All too quickly, the start of the next day in their strange and, honestly terrifying, school life had arrived. The warning bell had just rung when Luluco narrowly arrived to class on time, no thanks to Midori purposely setting her alarm clock two hours behind. She still didn't know how they were able to find her, Midori, and Nova's shared residence, but considering that her best friend is a three-eyed alien, her crush was devoid of emotion, and she was sitting in a classroom of weirdos from other universes, she decided not to question it.

Having a little time before class, started, Luluco pulled out a sheet of paper and decided to wrote a letter to her father.

'Hey, dad, it's Luluco,' Luluco mentally recited as she wrote down the words in her universe's alien language. 'I know it might sound weird, though probably not as much compared to all the other weird stuff that's happened, but I'm currently pursuing a new 'school life' in a strange new world. I hope it will turn out normal enough – '

"Hey, give that back, you redheaded bitch!"

"Screw you, closet pervert, I got it first!"

"Yay! Michiru, I'm flying!"

"Put Jackie down!"

Luluco looked up from her letter and looked to her right. The American girl – Amanda, if she remembered right – was standing on a desk trying to keep a package of melon bread away from the delinquent in the black sailor suit. When Amanda refused to hand it over, the delinquent suddenly grabbed the little guy called Jackie and started swinging him around like a baseball bat, much to the tanuki girl's shock.

'Then again, that might be asking too much…' Luluco thought, sweatdropping.

TRIGGER QUARTET

Episode Three: Deadlock! Classmates

The final bell rang, signaling the start of classes, and everyone took their seats. Amanda had won what would go down in history as 'The Great Bread Battle', making a show of eating it and leaning forward in her desk enough so that Ryuko could see it. The dark-haired delinquent cursed under her breath and pointedly looked away. In the back row, poor Jackie was lying on his back on top of his desk, his eyes a pair of anime spirals, and Michiru looked at her friend pitifully.

And that was before Mikisugi-Sensei showed up, looking just as shabby and lethargic as the first day. He didn't even ask why one of his students was ruffed up and unconscious; her just opened his book and started taking attendance.

Luluco sighed and thought, 'How did my life turn out like this? All I've ever wanted was a normal life. Going to a normal school, making normal friends, having normal after school activities, and going home to a normal house and normal dinner and going to bed normally…. And now, I going to school in the least normal place in the universe full of abnormal classmates…. Still….'

Luluco cast a glance around the classroom. Satsuki was trying to get as close to her baby sister as humanly possible, ignoring the protests of said baby sister. Akko was on her knees, begging Lotte to let her see her homework, completely forgetting that it was only the second day of school and that they didn't have homework. The Beastmen were sitting in the back, completely lost in their own little world and not pay attention to the chaos around them.

'When you look at it, it does seem kinda peaceful compared to Ogikubo,' thought Luluco, 'but it's still the weirdest bunch of people I've ever seen. Everyone is so different, like we were all slapped together at random. And Chief Over Justice is the principle, and Miss Secretary is the vice-principle? Is this some kind of joke? And the teacher is….'

She looked up at Mikisugi-sensei as he finished taking attendance. The disheveled man took off his glasses and started cleaning them on his shirt when his whole demeanor suddenly changed. For a split second, he went from sloven to dashing as bright lights magically appeared in the background behind him, almost similar to the unexplained lights that Satsuki Kiryuin used to burn Michiru's retinas. And it might have been her imagination, but she could have sword that his clothes were starting to unbutton themselves….

Everything went back to normal when Mikisugi-sensei put his glasses back on like it never happened. The whole thing was so absurd, Luluco wondered if she imagined it.

'Nothing in my life has been normal ever since I joined the Space Patrol,' Luluco thought, grimacing, 'but this is just taking it to a whole new level….'

"All right, class, eyes up front," Mikisugi called everyone's attention. "Before we start with today's lessons, there were two students yesterday who nearly broke the rules after school. I am referring to your altercation with Ogami, Miss Kiryuin. Violence may have been permitted in Honnoji, but it's strictly forbidden here."

"You started a fight, Sats?" Ryuko looked at her sister, bewildered. "That's normally something I would do."

"I didn't fight them," said Satsuki coolly. "I merely offered them a stern word of advice."

"So you threatened them," Ryuko simplified; Satsuki wisely chose to remain silent.

