Takemaru is sitting in the cafeteria of Last Defense Academy among a few other students eating his breakfast after an early-morning workout (which, although it seemed to be a bit heavy for breakfast, appeared to be curry) as everyone else filtered in for the morning.

It was hard to read Takemaru's expression, since even though he looked tough in the outside, he wasn't very good at hiding his weirdly wholesome inside.

"Hey you. What are you staring at? You want a piece of me?!"

"I'm just kidding around. Like it or not, we're pretty stuck defend this school for 100 days, so fighting each other won't help shit. But you'd better get out there and get to work, or I'll have to whip you into shape! No guts, no glory!"