After hearing that, Masachika, who immediately understood what she meant, started to panic. How could she know...?! No, she’s bluffing at best. How could she possibly know? I mustn’t show my panic! While immediately making that judgment, Masachika suppressed his anxiety and put on a surprised expression. “Oi, how long will this little charade continue?” “Are you trying to change the subject?!” “No, it’s not like I’m...” “So, what’s this!?” Yuki stretched out her hand while shouting. Between her thumb and index finger... there was a strand of hair that was pinched and seemed to glisten in the light shining through the slit of the curtain. Cold sweat ran down Masachika’s back. “It must be that girl, right... I found it next to your pillow! What have you done to bring another girl besides me into your bed, you pervert!” “No... no, that’s not true! I didn’t even let her into my room!” “Hmm~ then, are you admitting that you let her into this house?” “Huh?”