Senjogahara’s family name “might make her seem fraught with danger at first”? She lived up to her name perfectly… Hanekawa was a worse judge of character than I thought! “Now that you asked Hanekawa about what I was like in middle school, who’s next? Our teacher, Hoshina? Or would you like to cut straight to the chase and go to our health teacher, Harukami?” “………” I couldn’t speak. However she took that, Senjogahara let out a huge exasperated sigh. “I can’t believe how careless I was. I try to be twice as careful as the average person when I climb stairs, but where did that get me? They’re not kidding when they say a single fart can ruin a hundred days of sermons.” “………” Even though I was in a fix, hearing a fair teenaged maiden utter the word “fart” felt wrong to me. Maybe I’m a sweet guy after all. “An actual banana peel on the floor right then and there. Who would have imagined?” “………” My life was now in the hands of a girl who had slipped on a banana peel. Wait, why was it even lying on a school staircase? “You’ve noticed, haven’t you,” Senjogahara asked me. Her gaze was still hazardous. A cloistered princess? Yeah, right.