"Ms. Hiratsuka, just figuring out how to live a lazy, comfortable life every day already takes all my strength. As for fighting spirit, can't you just get that from hot-blooded shonen manga?" Although his little sister was even more of a dried-fish girl, for the sake of her reputation outside, he, her Onii-chan, would bear the title of salted fish. Thinking that, Sogo Doma spoke lazily.
"Damn it, it's precisely that lazy attitude of yours that makes me mad!" Faced with someone who refused to listen no matter how often she tried to persuade him, Shizuka Hiratsuka stubbed out the cigarette in her hand and blocked his path again. "Do you think I got this sudden impulse after reading those hot-blooded teacher manga..."
"Uh..." Before she could finish, Sogo Doma raised a hand. "Ms. Hiratsuka, you let it slip. So it really was because of hot-blooded teacher manga~!"
"Can I punch you, you bastard?" Shizuka Hiratsuka gritted her teeth.
"Sorry, I don't really know how to turn off my body's defensive instincts..." Sogo Doma shrugged. "If Ms. Hiratsuka gets offended when I fend off your punch, please forgive me."
"Crack..." Shizuka Hiratsuka fell silent for a while, then pulled another cigarette from her pocket, put it between her lips, and took a drag. "Your brother is actually very worried about you..."
"Looks like Taihei told you something..." Before she could finish, Sogo Doma interrupted, rubbing his chin. "Come to think of it, I guess I brought this upon myself..."
"Emmm..." Shizuka Hiratsuka took another drag. "Don't put it like that. Isn't a more fulfilling high school life a good thing?"
"I don't think a female teacher whose house is a complete mess, with liquor bottles tossed everywhere, and who's nearly thirty yet still obsessed with manga is qualified to tell