“Vice President, you’ll probably be fine if someone entered your room without permission but not me. I have documents inside that shouldn’t be viewed by just anyone.” Blocking Inugaki's ‘I’m not under you’ card with that simple made-up reason that he wouldn’t be able to easily prove if true or not, the dog almost choked from his own spit, turning his face as dark as his chance of toppling me down.
I stopped paying attention to him and eyed the guy closest to me, sneering once more as I blatantly threw up a lie. “Anyway, Ichihara-senpai, right? If you’re looking for Kujou-senpai, she’s not here.”
“Don’t f*cking lie you smug junior. I can see through it!”
As expected, he didn’t bite at it. But who cares? He’s the unreasonable type, after all. That’s how I evaluated him after the two instances with Ishida-senpai at the Library and last Friday with Marika.
Then, I just have to be as unreasonable as him. He can push his narrative while I face it with my own.