"I told you we were going to get in trouble," Michiru hissed to Shirou.

"I wasn't the one who started anything," Shirou huffed defiantly.

"No, but you egging her on didn't help!" Michiru snapped.

"That just won't do," said Mikisugi, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "You all need to get along here, or we'll have a problem. And maybe you'll have problems, too."

"I see, so that's how it is," said Diana softly, which carried throughout the nearly silent classroom.

"What's how it is?" Lotte asked curiously, turning in her seat to face the English girl. "Did you figure something out, Diana?"

"Possibly," Diana answered with a shrewd expression. "The man before us, this…Mikisugi-sensei, is implying that any acts which would endanger our 'school life' are strictly forbidden."

"As if that wasn't obvious from the get-go," said Sucy dryly.

"I believe I understand what Miss Cavendish is trying to say," said Inumuta as he rose from his seat, attracting everyone's attention. "I will give you a simple explanation: Assume that we have been trapped in this world and forced to become students."

"Trapped?" said Nina curiously.

"Is that right?" said Jakuzure.

"That's the observation you were going for, was it not, Miss Cavendish?" said Inumuta, glancing sideways at the English girl.

"That is very astute of you, Mr. Inumuta," said Diana with a tone of respect for the bespectacled man. "For those of you who do not understand the full implications, I will say it plainly in very clear terms…. We may assume that this world is a nexus between all of our realities. Though all of our worlds are different, there seems to be something that they all have in common that has drawn us together in one place. That being said, we can also assume that this world is covered in some sort of a barrier which exerts a compulsory effect on those within it. The details elude us for the moment, but one likely assumption is that any act that threatens our 'school life' may render us unable to return home."

"Oh, so that's it," said Nazuna hummed thoughtfully.

"So that's why we were told to refrain from acts of violence," said Nova, nodding. "I imagine this rule must be difficult for the violent animals sitting in the back, fighting against their baser instincts."

"What was that?!" Marie snapped.

"Say that to my face!" Shirou snarled, slamming his fists on his desk

"Wait, please, he's wasn't being mean – he's just emotionally stunted!" Luluco yelped desperately.

"What the four-eyes and the Brit brat say makes sense," said Midori, who had been absently playing with her phone the whole time. "It looks like for now, we'll just have to accept things as they are."

"Yes, yes, I'm sure you all have a lot you want to say to each other," Mikisugi interrupted, "but class has already started, so let's cut the chatter." He reached under his desk and pulled out a small stack of papers. "Everybody, take one of these flyers and pass them back to the person behind you."

He handed one stack to the six people sitting in the front row, who took one and passed it back to the person sitting behind them as instructed. Luluco took her row's stack from Sucy, slid one onto her desk, and passed it over her shoulder to Shirou. The rookie space cop picked up the flyer, staring at the sheet with a raised brow as she read:

A WAY TO BE CLOSER FRIENDS
1ST ANNUAL HIDDEN TALENT SHOW

Our class will be holding a talent show this week
to allow us to get to know each other better.
All students must prepare one special talent to
introduce to the class. Participation is mandatory.

"…Eh?" Luluco squeaked.

Several hours of lectures (which everyone strangely can't remember anything about), the blessed bell rings for lunch period. Michiru, Nazuna, Nina, and Jackie picked up their lunches (which was actually pretty good compared to what Michiru ate at her regular school.) The girls from Luna Nova took up two tables near the back of the cafeteria; Akko and Amanda looked like they were in the early stages of food fight, so Michiru's group took a seat on the opposite side of the room away from the imminent food carnage.

"Hey, Michiru," said Nina, who swallowed an entire mackerel whole. Michiru didn't even bat an eye at this, already accustomed to Beastmen eating habits. "What kind of things are you supposed to do for a talent show?"

"Hmm…," Michiru hummed, biting off half of an entire sweet potato. "Simple party tricks and stuff?"

"Party tricks?" Nina repeated.

"Yeah, just show everybody a talent you have that others don't," said Michiru.

"You mean that creepy thing you do where you stretch your arms like that dumbass from the pirate manga," said Nazuna with an edge of mockery in her tone.

"Hey, it's not…okay, yeah, it's a little creepy," Michiru admitted. "But that's still hurtful!"

"It's not my fault you turned out to be a weird science-y freak of nature," said Nazuna.

