You pressed your fingers against your temples. The constant throbbing headache distracted you from the work you needed to do. Bam sat patiently behind you, massaging your shoulders while the rest of Team Shibisu and Team Sweet and Sour made a commotion in the room.

They could have chosen any place in the base to play and fight, but they only had to choose the room you were working in.

You counted to ten. You tried to calm yourself down. But when a ball hit you in the side of the head, you finally lost control.

"That's it." You jumped up from your seat and summoned your beacon, pulling out your spear and freezing everyone with its icy glare. "Prepare to die."

Like an angry kitten, you spat and hissed at the team and raised your spear, prepared to fight.

Honey,* Bam called gently from beside you, interrupting the tense and violent atmosphere,* don't you need to go get your manicure?