Asuka Youyou declared that she wouldn't take that beating lying down—she had to retaliate.
Holding her oiled-paper umbrella, she used the sharp tip to poke Atobe Keigo's handsome face, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips.
Anyone who has ever bought an oiled-paper umbrella knows the thing reeks of rancid oil. Even though this particular umbrella had likely been sitting in the shop for a long time and most of the smell had dissipated, a close-up whiff still revealed an unpleasant odor.
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