Only after that little farce did the two humans and two demons sit facing one another indoors, and the atmosphere grew more cordial.
That was, if one ignored a certain poor boy who kept glaring at Kanzaki Kumo, but dared not make a sound despite opening his mouth several times.
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"Actually, I'm a little curious. What exactly were the 'offensive remarks' you said Mr. Yushiro might make, Kanzaki-kun?"
"Do you really want to know?"
Kanzaki Kumo turned to look at Kanae. Her pinkish-purple eyes were full of curiosity, along with the joy of having her wish fulfilled.
Then he turned back and glared Yushiro, who had been about to speak, into silence.
Tamayo did not know what to say at the sight. After all, she had raised him, and she had a fair idea of what Yushiro would say to other girls.
"Kanzaki-kun, please tell me, won't you?"
"Hiss-"
Ever since they had met, Kanae had always been mature and gentle. This was the first time Kanzaki Kumo had seen her wheedle like a little girl, and he felt himself practically melting.
"Actually, this fellow with his rather abnormal sense of beauty would call you... ugly."
Completely unable to withstand Kanae's wheedling, Kanzaki Kumo had no choice but to give her the answer.
At that, Kanae blinked in puzzlement, then shifted her gaze to Yushiro opposite her.
Though Kanae was not narcissistic, she felt that her appearance hardly warranted being called "ugly."
"Is there a problem? In this world, apart from Lady Tamayo, all women are..."
Just before the word "ugly" left his mouth, Yushiro stopped himself. It was not because he had any great self-awareness, but because he had seen Kanzaki Kumo's half-drawn Nichirin Blade.
Seeing Yushiro putting on a brave front despite his obvious