"Uh, no, it is totally 100% percent your fault," said Michiru, giving her an unimpressed look. "Remember? I saved you from getting run over by a bus? We both went to the hospital because of it? The headcanon is that's where we were experimented on and mutated into Beastmen? Any of this ringing a bell to you?" Nazuna looked away suspiciously. "Oy, don't try to run away from this…."

"What are you going to do for the talent show?" Jackie asked curiously, attempting to swallow a foot-long sub whole.

Michiru chuckled cockily, and said, "Just you wait. I just might have an amazing talent that will amaze everyone!"

"You don't," Nazuna stated instantly.

"Why are you such a jerk now?!" Michiru cried. "You used to be such a nice girl!"

"But you know," said Nina, holding her hands out to keep them apart, "if Michiru does have some amazing talent, I'd love to see it."

"I want to see Michiru's secret talent," said Jackie…who had somehow managed to fit the whole sub in his mouth, stretching his cheek ridiculously far.

"You see, that's how good friends are supposed to act!" said Michiru, staring pointedly at Nazuna. "I promise I'll show you something that will knock your socks off!"

"But I don't wear sock," said Nina absently; Michiru sweatdropped.

While everyone else was out to lunch, Nova was strutting through the halls with his perpetual lack of expression as he looked back and forth between the rooms, looking for something.

"A talent show?" Nova said to himself. "Sounds like a waste of time to me."

Coming from the opposite direction, Sanageyama and Gamagoori noticed Nova heading their way and suddenly stopped, seemingly stepping out of his path out of politeness. But the emotionless space cop didn't miss the strange looks they were giving him as he walked past (even more so considering one of them was blind.) He walked a few more paces and still felt their gazes lingering on his back. Nova stopped in the middle of the hallway and turned back to them.

"Is there something I can help you with?" he asked.

"Oh, forgive us for being rude," Gamagoori apologized. "It's really nothing but – "

"Then I guess there's no reason to talk to you," Nova said, spinning around abruptly. "Good day."

"Wow, that was rude," said Sanageyama…who was facing the opposite direction of Nova.

Jakuzure had been coming from the same direction as Gamagoori and Sanageyama when she saw the brief exchange take place. The short conductor stood aside as the emotionless boy walked by, but did not say anything to him as he passed, nor did Nova stop to talk. She waited until Nova had disappeared around the corner before approaching her allies in the Student Council.

"Hey, Toad, Kanto Monkey – "

"Don't call me that," Sanageyama grumbled.

" – what was up with the blonde space case?" asked Jakuzure, completely ignoring Sanageyama's complaints. "Did you say something stupid again?"

"Is that really how you think of us?" asked Gamagoori, grimacing.

"We didn't even get a chance to say anything before he totally blew us off," Sanageyama defended. "Kinda reminds me of Lady Satsuki back in the day. You know, before the whole sister-complex thing took over."

"Agreed," said Gamagoori, nodding. "The cold, unfeeling gaze of a true warrior…. And now Lady Satsuki is practically clinging to Matoi twenty-four-seven these days. It's both hearten yet sad to see a proud warrior fall from grace."

"Hey, maybe now I can finally kick her butt and then I'll take over," said Sanageyama, laughing at his own joke.

Jakuzure, on the other hand, did not find this amusing, and plainly told them, "I'm telling Lady Satsuki said that."

Gamagoori and Sanageyama instantly shut up, both of there characters models completely losing color.

Nova could hear their pleas for mercy from down the hall, but did not think anything of it as he searched through the windows into the other rooms.

"I can't help but wonder what the manager is thinking," Nova hummed to himself. "If I could find his office, maybe he could explain himself. Now where is…." He stopped noticing a small sign attached above the door that said 'Teacher's Office' in kanji."Hmm…maybe Mikisugi-sensei can tell me where his office is."

He walked inside, looked around at the rows of teacher's desks grouped together, and spotted a head of blue hair near the window, but it didn't belong to Mikisugi. Instead, he found a young woman with long flowing dark-blue hair tied into a pony tail over her right shoulder and a pair of oval glasses. She dressed in a dark violet hooded dress with a flame-like pattern on the bottom and a pointed hat with a crescent moon buckle on the rim.

