"Sendou!!!
You finally came back!!"
I just got picked on by a first-year!!!
A first-year actually yelled at me!!" The moment he saw Sendou return, Sawamura finally spotted family and immediately lodged his complaint.
"A first-year? Seriously?!
Tell me all about it!" Sendou looked utterly incredulous.
After all, he hadn't noticed anyone among the first-years who seemed that rebellious.
As expected of a social butterfly—he had already gotten a grasp of most of the first-years' personalities in such a short time.
Still, while Sawamura was unreliable, he wouldn't lie about something like this.
And Sawamura's face was covered in cold sweat, his eyes practically turning into cat eyes...
"It's true!
So, the first-year in our dorm didn't seem very energetic, right?
As a senior, I obviously had to show him some proper concern!
So...
That's what happened. Unbelievable, right?
I didn't do anything!!
Kanemaru said he'd leave this matter to you once you came back!" Sawamura explained with both hands and feet, ending with the expression of someone suffering an injustice that would go down in history.
"Uh! That guy!" Sendou hadn't expected that, while he was gone, that bastard Kanemaru would dump such a huge burden on him.
"Hahaha!
Didn't you also say something outrageous to Azuma-senpai?
Karma!!
As they say, history always repeats itself!" Seeing Sawamura's aggrieved expression, Miyuki couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"Outrageous?" Furuya looked like a curious child.
"Uh!" Hearing that, Sawamura immediately recalled his dark history.
"This guy called Azuma-senpai an old man because of his belly and appearance, and Azuma-senpai nearly beat him to death. Didn't the two of them interact during the summer?" Sendou leaned over and whispered with a mischievous grin.
"Oh!" Furuya remembered. Azuma-senpai had picked Sawamura up whenever he saw him. He finally understood.
"That was completely different,