"And you were swinging your wiener at her?! You pervert!" Upset, Hinata growled and pointed his finger at Haruki.
"Hey, calm down. I thought she was a tester! I thought she was actually a man!" the singer shook his hands in a defensive stance.
But Honda Seichiro's face didn't show any sympathy when he heard the reply,
"Miyu-chan received an automatic survey from Okami AI and her feedback was that she had met a naked and shameless character! Inadmissible, gentlemen."
"Why Honda-san, I was washing my tracksuit. After all, I only have the clothes I'm wearing right now, and I didn't want to smell bad."
Haruki for the first time was happy for that fact... and for not having a laundry room in the manor. It was a poor excuse, and everyone in the room knew it, but he hoped it would ease the situation. 'Why me out of everyone?! Why did she have to meet me first, out of all available options?'
