"Having fun? You're providing me some pretty good entertainment, but the girls are giving you guys some serious looks of disdain."
Daiya joins us with these words.
"Eeh?! Isn't it only Haruaki who's getting looked down on?!"
"Nope, you are, too. The girls regard you as birds of a feather."
"Oho, flocking together with me as the same kind of bird? What an honor! Don't you think so, Hoshii?"
A-Anything but…
"Leaving that aside, Daiyan, even you'd want to make a move on her, right?"
Haruaki elbows Daiya. He's able to do that to Daiya without fear, probably because they are childhood friends. Or maybe it's just because he acts impulsively without any concern for consequences…
Daiya sighs and answers right away.
"Not at all."
"That's impossible! In that case, Daiyan, who could possibly move your heart?"
"It doesn't matter whether my heart beats faster because of Otonashi-san's looks. I may have to acknowledge her beauty, but I still have no desire to make a move."

"Huuh…?"
"Haruaki, you have zero understanding, don't you? Well, of course such feelings can't be understood by a monkey like you, who lives by following his instincts and would take any girl as long as she's got a pretty face."
"What!? To begin with, what does instinct have to do with caring about appearances?!"
"It's human instinct to be attracted to someone beautiful because a beautiful child will increase the chances that your bloodline will survive."
"Ooh", "Ooh" Haruaki and I let out simultaneous breaths of admiration. Daiya looks amazed, as if he were shocked that we didn't know something so basic.
"Ah, I got it, Daiyan! So you're saying that her beauty is so far beyond our reach that even you can't make a move on her! Inevitable defeat! That's it, right? Like that fox who made himself think that 'this grape is sour' when he couldn't reach it. Your behavior is called rationalization. How uncool! That's so uncool, Daiyan!"
"How much of my talk did you listen to? What the hell?…well, the first half of your statement wasn't necessarily wrong. But as for the other half of your speech—I'll kill you!"
"Oho, so you really can't make a move on her."
Haruaki has a triumphant look on his face. Daiya finally punches Haruaki. Uwaa, it looks like all of Daiya's frustration went straight into his punch …
"It's not 'I can't make a move on her.' It's 'she won't make a move on me.'"
"How cocky…hey, Hoshii, isn't that guy getting carried away just because of his looks?" Haruaki says without showing any sign of remorse.
"It's not that she won't make a move because I'm out of reach! Well, that could be possible as well, but in her case that doesn't even apply."
"Uwaa, he's boldly saying strange things."
"She doesn't regard me as outside her reach, no, she doesn't even engage in such a classification. She's not interested in us to start with. She's not even looking down on us. Just as we only register bugs as bugs, she registers people as people. That's all. She doesn't care about slight differences among people like my pretty face or Haruaki's ugly face. Just like the gender of cockroaches doesn't even cross your consciousness. How can you possibly make a move on such a girl?"
Even Haruaki seems overwhelmed by this merciless statement about Otonashi-san, and stays dead silent.
"…Daiya."
I open my mouth in Haruaki's place.
"Looks like you're surprisingly interested in Otonashi-san."
Daiya is at a loss for words. Ah, that's an extremely rare reaction. But aren't I right? Setting aside whether his opinion is correct, he must have observed her a decent amount in order to perform such an analysis.
"…tch, I have no interest!"
"Oh, you blushed!"
"…hey Kazu. You're going to step on a land mine if you keep going down that road. Do you want me to show you a way to use a leek that you can barely imagine? You'll end up with such a bad case of PTSD that the mere sight of leeks will cause you to break out in hives! "[1]