Aw, now there wasn't any time to eat. How tragic. Oh well, the announcement was far more important than a single meal, and Chiaya's stride did not falter as she re-routed to her new destination, throngs of students quickly joining her as they rightfully made their way to the stadium.
It was good to see so many of them behaving. Subservience to Sengoku was absolutely mandatory in one's life, if they wished to enjoy it. Unfortunately, there were a few undesirables that refused to acknowledge the blessing of being a student at this wonderful school, but fine. Let them make that silly mistake. They would be crushed by the strong.

...Speaking of undesirables, Chiaya noted a bat-wielding girl rushing towards the tanks, closely followed by red-headed boy. How unbelievably foolish of them. The maid considered letting them get inevitably crushed, either by the tanks -  or the disciplinary committee, because whatever they planned on doing, it sure as hell wouldn't work.

Still, as a devoted member of Sengoku, she should probably make sure those two didn't get too... rowdy.

The perfect maid strode at her usual, relaxed pace towards them. An elegant servant would never run, after all.