Pravda High School. The second-best Sensha-Do team, and most recent victors of the tournament.

As always, Katyusha acted high in pride. All of you were sat inside the student council office. Well, not that there is a student council. Katyusha's rule is absolute, after all.

The next annual tournament was upcoming. And your opponents? Anzio High School. What'll most likely be a massacre, nonetheless.

Katyusha perched herself atop the main desk overlooking the entrance. With you, Klara, and Nonna sitting adjacent to the table. The dictator, and her most trusted executive officers

The light poured in through the windows, the leaves of a plant brushed against a leather couch, it was... oddly peaceful.

Katyusha: "Ahahahaha! We've got a fight against nobodies. It'll be an easy victory for Pravda." She cackled, leaning forward on the desk with a wide grin.

Nonna: "Mhm... our chances are high." The tall beauty nods. Slowly sipping on her tea while glancing at Klara. "Полагаю, вы тоже так думаете?"

The switch of languages was unexpected. Nonna's voice was as calm and unhurried as ever. Katyusha stared dumbfounded, all the while Klara nodded. Fully understanding what was just spoken.

Klara: "Правильный." She nods, smiling softly while conversing in their mother tongue.

Katyusha, of course, couldn't speak Russian. And as always, this pisses her off.

Katyusha: "Oi! The hell are you talking about? Stop speaking Russian!" She shouts, folding her arms in a signature Katyusha pout.

The only people in the whole school who could get away with annoying Katyusha, her own executive officers.

Nonna: "Apologies." There was doubt about the sincerity behind that apology, which only frustrates Katyusha even more.

Katyusha: "Hey!" She growled, grinding her teeth. All the while Nonna and Klara went back to sipping their tea.

Yours, of course, sat besides you. Untouched, steam gently rising from the mug.

Nonna took notice of this, turning her gaze towards you. Her expression as unflappable as ever, albeit her eyes betrayed some mild confusion.

Nonna: "You haven't touched the tea." She said. Straightforward as always.

Both Klara and Katyusha turned their gazes to you as well. Katyusha feigning indifference while Klara tilted her head, assessing you.

Katyusha: "Oi! Just drink that damn thing already." She huffs, pointing dramatically at you.

What do you do?