Could he just take Gan'an Shinomiya out with a single shot? It didn't seem impossible...
Sogo Doma began analyzing the feasibility of it. First, he couldn't become wanted for a crime, or the three useless people at home would probably lose their minds. Second, after taking the man out, how was he supposed to explain it to Kaguya Shinomiya and minimize the fallout from his death...
After assessing their strengths, Sogo Doma grabbed his head with both hands. "This is even more troublesome!"
"Ugh, grrr..." After more random thoughts, the heavy use of his brain, combined with the passage of time, had consumed a great deal of energy. In simple terms, he was hungry!
Sogo Doma checked the time. Sure enough, it was almost mealtime. His body clock was as punctual as ever. Though it was completely useless—no, rather, that punctual body clock existed solely to remind him that it was time to cook for that dumpling. Thinking about it was really... ahem, depressing!
That was right, depressing. There was no way he was excited. How could he possibly be happy that he'd adjusted that useless imouto's body clock to match his own? It wasn't like he had a little-sister complex!
Thinking that, Sogo Doma obediently headed into the kitchen.
A while later...
After placing the prepared cooking on the table, Sogo Doma checked the time again. It was exactly mealtime. Umaru had to be starving by now, and she would surely come running downstairs any second to say, "Onii-chan, what are we having today?" This was the body clock he had trained into her...
"Sogo, Baumkuchen..."
That was right, just like that. Sogo Doma subconsciously wanted to nod... Wait! No, something was wrong! Why was Mashiro speaking today? He turned around to find Mashiro Shiina standing alone at the