The unknown woman seemed to be shuffling through some papers on her desk. Nova approached the teacher quietly and said, "Excuse me – ", but the woman seemed to be easily startled as she jumped in her seat with a frightened yelp, sending her papers flying everywhere. Nova watched without any expression as the woman did a sort of clumsy dance trying to recover her paperwork, unintentionally hitting the desk with her knee and sending all her books crashing to the floor. The blue-haired woman moaned pitifully, and started to clean up her mess, sulking.

"Is this a bad time?" Nova asked after giving her a moment to calm down.

"Oh?" the woman looked up, blinking her burgundy eyes curiously at him. "Oh, sorry you had to see that. You're…Alpha Omega Nova, right? From Class 3?"

"That's correct," Nova nodded. "I don't believe I've met you before, Miss…"

"Ursula," the blue-haired woman answer. "I'm Ursula Callistis. Oh, but call me Professor Ursula. I am one of your teachers – "

"I haven't accepted you as my teacher," Nova said bluntly; Ursula looked like she had been smacked across the face. "I'm looking for General Manager Over Justice. Where is his office? I need to speak to him."

"Uh, Nova, you shouldn't talk to a teacher like that," said Ursula anxiously. "You're all students here at this school. You're here to experience school life. So, you need to act like students. Understand?"

Nova stared at her for a moment, and said, "I suppose. Please tell General Manager Over Justice that Nova wants to see him soon."

"All right," Ursula accepted. "I'll make sure he gets the message. Now, lunch break is almost over. Please return to your classroom."

Nova nodded his head in silent acceptance and walked out, closing the door quietly behind him. Ursula waited until she couldn't hear Nova's retreating footsteps before leaning forward with an exhausted sigh.

"I always seem to end up with the most heavy-handed students, don't I?" said Ursula tiredly. "Still, I suppose it's better to get out of your comfort zone every once in a while. I just hope the other students are adjusting well. And hopefully they aren't doing anything too crazy…hopefully…."

Luluco and Midori sat alone in a bench outside during lunch period; Luluco with her homemade bento that she made this morning ("The kitchen was surprisingly well stocked," she said) and Midori with whatever she managed to snatch with her Black Hole App (a chicken croquette).

It was very rare to see the two of them together; Luluco couldn't remember the last time they hung out without Nova in between them. That being said, the two of them just sat together in painfully awkward silence, Luluco eating her lunch quietly and Midori playing around on her cell phone…. Silence…more silence…it was now starting to physically hurt Luluco's stomach (or that could have been the beef that she may or may not have undercooked.) She needed to say something – ANYTHING!

"So how're you holdin' up?" Midori asked suddenly, to Luluco's surprise.

"Er, what do you mean?" Luluco replied slowly.

"This whole 'traveling-to-an-alternate-universe-and-forced-to-do-school-life' business?" Midpri clarified. "I figured you'd be freaking out over his un-normal it was."

"Oh, I'm over that now," said Luluco, staring wistfully at the clouds. "I don't know, when you compare it to all the weird things we've already been through, this place seems normal by comparison – "

Luluco's words were cut off by a rumble like thunder, feeling the ground quake beneath them. A second passed and another rumble roared witgh another tremor. And then another. And another…. The Space Patrol girls turned to the left as a colossal figure suddenly appeared around the corner of the school building, stomping its way across the yard one ground shaking footstep at a time.

It was a gigantic mecha, though it had no distinguishing features other than the giant metal pirate hat that looked to have been thrown on at the last minute. In between the joints, Luluco noticed a bunch of glowing red threats that looked like veins for the mecha. Those were Life Fiber, Luluco recognized from their absurd visit to the Life Fiber Planet.

The mecha stopped in the middle of the yard and turned with a loud whirling noise to Luluco and Midori, as if sensing their stares. The plate on its chest hissed, exhaling jets of steam, and opened sideways to reveal the hidden cockpit. If she were being honest, Luluco wasn't the least bit surprised to see the German witch – Constanze – sitting at the steering wheel while Inumuta and Iori were on the computers either side of her.

"Oh, don't mind us," said Inumuta nonchalantly. "We're just taking our science project out for a walk."

"Carry on with your meal," said Iori casually.

And just like that, Constanze closed the hatch and the thirty-foot mecha stomped out of sight.

"Yeah, totally normal," Midori said sarcastically.

"Well, it can't be any weirder than shoplifting with black holes," said Luluco, grinning slightly.

"Eh, good point," Midori conceded, taking a huge bite of her stolen croquette. "So, what, you're okay with being stuck here?"

