"What's wrong?" Just as Carlos watched the white-haired guy downstairs excitedly saying something, Shirakawa's voice came from behind him.
"Our king got bullied again!" Carlos said with a grin.
"He brought it on himself," Shirakawa said quietly.
"That's true! Naru really never learns!" Carlos was unusually composed. Though he was only seventeen or eighteen, he seemed like an adult.
"Um... hearing you say that feels really out of place," Shirakawa said helplessly.
"Is that so?" Carlos pondered.
"Yeah! Luckily, this is the suburbs. Otherwise, if someone saw you, they'd definitely think you were a pervert! At least don't strip this clean when you're outside! Anyway! I'm heading back!" Shirakawa gave the nearly naked Carlos a once-over, then turned and left...
Carlos looked at the white-haired guy downstairs, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and prepared to return to his room.
He did not care about his teammates making fun of him. Otherwise, he would not have kept up this habit.
He had merely passed by, and since he could not hear what the two white-haired guys were saying on the phone, he naturally had no interest in watching any longer.
"Who was calling? Don't tell me it was your girlfriend?" The moment Sendou arrived at Miyuki's room, Miyuki caught him.
Because Sendou's call with Narumiya had delayed him, dinner had been late, and they had escorted the female managers back afterward, he had not run into the others until now.
"It was your girlfriend." Sendou gave Miyuki a meaningful look.
"???" Miyuki's head filled with question marks.
Kimura, Miyuki's roommate, wore a curious expression.
Sendou had said it as a statement, so...
"Since when did I have a girlfriend? Who the hell is it?" Seeing Kimura's expression, Miyuki immediately asked.
It would be bad if some strange