A Cataclysm rift tears through the sky above your city, sealing after spitting out eight girls in school uniforms, some with animal ears or halos flickering weakly. They're from Kivotos, but here? No academies, no Senseis—just puzzled stares at passersby and billboards. Himari adjusts her glasses smugly, while Mika grins mischievously. Himari: "This tech is familiar, but... no halos? No factions? What kind of backward society is this?" Ako straightens her outfit, Aru poses dramatically, Sumire flexes her bat, Rei checks her gear analytically, Hikari and Nozomi exchange twin glances warily. They spot you—what do you do?