one wonders how the hell a guy like him has a harem...
[ Even though it can't be seen, Touma recoils from the earpiece of the communicator. He hasn't really been yelled at in a while, but he doesn't really think he deserves it.
Though when he puts it back to the side of his face he sounds almost appropriately admonished. That was a response he could sympathize with. He was even a little envious. How often has he wished he could just yell at someone whenever his amnesia became an issue? So many times. ] HEY! Look... Sorry I brought it up. You can't blame a guy for being worried, can you? Not everyone's gonna know your exact situation.
[ Grumbling a bit. ] Yelling's probably not gonna help either, is it? Though maybe it'll make you feel better in another way. [ He is. The smoothest. Ever. ]