"All right, then let me talk about the possible outcomes of this hand-holding experiment..." Seeing that Mai Sakurajima had already grabbed his left hand, Sogo Doma began analyzing the situation. As for whether the lab rat's unusual emotions had lessened, that was not actually important. Sogo Doma believed that as long as he kept badmouthing himself, and Mai Sakurajima herself was not blind—
Those unusual emotions would soon disappear. Sogo Doma was just that confident!
Just as he began his analysis, Mai Sakurajima froze for a moment and said:
"Didn't you just say we'd already come into contact..."
"Idiot..." Sogo Doma tilted his head at her. "Didn't you realize that the things you're holding in your hand—or rather, the matter attached to you—are different from the things you yourself touch?"
"Hm?"
"The simplest example would be the clothes you're wearing. When you hold them in your hands or wear them on your body, the meme on you defines the clothes as air. But what if they were thrown on the ground and pinned down beneath one of your feet?" As he spoke, Sogo Doma gestured with his right index finger.
"This..." Mai Sakurajima looked somewhat lost. She had never considered such things before. Then, as though she had realized something, she tried to pull her hand free from Sogo Doma's. "Are you an idiot? Since you already thought of that possibility, why would you still..."
"Relax!" In order to obtain detailed experimental data, there was no way Sogo Doma would let her break free so easily. He exerted a little force with his hand while putting on a reassuring smile. "Judging from the current situation, the possibility of me being defined as air along with you is basically close to zero...
What may happen now is this: first, the meme