"Kasumigaoka-senpai!"
Compared to Sato's casual attitude, everyone else appeared much more restrained. For one thing, they were not very familiar with Kasumigaoka Utaha. For another, Japan's seniority culture was deeply ingrained.
They had already noticed Kasumigaoka Utaha when she entered earlier, but at her signal, none of them said anything.
"Haven't you already graduated?"
"I haven't even attended the graduation ceremony yet, so how have I graduated already?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled as she sat down naturally in the seat beside Sato. The others gathered farther away, whispering among themselves while occasionally glancing over here.
"You really don't treat yourself like an outsider at all."
Seeing how naturally she acted, Sato could not help rolling his eyes at her.
"Hm? Aren't we all insiders here?"
"Who's an insider with you? Even if you haven't graduated yet, you're still from the Literature Club, not the Light Music Club."
Even so, Sato still asked afterward, "How do you think the exams went?"
"Obviously, they were easy."
The corners of Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips lifted slightly, and she seemed to be in a very good mood. Apparently, she had indeed done very well.
But she herself was already an academic monster firmly seated at the top of the grade rankings. As long as she performed normally, even a slight mistake would not affect her scores much.
Sitting beside Sato, she clasped her hands together and stretched forward slightly, naturally extending her long legs as she loosened up her body.
Afterward, she crossed her legs. Her thighs, wrapped in black stockings, looked long and alluring, and when her legs lightly overlapped, the charm became even stronger.
At least, Sato felt that very few people could resist being attracted to Kasumigaoka Utaha's beautiful legs.
He secretly glanced at them too.
Unfortunately, Kasumigaoka Utaha happened to catch him in the act.
Or rather, perhaps that had been her intention all along.
"Hehe, Miyabi-sensei, just what... are you looking at?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha covered her lips lightly with a smile. Her wine-red eyes carried a trace of smugness.
At that moment, she looked exactly like a seductive fox spirit.
Not far away, Yukinoshita Yukino frowned slightly upon seeing this scene. Although she still maintained her composed posture, the slender fingers clutching the page of her book tightened suddenly before even she herself noticed.
Eh?
Watching from the distance, Yuigahama Yui blinked several times before turning to follow Yukinoshita Yukino's line of sight.
Ooh~
Someone internally let out a long "ooh" with a look of sudden realization.
"Oh, there's a hole in your stocking."
Sato calmly pointed at a small tear near Kasumigaoka Utaha's right knee.
On that round, full thigh wrapped in black stockings was a tiny hole that was hard to notice unless looked at carefully. Through the small opening, one could faintly glimpse skin as white as snow.
Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression immediately stiffened. Her resentful eyes locked tightly onto Sato as she somewhat indignantly covered the hole with her hand.
Though honestly, the hole was so inconspicuous that it hardly mattered whether she covered it or not.
"Miyabi-sensei really does observe carefully."
She looked at Sato with a rather sarcastic tone.
Sato found it amusing inside.
This girl's own level clearly was not that high, yet she still wanted to set traps for him?
"Oh, my eyesight has always been good. The thing I notice most easily is flaws..."
"Hmph!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha coldly snorted, her expression turning slightly frosty.
Sato laughed upon seeing that. Sometimes teasing Utahime really was pretty entertaining.
Then he suddenly changed his tone.
"So... I noticed it at a glance."
In an instant, a satisfied smile appeared on the girl's face.
If he noticed the flaw at a glance, then did that not mean her legs were otherwise perfect?
After all, the only time someone would instantly notice a flaw was either when it appeared on something perfect, or when something was nothing but flaws from the start.
And obviously, her legs belonged to the former category.
At least you know what's good for you.
Kasumigaoka Utaha shot Sato a flirtatious look. If her admirers saw it, their jaws would definitely drop.
Once the joking was over, it naturally became time for serious matters.
"So what are you here for?"
Sato asked Utaha. Although she had not officially graduated yet, her life at Sobu High clearly had already reached its conclusion.
"I had nothing to do, so I came to take a look around."
"You're that free? Aren't you preparing? Which university are you aiming for?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha answered in a relaxed tone, or rather, one filled with confidence:
"No matter how nervous I get, one day won't make a difference. What use is cramming for just a day or two? Everything that needed to be learned was already learned over the past three years."
"As for my target... Tokyo University, the Literature Department."
Sato was not surprised at all after hearing that. Rather, if Kasumigaoka Utaha did not aim for that school, that would have been the surprising thing.
Every year, Sobu High sent more than ten students to Tokyo University. As the perennial top student of the grade, as long as Kasumigaoka Utaha did not completely mess up, she should be guaranteed admission.
More importantly, Tokyo University's Literature Department was extremely strong and had produced many famous figures, such as Nobel Prize-winning authors Kawabata Yasunari and Oe Kenzaburo, as well as renowned literary figures like Natsume Soseki and Akutagawa Ryunosuke.
"Oh right, come find me after your exams are over."
"What is it?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha turned toward Sato with a puzzled look.
"Didn't you agree to work part-time as a scriptwriter for our company? I just happen to have a project proposal that needs you to write the original draft for."
Sato glanced toward Mio. After confirming she was not paying attention, he lowered his voice.
"Why are you looking over there?"
"Nothing."
Kasumigaoka Utaha suspiciously glanced at Sato before asking, "Then what kind of project are you planning?"
"A galgame."
"A galgame?!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes widened as she stared at Sato.
"An eroge?"
Sato fell silent for a moment before answering:
"Yes."
He did not deny it.
After thinking for a moment, he met Kasumigaoka Utaha's strange gaze and thoughtfully said:
"There'll probably be two versions, one eighteen-plus version and one all-ages version."
That way, it would also be easier to deal with Mio later.
And besides, even without the eighteen-plus content, Yosuga no Sora could still be considered an excellent pure romance work...
Probably.