"I never said that," said Luluco, shaking her head. "I like how normal this place is, but I still miss my dad. And maybe my mom, even just a little bit. But I just don't know how we're supposed to get back…. Hey, what about your black hole – "

"Already tried that," Midori cut her off. "It's like the nerds said; there's some barrier around this world that's blocking out my app. And that thing was my biggest seller…."

"Yeah, I figured," said Luluco, sighing. "Well, I guess if your black hole technology isn't going to work, then I guess we have no choice. I just wish we had some kind of way….

"What're you guys going to do for the talent show?"

"I don't know. The whole thing seems dumb. I might just skip it."

"Mikisugi-sensei said attendance was mandatory."

Luluco raised her head to the chattering voice to the pathway on their right. She spotted Akko and the Luna Nova group walking back from the cafeteria, talking very loudly as they walked by Luluco and Midori's bench.

"We should all have something prepared for the upcoming talent show," said Diana, crossing her arms firmly like the matter was settled. "Something that shows the honor and pride of Luna Nova Academy."

"Maybe I could show them my mushroom collection," Sucy suggested with a wicked smile.

"We wanna impress them, not kill them," said Amanda, giving the Filipino a dry look.

"Can't we do both?" Sucy asked earnestly.

"What're you going to do for the talent show, Akko?" said Lotte.

Akko chuckled condescendingly with her nose upturned, and said, "I already know what I'm doing. I'm going to do an amazing magic show with the power of" – she whipped out her gilded staff, raising it overhead like a mighty sword – "the Shiny Rod!"

"So your plan is to blow up the school?" said Amanda, smirking. "I can get behind that."

"I'm not going to blow up the school!" Akko shouted defensively. "I'm going to put on an amazing show! You'll see!"

"Performing a magic show might actually be a good idea," said Diana, much to the surprise of everyone. "When you look at it, we're the only ones in the school who can wield the magic. That will certainly make us stand out among our classmates…. Though I'm not sure we should be using the Shiny Rod for it. It might be a bit…much."

"You think I'm going to blow up the school, don't you?" Akko asked her with a blank stare; Diana refused to meet her eyes. "You guys have no faith in me! I can totally do this! I've already revived five of the seven Words and the Shiny Rod is the most powerful magic tool of all time! We could totally put on a great show with it!"

"We'll…think about it," Diana conceded gently. "Let's talk more after. Class is about to start."

Luluco watched the Luna Nova group disappear inside the building when an idea suddenly clicked in her head.

"That's it," Luluco murmured thoughtfully. "If Midori's technology doesn't work, then maybe…."

The final bell for the end of lunch period was about to ring any minute now. Because of Diana's insistence that they not be late, the girls of Luna Nova were already in their seats by the time the others started to show up. Akko was lying flat against her desk, dreading the next several hours of lectures that were undoubtedly to come (as if the lectures at Luna Nova weren't bad enough!) She didn't notice the door being thrown open or the patter of footsteps approaching her seat until someone slammed their hands on her desk, making Akko sit up in her seat with a frightened yelp.

Much to Akko's surprise, the Japanese witch found herself caught in a classic stare down with the redheaded girl from the space cop group – Luluco, if she remembered right. For some reason, the Space Patrol officer was staring at her with a very determined look, which make Akko feel uncomfortable.

"Uh, can I help you?" asked Akko tentatively.

"I need to talk to you," said Luluco resolutely. "It's super important."

"Huh? You…wanna talk to me?" Akko repeated uncertainly, pointing to herself. "As in me? Akko Kagari? Not Diana?"

"You're the one with that super powerful magic wand, right?" said Luluco.

"Actually, it's called the Shiny Rod, but yeah," said Akko, nodding.

"When classes are over, please come to the park near the school," Luluco requested.

"Uh, I'm okay with talking here," said Akko.

"No, I want to talk in private," Luluco insisted.

"Is there any particular reason why you want to talk to our friend out of the blue like this?" Diana questioned suspiciously. "And want to speak in privately for that matter?"

"Maybe it's a love confession!" Mako suggested innocently. "And Luluco-chan wants to go somewhere private because she's too shy to express her feelings!"

