As more and more students filtered into Sengoku High School's stadium, it became quite apparent just how vast the student body of the school was. There were no empty seats, and some students had to sit on the floor, even with how massive the stadium was. It stood to reason, all students of high school age attended Sengoku. Shortly after Chinatsu had taken her place as the Student Council President, every other high school in Sengoku suffered a swift and violent end, their faculty and students absorbed into the monolithic educational facility. All students of Sengoku High School were expected to follow Chinatsu's iron-clad rule. All students were expected to show loyalty and a respect for order.

All students were expected to strive for nothing less than excellence. The President held herself to only the highest of standards and expected all students to follow suit.

Down, far below the highest seat in the stadium, there was a tall, vast spire with a long walkway that extended from its base. The top of the spire was a large, round room, high above even the tallest portion of the rest of the school. This was where the student council met to discuss matters. Far below, at the base of the tower, the walkway led to the stage. Seats for each of the student council members were present, but there was none for the President. For the president, there was only a microphone.

Hirayama Chinatsu did not sit during her addresses. With the stadium's design, the eye would always be draw to that stage. To the President herself. The student council members were not required to make themselves present on the stage, but one already had. The silver-haired form of the tiny Ito Akiko swiftly hopped atop her seat, a bright pink bench covered in stuffed animals, and laid on her side, supporting her head on her hand with a cheery smile.

The other seats were mostly the same, though one was shaped strangely like the symbol for yen.

It would be only a few moments until the President began her address.

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The barrels of the various tanks turned to aim at Eiko as she charged. This'd be a whole lot easier if she had her gang with her... but she could do it! These tanks were nothing! She glanced away from her charge to notice some redheaded guy offering some help, as she brought her bat down on the first of the vehicles, seconds before it could fire. There was a resounding crunch as the metal dented inwards and fractured, critical systems crippled as the front of the vehicle slammed into the concrete. The impact forced it further, and with a crashing sound a crater formed under the spot the tank had been struck in. Eiko hopped on top of it, grinning, and looked over her shoulder at the guy who had come out to help.

"Sure! My buddies are late anyway!" she said cheerfully, as the other tanks swiftly attempted to train their barrels on her. Of course, her cheer was cut short when one of the school's disciplinary officers showed up. Well damn, it was one of the more notorious ones too! Gaah, she didn't have time for something like this! Eiko had to cut her path right to the President and crash her address!

"Like hell I'd come quietly!" she snapped. The girl glanced towards one of the tanks. It was getting ready to fire... "You're wasting-"

The tank fired, the shell erupting from the barrel with a crack. As it hurtled towards Eiko, she drew her bat back and smacked the shell. It spiraled off course, hurtling towards Absul! "-My time!"

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Meanwhile, though commotion could definitely be heard, students were being strongly encouraged to come to the address and ignore it.

This one must have been important.