“You’re the ones who need to cut the crap.”

When I said that, the girls rolled their eyes. It seems that they were so focused on Kotoha that they hadn’t noticed my presence until now.

“What? Who are you?”

The girl who had been grabbing at Kotoha said. It was a smile, though, as if she was convinced of her superiority.

Such pride did not last long. Her other friend’s words startled him.

“It’s that guy! He’s the rumored Sasaki!”

“Oh, …!”

“Yes, I’m Tsuzuri Sasaki.”

“You too have done terrible things to Saotome—”

“So what’s the matter? It’s a problem with us and Saotome, and there’s no reason for you to say anything. It’s unpleasant, go home.”

With that, I glared at the girls. I’m sure I’m looking spectacular right now. My cronies flinch.

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Here’s another chapter to make up for it, and I don’t want to leave you guys on a cliffhanger from the last chapter.

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