How was one supposed to deal with a drama queen of a little sister? Sogo Doma's method was simple. First, quickly step forward. Then, press a hand on the dumpling's head to prevent her from activating bounce-around mode. Finally, swiftly refute her argument.
"My foolish little sister, first of all, not every female friend can be abbreviated as 'girlfriend'! Second, who taught you to talk like some old mother? And lastly, what kind of little sister opens her mouth and says her big brother is going to get hacked to pieces?" Sogo Doma said with a perfectly "kind" expression.
"Umaru was just—" Hamster Umaru still wanted to keep acting.
"Mm!" But just as she was about to speak, Sogo Doma pointed at Kazusa Touma behind him. "Umaru, don't tell me you've forgotten who this is?"
"Huh!?" Hamster Umaru looked startled. "W-Who is that...?" Oh, no, was she someone she knew? Then this appearance of hers...
"She's the mistress. Kazusa the Mistress!"
"Phew!" Hamster Umaru breathed a sigh of relief. So it was Kazusa the Mistress—then there was no problem. Anyone who had been fooled by Big Brother into accepting the title of mistress probably wasn't all that bright. With that little intelligence, there was no way she could see through the disguise she was wearing.
Kazusa Touma: "..."
So this guy called her a mistress even in front of his little sister!? What kind of image did he have of her in his mind? But before she could say anything, Hamster Umaru, now relieved, looked at Mai Sakurajima.
"And who is this?" Actually, she found this high school girl from another school rather familiar, as though she had seen her somewhere before. She had simply forgotten.
"This one..." Sogo Doma had only just begun speaking when he suddenly seemed to