Mocking

Karl groaned, rubbing his temple. "Look, it's not mine."

Jane gave him a long, knowing stare before slowly pushing her glasses up her nose. "Mhm. Sure."

Layla, still slightly confused, looked between them. "So... is it bad or not?"

Karl pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's—just—don't worry about it."

Jane, of course, had no intention of letting this go. She bent down, grabbed the doujin from the box before Karl could react, and flipped through the pages with an expression of pure amusement.

She didn't even need to say anything.

The smirk on her face said it all.

"Oh," she mused, tapping a page. "So this is your thing, huh?"

Karl snatched the book out of her hands, stuffing it back into the box like it was radioactive. "Shut up."

Layla tilted her head. "Is it really that embarrassing?"