"It's not that exaggerated. At most, it's just a byproduct of some chemical experiments—it doesn't rise to the level of a biochemical weapon..." Sogo Doma waved a hand and downplayed it as he looked at the thoroughly terrified gay.
"Eh?" Fortunately, Kotaro Katsura's surprise was usually just an instinctive reaction. Before Sogo could finish, he had already regained his composure. "I see. So it's merely a byproduct of chemical experiments?"
"That's right, that's right!" Seeing this, Sogo Doma finally couldn't suppress his urge to fool the other man. "Sarin Gas was originally such a common byproduct. It could even be extracted during chemistry experiments at school..."
"Wait!" Kotaro Katsura hurriedly stopped him. "Sogo, is school really that dangerous nowadays? Didn't you just say that releasing even a little of that poison gas could take down a whole crowd? Then at schools..."
"It's Sarin Gas!" Sogo Doma emphasized before continuing his nonsense. "Actually, as long as you take proper protective measures, it isn't all that dangerous. How about this? I'll give you a few bottles to play with someday. If you sniff it regularly when you have nothing to do, maybe your body will develop an immunity to it. And if you don't want to sniff it yourself, you can give it to your coworkers and friends as perfume or something...
"I'm sure everyone who receives your gift will be moved to tears with gratitude, gay. Once they use it, they'll definitely wish they could appear right in front of you on the spot..."
"That poison gas can be used as perfume?"
"Of course. It carries the scent of heaven mingled with hell. Whether it's God or Satan, they all say it smells great. You'll know once you use it..." Doma Sogo, false commercial spokesman, was currently fooling someone online.
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