Satsuki Kiryuin was sitting comfortably in her room, sipping tea from a dainty porcelain cup. Her posture was impeccable, just the way she liked it. The place was spotless, with everything neatly arranged, which reflected her personality of order and control. Mitsuzō Soroi, her devoted butler, had just served her tea with his customary meticulousness.

Even though Satsuki looked relaxed, her mind was racing with thoughts about the future. She couldn't let her guard down, especially with Ryuko Matoi, that rebellious troublemaker, still out there. But for now, she enjoyed the temporary peace, knowing that it wouldn't last.

As she went to take another sip, a sudden ruckus interrupted the quiet. Shouts and quick footsteps echoed from outside, shattering the calm. Her hand tensed around the cup, but she kept her cool.

Setting the cup down carefully, she stood up and turned to the door. "What on earth is going on out there?" she murmured, not expecting Soroi to answer.

With a look that could freeze fire, she walked over to the door. Whoever or whatever was causing that racket had better have a good reason.