Good grief, you're really being humble now—can't you hear that she's being sarcastic?
But when facing this scumbag who seemed to care about nothing, and who also happened to be her boss and creditor, Sakiko-sensei really had no way to deal with him.
"By the way,"
However, Kamijou Mutsuki, who was standing opposite her, seemed to suddenly remember something.
Then, under Sakiko-sensei's slightly blank stare, he took out of his pocket the shoes and stockings that Soyo had just handed to him.
"Um… Soyo told me to return these to you!"
"At this point, does returning them even have any meaning?"
Sakiko felt her brain completely shut down.
You took them off me and then returned them—what's the point of that?
Maybe Soyo thought this was making up for her mistake, but Sakiko-sensei only felt mocked and deeply uncomfortable.
"Don't give them to me, I don't want them!"
Sakiko buried her head into the pillow and said this in a muffled voice.
The moment she thought about how Soyo had stripped these off her, and how they had already passed through two people's hands, she instantly lost any desire to reuse them.
Take them far away from me. Don't come anywhere near me!
"So, what Saki-chan means is… you're giving them to me?"
"?"
Sakiko-sensei silently typed a question mark in her head.
I just said I don't want them—when did I say I was giving them to you?
"I'll treasure Sakiko's gift properly. I won't disturb you any further!"
Kamijou Mutsuki didn't give Sakiko a chance to speak. After saying this with a completely serious expression, he turned around and left.
"Wait!"
Sakiko-sensei hurriedly got up, but all she could do was stare blankly at the bedroom door after it closed.
"Why hasn't that guy come out yet?"
In the living room, Miss Anon couldn't help but speak up when there was still no movement from the room.
"Mu, he's not going to do something bad to Sakiko-chan, right?"
"Mutsuki… wouldn't do something like that!"
Looking at the pink-haired girl who was "slandering" her fiancé, Wakaba Mutsumi spoke up.
"He is my… fiancé."
"..."
Anon didn't reply, but her thoughts hadn't changed in the slightest.
Rather than believing in that guy's character, she'd rather believe that Soyo could win Sakiko-sensei back.
She hadn't forgotten—this guy had tried to kiss her back when they were doing voice recording at the company, and it turned out he already had a fiancée!
Tch. Scumbag!
Thinking this way, the irritation in Anon's heart only grew stronger.
And at that moment, the door to Sakiko's bedroom finally opened.
However, the only one who walked out was Kamijou Mutsuki—and it looked like he was holding something in both hands.
When he came closer, the girls were finally able to see clearly what he was holding: a small leather shoe, and a black ankle sock.
And if they weren't mistaken, those two items originally belonged to Sakiko, who was still inside the room.
For an instant, the girls all wondered if they were hallucinating.
What the hell did you do to Sakiko-sensei?!
Facing the girls' hard-to-describe stares, Kamijou Mutsuki not only showed no embarrassment—he even curled his lips into a smile, like a proud emperor.
Then, he slowly raised the shoe and the sock in his hands, as if a champion lifting a trophy, or an emperor raising his crown.
In that moment, the girls felt as though they were witnessing the coronation of a monarch.
"These were given to me by Miss Sakiko, who possesses both wisdom and beauty!"
The boy's slightly smug declaration shook the girls to their core.
To think that that Sakiko would actually…
Were the two of them really playing that wild in there just now?
Had they already fallen behind the times?
"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"
Sakiko-sensei, whose reputation was being brutally damaged, didn't even have time to keep wallowing in emo mode. Without even putting on her other shoe, she hurriedly rushed out of the room to clear her name.
But the moment she saw Kamijou Mutsuki proudly holding up her shoe and sock in front of Tomori and the others, her rationality instantly evaporated, turning her into a steam engine.
"Shut up and give them back to me!"
She lunged forward and pinned Kamijou Mutsuki to the floor, trying to snatch back the shoe and sock that had always belonged to her.
"Didn't Saki-chan say earlier that you were giving them to me?"
Now that they had already fallen into her hands, as a qualified Capitalist With a Conscience, Kamijou Mutsuki naturally had to defend his private property.
"I never said that… just treat it as me going back on my word, okay?!"
Even though Sakiko herself didn't want them anymore, she absolutely couldn't let them stay in Kamijou Mutsuki's possession.
He'd already dared to pull something this outrageous in such a short time—she didn't even dare to imagine what he might do later.
Watching the two of them wrestling on the floor over a shoe and a sock, the girls all fell into silence.
The development was just too abstract—it completely crashed their brains.
They didn't understand it, but they were deeply shaken!
And that Sakiko—so she could make that kind of expression too?
Wakaba Mutsumi looked at the two absurd people in front of her, stayed silent for a moment, then added quietly to Anon: "…In name only."
At the same time, the struggle between the two finally came to an end—with Miss Sakiko's victory.
Kamijou Mutsuki, whose old injuries had yet to heal, ultimately had no way to protect his private property in the hands of a woman who went back on her word.
However, Sakiko-sensei, who emerged victorious from this war, didn't feel happy at all.
Instead, clutching her shoe and stockings, she ran back into the room with a bright red face.
"Bang—"
Clearly, Sakiko-sensei had gone back to emo mode again.
As a result, the girls could only turn their attention back to Kamijou Mutsuki once more.
At this moment, Kamijou Mutsuki was lying flat on the floor, hands crossed over his chest, eyes tightly shut, looking extremely peaceful—as if he had passed away.
Seeing this, Ano-chan stood up and cautiously poked his waist with her foot.
"…Still alive?"
"The user you have called is deceased. Please revive via a pretty girl's kiss."
Good grief, trying to scam a kiss again, huh?
Hearing this sudden voice, Anon's cheeks flushed slightly at first—but then, as if she remembered something, she angrily puffed up her cheeks.
However, Miss Ano didn't realize—
If she didn't kiss him, plenty of others would.
At the very least, upon hearing her fiancé's words, Wakaba Mutsumi subconsciously prepared to stand up.
But someone was closer—and faster—than she was.
"Tomori!"
Rikki had only let her guard down for a moment, and before she knew it, Tomori had already squatted down beside Kamijou Mutsuki. She lightly pecked his cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Tomori, why are you kissing someone else's fiancé?!
Seeing this scene, Anon also froze on the spot.
She subconsciously looked toward Wakaba Mutsumi beside her, only to realize that this green-haired doll had somehow already stood up, expressionless, staring at Tomori and Kamijou Mutsuki.
Feeling the soft, warm, slightly damp touch on his cheek that separated almost instantly, Kamijou Mutsuki hadn't expected that someone would actually kiss him. He reflexively opened his eyes.
And then, he saw Tomori—her amber-colored eyes wide open, staring straight at him without blinking.
PS: Based on readers' suggestions, later on the real-world Madoka Magica setting will be adjusted so that everyone there is an ordinary person. However, the "Shining Power" setting will be retained. This seems to already exist in the BanG Dream! worldview, but it will mainly be reserved for the protagonist's future use. The band girls who appear won't come into contact with those abilities or settings, so it should be fine, right?
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