The cute and delicate girl fiercely scolded Sato in embarrassment and anger, though the words she repeated were only those few phrases. Rather than sounding intimidating, she actually came off as somewhat adorable.
After yelling at Sato a few times, while he was still stunned…
Izumi Sagiri hurriedly clutched the tablet to her chest, turned around in panic, and rushed out the door.
Bang!
As the front door shut behind her, the room suddenly fell silent.
The people inside exchanged looks, staring at one another without speaking.
After a long while, Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly let out a quiet breath, breaking the silence in the room.
She slightly raised her head, her cool eyes fixed on Sato as she calmly said,
"Classmate Nohara, shouldn't you explain yourself?"
Fujiomiya Konomi also looked at him smilingly.
"That's right, Sho-chan, what exactly was that about?"
Sato snapped back to reality, his expression rather subtle.
How exactly was he supposed to explain this?
After the manga pages, there had been several photos. As for what those photos contained… that was where things became complicated.
As everyone knew, Sagiri was only a middle school student, yet she was also a master of adult doujinshi, the famous Eromanga Sensei of the industry.
To draw certain kinds of content, reference material was naturally necessary. Perhaps Izumi Chiyo knew that exposing Sagiri to certain things was bad for her, so she had not allowed her to study that kind of material directly. Thus, as the second-generation Eromanga Sensei, Sagiri had apparently decided to devote herself to art and use herself as the model material.
Honestly, it sounded rather noble in a strange way, though also incredibly bold.
Sato took a deep breath and rubbed his aching forehead.
So the photos afterward were actually Sagiri's own selfies, and the contents were somewhat inappropriate for children.
Really though, why did she have to save her selfies in the same album as the manga?
Still, he had only seen the very first picture. The moment he saw it, he froze.
The first photo itself was actually not that extreme. Her pink underwear and bra were still properly on, it was just that the pose looked a little… suggestive.
As for whether there were even more explosive photos afterward, he had no idea.
Sato's expression became increasingly complicated. After calming down, he looked at the two girls in front of him and said,
"It's nothing, just some manga."
Disbelief was written all over the girls' faces.
If it were really just manga, then Sagiri's reaction earlier had been far too strange.
However…
The two girls silently exchanged glances.
The tense atmosphere between them from earlier had somehow transformed into a united front.
What confused them, however, was that Sagiri herself had voluntarily handed the tablet to Sato. His initial reaction had also looked perfectly normal. So why had the situation suddenly changed midway through?
Suddenly, a glint flashed through Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes, as though she had thought of something.
"There was… something strange afterward, wasn't there?"
Her gaze locked tightly onto Sato, trying to glean useful information from his reaction.
Sato's expression changed exactly as expected. His eyes filled with surprise as he looked at Yukino.
As expected of Yukinoshita Yukino.
The phrase "exceptionally intelligent" suited her perfectly.
"So that's it."
Seeing his reaction, realization flashed across Yukino's eyes, though her expression became rather strange.
So it really was like that?
In that case…
She involuntarily recalled Sagiri's earlier reaction and those repeated cries of "pervert."
Yukinoshita Yukino's face suddenly reddened slightly as she stared at Sato with an unreadable gaze.
You really are a pervert.
Fujiomiya Konomi had reacted a little slower, but she quickly pieced things together as well. Looking at Sato with a complicated yet serious expression, she said:
"Sato-kun, naughty things are not allowed, okay?"
"Little Sagiri is still a child. If something like that happened, you'd get arrested by the police."
"…"
"You were both watching the entire time. I literally didn't do anything."
Sato answered calmly. In situations like this, panicking only made someone look guiltier.
Judging from their expressions and reactions, he knew they had probably figured out most of what happened.
He sat down on the sofa. People said soft sofas improved one's mood, but his mood absolutely was not improving.
Although Sagiri had accidentally given him a little fanservice earlier, he definitely did not want to be misunderstood as a pervert.
"So what are you going to do now?"
Fujiomiya Konomi sat down beside him and curiously asked. Her movements were natural and effortless, as though she had long been accustomed to sitting close to him.
Seeing this, Yukinoshita Yukino's brows twitched ever so slightly.
Now that the issue had been resolved, the united front from moments ago instantly crumbled apart. Their already fragile alliance dissolved immediately.
It seemed they had returned to fighting on their own once more.
Meanwhile, Sato, standing at the center of the storm, appeared completely unaware. Whether he truly failed to notice or merely pretended not to was probably something only he himself knew.
"What can I do? What else is there to do?"
Sato sighed helplessly on the sofa.
"I'll deal with it after a few days."
"I'll go find Sagiri then. Right now definitely isn't a good time."
After all, something like this had just happened, so the memory would still be painfully vivid. If he went now, he probably would not even get to see her.
"Meow!"
At that moment, two cats suddenly emerged from Sato's bedroom. They looked plump and fluffy, tilting their little heads curiously at the people in the living room.
The feline overlords had returned from their stroll!
A faint light flashed through Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes. Though she tried to maintain her composure and deliberately slowed her steps, she still moved over first.
She crouched down and gently rubbed the two cats' heads, a smile as soft as white camellia flowers appearing on her face.
When it came to being a cat lover, she was absolutely serious.
Fujiomiya Konomi was quickly drawn over as well. Soft and fluffy creatures like these held an especially irresistible attraction for girls.
The two girls crouched together, each petting a cat. Somehow, they seemed to have formed a united front once again.
Sato glanced at the backs of the two girls and quietly let out a sigh of relief, his face showing the expression of someone finally released from a burden.
At this point, should he be thanking Sagiri… or thanking the cats?