When she had first met Fang Cheng, Nangong Saya had thought he was just okay.
Taking an objective, impartial view, she had noticed a faint something between Fang Cheng and Takeda Masumi, and it had never disappeared.
Nangong Saya's question made Takeda Masumi pause slightly as she lifted her tea.
She blew out a breath, then finally admitted, "I like him a little."
Perhaps she had considered that if she didn't say it now, she might never get the chance. She confessed without hesitation.
"He's handsome, strong, rich, and his personality is right up my alley. There's nothing wrong with my sexual orientation, so how could I not like him? Of course, his womanizing is a headache. I'd love to break his third leg."
"Masumi..."
Nangong Saya hesitated. After a long moment, she seemed to steel herself. "If we survive this, I'll compete with you fairly."
"No need. Just do your best."
Takeda Masumi patted her on the shoulder. "I'll sit this one out. You have far more rivals than just me, so don't think you can relax just because you beat me."
To be honest, she didn't think much of her student's chances. As for who might ultimately win the scumbag's heart, she thought only two people had a shot.
One was Kanzaki Rin, and the other was Asaka Akie.
Nangong Saya thought Takeda Masumi had given up on living. Her eyes instantly misted over. "Masumi, if I'm still alive, I'll make sure to recover your body."
"Will you stop with that death talk?"
Takeda Masumi rapped her hard on the head. "Who said I was going to die?"
Nangong Saya covered her head with both hands and asked in confusion, "Then what do you mean, you're sitting out?"
Takeda Masumi drained her tea, then let out a long