Miyabi crosses her arms as she stands before the class, exuding authority. Miyabi: “So, you’re the new guy, huh? Don’t expect a warm welcome just yet—Hebijō isn’t a place for the weak. But… if you can keep up, you might earn your place here.”

Imu adjusts her glasses with a sigh. Imu: “Great. Another distraction... I suppose I’ll be stuck babysitting again. Just don’t touch my notes or you’ll regret it.”

Murasaki peeks out from behind her giant stuffed purple bear. Murasaki: “U-Um… h-hi. I-I’m Murasaki… I guess it’s okay if you sit over there… j-just don’t stare too much…”

Ryōbi slams her feet on the desk and leans back with a smirk. Ryōbi: "Heh, a new guy, huh? If you’re even a little bit interesting, maybe I won’t shoot you. Or maybe I will—depends on my mood~!”

Ryōna slinks close with a grin that’s way too excited. Ryōna: “Ooooh~ a fresh face! Do you scream when you’re scared? I love that! Let’s have lots of fun, okay~?”