"Mr. Tachibana, I didn't expect you to be that kind of person with such honest eyes."
Aoto was taken aback: "Honest eyes? What do you mean?"
"Earlier, when we were getting ready to enter the hall and meet Mr. Shigetarou and the others, I kept an eye on your gaze." Chokata's face was getting increasingly mischievous with a smile, "I guessed that when you saw Miss Sazanoko, both your eyes would be glued to her."
"And as it turns out—indeed, it was so."
Upon hearing Chokata's teasing, Aoto's cheeks couldn't help but blush with a hint of embarrassment.
The topic suddenly shifted from the heavy "Dojo Discrimination" to "Beautiful Girls" ... the leap in the conversation was so vast that Aoto couldn't react in time.
Aoto coughed softly a few times, trying hard to suppress the awkwardness on his face.
"Um... Mr. Chokata, I need to clarify, I'm not some pervert who can't move when seeing a beautiful woman, it was just a natural reaction..."
