Iruma: "Why, if it ain't the mopey masochist mophead! Shouldn't you be using your body to clean!?"

Fukawa: "'Mopey masochist mophead'? Y-You're the one who polishes the floor with her groveling!"

Iruma: "Huh? There are far better things a genius like me could be doing besides cleaning! Like, I could use this time to invent something that'll let me clean the floor in my sleep!"

Fukawa: "sigh It makes me infinitely happy that I will never have to see your face after graduation."

Iruma: "W-What...? But normally you'd never have the chance to be this close to a genius. Oh, since you're so mirror-breakingly hideous... you can't stand being near a beauty like me!"

Fukawa: "The only working part of your brain is the part that invents useless shit!"

Iruma: "Eureka! You only act like a stuck-up bitch cuz you can't admit how lonely you really are!"

Fukawa: "Wh-Where did that come from!?"

Iruma: "A day without me is like a day without sunlight so I understand why you'd feel so lonely. I guess I can let you bow before my genius. Every beauty needs a beast, after all!"

Fukawa: "You're the one who's lonely! B-Because no one can put up with your filthy mouth!"

Iruma: "Y-Yeah right... Nothing relieves me more than distancing myself from plebs like you. I'm a genius, after all... Most people don't have what it takes to get on my level."

Fukawa: "No wonder you don't have friends..."

Iruma: "Grgh!"