One of the students in Touma Kamijou's class was named Seiri Fukiyose.
She had a strong sense of responsibility, and she'd been working on the
Daihasei Festival executive committee until just a few days ago. Her black hair
was tucked behind her ears, and her chest was on the large side for a student.
She gave off the impression that she was fussy about rules and regulations—a
textbook and a notebook were already out on her desk despite the class still
being on break. She wore a long-sleeved sailor uniform, and aside from her skirt
being a bit short, everything from her scarf to her slippers was measured and
standardized.
She also found it fun to collect mail-order health products. Possibly due to a
complex about it, nobody knew about her hobby…aside from a certain boy.
She was in her seat, not in any rush to compare homework or notes with
others, making idle conversation with the classmate who sat next to her, Aisa
Himegami, when…
"Is Fukiyose in there?!"
Bang!! The classroom door had barely opened before a shout from that
direction made her flinch. The ones asking after her were the Idiot Delta Force
of their class—Kamijou, Blue Hair, and Tsuchimikado. They'd caused all sorts of
problems in the past, and Fukiyose had sworn to herself she would remain calmno matter what happened when dealing with these three.
Kamijou, though, had other ideas.
"I'll never ask you for anything else ever, Fukiyose! Let me have a rub!!"
The big-breasted girl heard a single, strange crack in her mind.
Before the word calm could even reach her brain, she'd already intercepted
the charging Motoharu Tsuchimikado and Blue Hair with straight punches and
rattled Touma Kamijou in that hard forehead of his as he grimaced at seeing the
other two get mowed down. She looked down at the villains writhing on the
floor and dusted herself off before their 135-centimeter-tall female teacher,
Komoe Tsukuyomi, entered the room.
"Okay, everyone! I'll be teaching you chemistry for today's last class, and…
Gyaaahhh?! A lawless battle between delinquents?! Is this what my peaceful
class has transformed into?!"
"It was for the sake of peace."
"What in the world happened? Fuki, you're acting like you're part of a
peacekeeping brigade!!"
Komoe almost sounded like she was crying. From the floor, Kamijou let out a
groan and said, "M-Ms. Komoe…Nobody did anything wrong, really…"
"Then why did this happen?!" Komoe cried.
Kamijou raised a shaky finger at somewhere a little below Seiri Fukiyose's
face. "…It's just, Fukiyose's got stuff that feels really good, and she won't let us
have even a little rub!!"
That was enough for Komoe to blush fiercely and fall over backward. Fukiyose
didn't check on her—instead she clenched her fist and slowly moved in to
continue her assault.