Jumping up and down was an angry Ayumi, unsatisfied of how she didn't receive her eggplant sandwich from her mother. "Damn it! Damn it! Now how am I suppose to impress Satoshi?!" While saying it out loud in frustration, she became unaware of her surroundings, leading her to accidentally killing a Goomba. Realizing the weight and sticky fluid under her feet, she stops jumping and scans down. "What the fuck?" Scratching the backside of her head in a puzzled matter, Yoshiki suddenly appears right behind her, rubbing his butt with his two hands. As if he's experiencing some kind of rash, or maybe he loves how his cheeks feel.

"Hey Shinozaki, what's the matter?" The blonde headed boy asked, directing the twin pigtail girl away from the mess beneath her. "Nigga, it doesn't involve you." Ayumi replied. With that answer, the gray eyed boy takes a few steps back, unveiling a scowl and producing a few tears from his eyes. "I'm not black..." Wiggling his lips, he begins sobbing and flailing his arms in the air. "I want to be your eggplant sandwich!" Yoshiki said in a high girly voice, bringing distraught from Ayumi. "Lol, you're a flower."

With that being said, she jumps up twenty feet in the air and tries to land on Yoshiki's head, repeating the similar accident from the Goomba. "...Shinozaki, I could make you a egg-!" Unable to be heard out completely in time, the small girl landed on the blonde headed boy and turned him into monkey juice, summoning all the ants from nearby bushes, commencing them to suck all the remains of what was once Yoshiki. "Serves you right! Pervert!" Ayumi proclaims, while continuing to Kisaragi Academy. She was now unsure what to do, if she couldn't have a eggplant sandwich, she would have to retreat to something other. In the meantime of contemplating and pacing herself forward, she abruptly burps, unleashing a swarm of dirty bubbles from her nostrils.

"God, not only I have to worry about my filthy shoes... now my nose!" Ayumi said to herself.

*Snap*

"Huh... is someone taking pictures?!" Turning around, the small girl sees Morishige with his phone out, Aiming it towards her. "…" No response being made, the blue headed boy begins to laugh like a clown, seemingly to be enjoying his twisted pleasure of capturing dirty bubbles from the Class Rep's nose.