“Can you explain to me why you did what you did?”  

Touma Kamijou was being scolded by a tall female teacher in the staff room. Actually, he wasn’t the only person being scolded. Pierce Aogami and Motoharu Tsuchimikado were lined up next to him.   And behind those three stood Seiri Fukiyose whose angry face seemed to be asking why she was there also. The staff room was full of steel office desks cluttered with various objects. It was the lunch break, so there were plenty of teachers. Some were eating their bentos, some were grading tests, and some were sitting on electronic moving rocking horses that were supposed to help lower ones weight. 

Among them, one teacher was doing none of these things. Suama Oyafune was instead sitting on a cheap swivel chair crossing her legs covered in beige stockings, combing her black hair that looked as hard as metal, and glared at Kamijou and the others with sharp eyes through her inverted triangle glasses that were probably some expensive brand. 

“I’ll ask you again to explain to me why you were having a fight full of fists and burning souls in this place of learning.”  

She was met with silence. 

The news announcer could be heard from the TV on the wall. “As a result of the repeated demonstrations and protests, the Italian soccer league has announced that this morning’s game has been cancelled.”  

“You can’t explain it?” That upset math teacher who was wearing nothing but brand-name clothing was well-known in the school for being strict when it came to discipline. Kamijou’s class didn’t take any classes from her, so they hadn’t really crossed paths before, but she had caught them today. 

The head teacher of Kamijou’s class was Komoe Tsukuyomi, but not even she could keep track of what was going on in the classroom during the lunch break. Suama Oyafune had been walking by when they were in the middle of a fight and dragged them to the staff room. After a bit, Kamijou, one of the three idiots, started speaking. 

“But…” His gaze was set with resolve. “Pierce and I were arguing over whether red bunny girls or black bunny girls were better. And then Tsuchimikado comes in and starts spewing some ridiculous crap about white bunnies being the best ones!!”  

Suama fell right out of her chair with a loud crash. The loud noise shocked Kamijou, but it seemed his comment had shocked the teacher with the educator’s glasses even more. The math teacher moved her gaze from the three idiots to Seiri Fukiyose standing behind them. 

“D-don’t tell me you were taking part in this silly argument as well.”  

“I was just trying to get these idiots to shut up!! Why do I have to be dragged down here along with them!?” The blood vessels on Fukiyose’s temple bulged out as she yelled. 

When Oyafune had stepped into Kamijou’s class, Fukiyose had been holding Tsuchimikado in a headlock, kicking Pierce Aogami  to the ground, and hitting Touma Kamijou with her hard forehead all at the same time. She had clearly been the biggest bully at the scene. Meanwhile, Tsuchimikado who was wearing blue sunglasses turned to both sides and cried out. 

“Nyah! Hooray for DFC white bunnies!”  

Pierce Aogami couldn’t keep silent after hearing this. “Why is it always flat chests with you!? And you don’t really like bunnies at all! You’re just fine with anything loli!!” 

“That’s true. Be it a bunny girl outfit, a gymnastics leotard, or a school swimsuit, when put on the wonder that is a loli, the small distinctions between outfits are moot. So my argument is that lolis look good in whatever they wear, so a loli bunny girl is the best bunny girl!!”