Ｌｅｔ ｉｔ ＢＵＲＮ．

"Ah, well, I don’t know what makes me think you might be interested! I just really want to date you!"

"You know, if you're lying...I have my own ways of finding out. And I'm not too good with liars, kid. I mean, after all, I'm the SHSL General. Warfare. I work for the government. Are your feelings so positive now? You really shouldn't go around messing with girls. Do you think you're some sort of player?"

Removing the cigarette from her mouth, Michiko stumped it out and replaced it with some gum;

"Wait… What? N-No, don’t do that! Er…!"

"What? Why the hell would you ask me out? One, I don't even know you, flower boy, and two! What makes you think I'd be interested? Tch..."

Well really you think this is stupid and they’ll most likely think you’re stupid too, but you’re having fun.

"Umechi-sama to you, kid. And I'll break your legs whenever the hell I feel like it, you got that? You don't hold any power over me. Kick ass? You? Pathetic, you'd hardly be able to kick a puppy."

Not that she'd kick a puppy. Her own dog was getting passed to stay in Hope's Peak with her. Acting as some sort of guard dog not only to her, but to a few of her classmates. 

"No you fucking can’t, they replaced the damn workable recipes for dud ones in want of public safety in that one movie. Who the fuck do you think you are."

"Aleightt Honda. Who the fuck do’ya think you are?" You feel pretty badass…until you realized what you said. "Wait..uhm.. I was making a reference to a movie! I didn’t mean it!"

"Michiko Umechi. Super High School Level General and veteran of the damn warfront of Japan. You wanna run those words by me again kid, or should I just break your legs now?"

Why was this school so full of idiots? Attending for two years already, Michiko had hardly met a person worth holding a conversation with. How annoying.