A moment of tense silence passed over the classroom…. Akko and Luluco broke out in sputtering shouts, both equally red in the face. Amanda and Sucy were cackling insanely at the absurdity of the idea that anyone would confess feelings for Akko, and Midori was laughing at the idea that Luluco would ever have the balls to make a confession. Lotte had a dreamy sort of look in her eyes before she whipped out a pen and notepad from her desk and started writing at super sonic speed.

And no one noticed that Diana had suddenly gone stiff in her chair, still as a statue, her eyes glazed and lifeless.

"I-It's not like that, I swear!" Luluco screeched shrilly. "M-my heart already belongs to Nova – I promise!"

"C-confession!" Akko stammered embarrassingly, seemingly not hearing Luluco's frantic screams. "I-I've never been confessed to before! I mean, there was that messed up situation with the Cupid Bee where Andrew and Diana told me they loved me – "

Diana had a strong desire for lightning to strike her down where she sat, set her ablaze, and have her ashes carried away by the winds.

"Eh, a love confession, huh?" said Jakuzure, watching the scene with an amused grin. "Hey, Gamagoori, when're you gonna make your confession?"

"B – what're you talking about?!" Gamagoori howled, his face turning the color of brick. "I don't have feelings for Mankanshoku!"

"She never said anything about Mako?" Ryuko pointed out teasingly; Gamagoori slid down his seat and somehow managed to hide his hulking frame underneath the desk.

"Seriously, it's not a confession!" Luluco cried. "She's a girl – "

"Yeah, that's not really an issue where we're from," said Amanda cockily, leaning back with her hands behind her head. "Seriously, you should see all the fanfiction we have back home – "

"But we've only just met!" Luluco yelled.

"It doesn't matter how long you've known someone!" Nina shouted suddenly, jumping out of her seat.

"Nina, please don't get involved," Michiru pleaded.

"When you're falling in love," Nina declared passionately, "it doesn't matter how long you've known someone!"

"It's kind of amazing in its own way that you would say that so openly," said Nazuna, quirking her brow.

"Sounds like someone's speaking from experience," said Marie mischievously; Nina looked down, playing with her hands shyly, her dark cheeks spattered with traces of pink.

"Look," Luluco sighed exasperatedly, looking back at Akko. "Can we just talk, please? I promise it's not a love confession."

"Sure, I guess it's okay," said Akko after calming down. "We could go now, if you want."

"Now works fine," Luluco agreed.

Akko rose from her seat and diligently followed the Space Patrol officer out the door, completely ignoring the fact that their lessons were going to start in less than a minute.

"What do you think they're going to talk about?" asked Lotte curiously.

"I still think it's a love confession," said Mako strongly.

Those words seemed to jar Diana out of her self-induced trance as the blonde witch snapped her head up with a gasp and looked around quickly. In less than a second, she realized two things: Akko was gone, and that redheaded space girl was not in her seat either. Being the clever witch that she was, she was able to piece all of the clues together and come to an undeniable conclusion: Akko went to talk to the space girl in private.

Normally, such a thing wouldn't bother Diana, but Mako's words were buzzing around her head repeatedly like an angry bee:

"Love confession…love confession…love confession…"

Diana suddenly shot up out of her seat without a word, drawing strange looks from the rest of her classmates. She fast walked around the edge of the classroom that she was practically sprinting, dashing across the front toward the door, ignoring the dumbfounded stares she was getting. Unfortunately, Diana's escape route was blocked of by, to her astonishment, Professor Ursula, who had just walked into class with a stack of books under her arm.

"Oh, where are you going, Diana?" said Ursula, tilting her head curiously. "Class is about to begin."

"Please, professor, I need to be somewhere…," said Diana anxiously.

"Why? Is there an emergency? Did someone get hurt?" Ursula asked concerned.

"Well...no…," Diana answered hesitantly.

"Then you can take care of it after class," said Ursula. "Now, please take your seat."

"But I – "

But the blonde witch's words fell on deaf ears as Ursula closed the door behind her and pulled her student by the hood of her uniform, dragging the flailing girl back to her seat.

And that's why you don't let your girl out of your sight, Diana.

You all knew I wasn't going to introduce Little Witch Academia into a story without bringing everyone's favorite clutzy (and major badass) teacher along for the ride. She has it bad enough trying to reign in Akko, so imagine how it will be trying to wrangle a small squad of Akkos. Press "F" to pay respects.

And if anyone can make a video of Trigger girls performing Isekai Girl's Talk, I will love you for it.