Aoyama Apartments, Fourth Floor.
Sato had just stepped out from the stairwell when the door in front of him suddenly opened, and a small head peeked out.
"Sato?"
The little blue-eyed dragon blinked in surprise, a hint of joy appearing on her face. Then she curiously asked:
"Are you here to pick me up? Can I go back now?"
Sato shook his head and patted Kanna on the head.
"Not yet. Wait a little longer."
"Oh."
Kanna obediently nodded, a tiny trace of disappointment flashing through her eyes, though she did not show it too clearly.
"Eh? Sato-sama!"
Not long afterward, Tohru followed Kanna out of the room. She had probably noticed Kanna's movement and come out to take a look. The moment she saw Sato, her eyes lit up and she waved.
"Does Sato-sama need something?"
"I've got something to do next door."
"Oh! Oh! Looking for Sagiri, right? That cute little thing! That little thing, well..."
As she spoke, Tohru's expression suddenly became strange. She carefully glanced at Sato several times, and her voice immediately became hesitant.
"What's wrong?"
Sato asked curiously.
Tohru suddenly leaned her head out into the hallway and glanced toward the neighboring apartment. After confirming there was no movement, she lowered her voice and answered:
"I always feel like the way she looks at me is kind of strange!"
"What kind of strange?"
"Every time we meet, she keeps staring right here!"
Tohru pointed directly at her magnificent chest without the slightest hesitation. Confusion filled her crimson dragon eyes as she looked up at Sato somewhat gloomily.
"Staring is one thing, but it feels like she's about to drool or something!"
Being a dragon girl, she did not care much about human modesty or propriety.
So Tohru casually pointing at her own breasts while saying this to a human teenage boy showed no trace of embarrassment at all. She was simply wondering why someone would drool.
Would it taste good?
Sato silently lowered his eyes toward Tohru's chest.
Something that enormous naturally attracted attention from men without seeming strange at all.
As for Sagiri... that was probably normal too... right?
That was both a statement and a question.
From a normal perspective, this kind of thing was definitely not normal for a girl like Sagiri.
But!
From the perspective of an eighteen-plus doujin artist, this was perfectly normal.
This was premium reference material!
Even though she did not know Tohru was a dragon girl, she did know Tohru was huge.
Sagiri...
She had already gone bad, hadn't she?
Girls her age were supposed to be obsessed with romance, yet her head was probably filled with doujinshi and doujinshi reference material instead...
Sato had the urge to cover his face.
He always felt that Sagiri's adorable appearance and her pervert-like personality created an incredibly strong contrast.
That contrast was really strange.
Izumi-san's sins were truly far too heavy.
"It's probably just your imagination. What bad intentions could a little girl possibly have?"
"Really?"
Tohru scratched her head, feeling that Sato's words did make some sense.
She was just a middle school girl after all. There should not be any problem, right?
"Looks like I was overthinking it!"
Tohru smiled brightly at Sato.
Meanwhile, someone felt rather guilty inside, though outwardly he still nodded seriously.
"You definitely are overthinking it."
"I'll head over now."
"Mhm, we're getting ready to head out too."
"Going out to play?"
"No, we're going to visit Fafnir."
"Fafnir?"
"Mhm, a dragon we know. He just came over recently and is currently staying with Kobayashi's friend."
Sato was a little shocked.
"Are you planning to invade our world as a group or something?"
"How could that be! It's just a coincidence!"
"And even if we brought all the strongest people from our world over here, they'd probably still get beaten badly!"
Tohru thought seriously for a moment before answering.
After all, even in her own world, she was considered a rather famous powerhouse. Yet within this apartment building alone, there were two people who could toss her around like a punching bag.
One was Saitama from next door, and the other was naturally the person standing before her now.
Those two were terrifyingly powerful!
Probably only Father could fight against them.
"Did you report your arrival?"
"Mhm!"
"Good. Then I'll head over."
"Okay!"
Sato walked to the Izumi family's door next door and knocked.
Very soon, a soft voice came from inside.
"Please wait a moment!"
Not long afterward, the door opened, and Izumi Chiyo's figure entered his sight.
She wore pink casual home clothes, and her dazzling silver hair was tied into a large ponytail hanging over one side of her shoulder. No matter how one looked at her, she gave the impression of being an extremely gentle woman.
At that moment, the face that resembled Sagiri's by sixty or seventy percent carried a trace of surprise.
"So it's Nohara-kun. Please come in first."
"Excuse me."
Sato bowed slightly and followed Izumi Chiyo into the living room.
After sitting down, he glanced around the room before curiously asking:
"Is Sagiri home?"
Izumi Chiyo answered helplessly:
"She's in her bedroom."
As a shut-in, whenever she had time off, Izumi Sagiri almost always stayed inside her room.
"Oh right!"
Izumi Chiyo suddenly looked up at Sato with a somewhat strange expression.
"Did something happen between you two last time?"
Last time, Sagiri had run home red-faced and flustered before diving straight onto her bed.
At first, Izumi Chiyo thought Sagiri had been bullied, but then she heard her muttering things like:
"How embarrassing, how embarrassing!"
"How could I be so careless!"
"He saw those pictures, what am I supposed to do?!"
Although she was curious, no matter what she asked, Sagiri refused to explain what had happened.
"Well..."
Sato also became somewhat awkward.
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled while considering how he should answer.
He could hardly say, "I accidentally saw some 'cute' photos of your daughter," could he?
Just then, the faint sound of a door opening suddenly rang out.
Although the sound was extremely soft, both Sato and Izumi Chiyo heard it.
They simultaneously turned toward the slightly opened door.
Through the crack, a pair of bright eyes could be seen.
The moment she noticed the two looking over, those eyes immediately turned flustered, as though she had not expected to be discovered so quickly.
Then with a bang, the door slammed shut.
Sato: "..."
Izumi Chiyo: "..."