Across the corner of the hall Rin leaned on the back wall scrolling through momosocial to pass time. Lying in wait, she would scour posts of the rather robust students, analyzing how they dress themselves scantily clad—either with cleavage or the sides of their breasts exposed to air. Any man would find himself staring if not sparing a glance at eye candy due to students' cultural differences in fashion.

Rin shifted her coat off shoulder so that her sleeveless armpits could serve men's gaze. That was the most skin she could expose given that she had to retain a professional office pencil skirt and tie. All being skin tight to her hourglass frame. Her own breasts were bulging. Was she more attractive with glasses on or off? The dilemma echoed in her thoughts.

Glasses off–

Glasses on.

Taking them off would be a betrayal of her character, and she didn't have the best sight at all.

The tap of heels in the hallway beside was her signal. Nagisa was approaching, likely to return papers to the break room in secret. Rin took note of his hiding and sneaking hours throughout the previous days. The time to strike was now.

As soon as he turned around the corner holding a stack of papers just as she predicted, she accidentally bumped into him, ramming her boobs in his face causing him to stumble back into the opposite wall. There, she cornered him, locking both sides with her arms, and pressing her chest against his.

"Wh-wh- Rin?!" Nagisa screamed with a face falling pale white and all his blood drained to repump his stopped heart. Her wide grin said it all that this was planned. The weight of her boobs over him clued him in that she chose not to wear a bra today. His mind was scrambling like a plate of scrambled eggs.

"G'day Sensei. You like..?" Rin's somber voice whispered close to his ear. Steam streamed in from nowhere and now Nagisa found himself in a doujinshi. Koharu would approve. "All of me could be yours. My ears, my legs… the pits."

"W-w-w–" Nagisa couldn't form a sentence, his eyes turned into spirals. As much as he wanted to accept, there was a catch to her deal.

Rin's voice lowered to ASMR levels. "All you have to do… is work."

"AAAIIEEEEEEEEEE!"

His ear piercing scream shuddered Rin to the core to the point where she instinctively backed off as if he was a ticking time bomb ready to explode. The agony of being Sensei. "Noooo, I don't wanna have sex!" He cried running down the halls as quickly as possible and in heels no less!

Once he was gone, Rin glanced down at the scatter papers littering the floor. She then sighed. "Maybe I'm the one overreacting…"


"I think he's in here." Saori said, pulling open a white door leading into a dark and cramped storage stacked with cardboard boxes that might as well have been the furniture of this room. She stepped in alongside Hiyori and flicked the lights on.

Hiyori was the first to walk further into the narrow room, her eyes scanning every nook and cranny before returning to Saori. "There's nothing but boxes in here."

"Check again."

Hiyori repeated the process on command, this time she returned to Saori's side informing, "There's still nothing but boxes! But I did notice a dust ball in the shape of a rat…"

"There's a rat in here!?" Said Nagisa, propping up his own cardboard box separate from the rest. Catching sight of two of GSC's newest students he quickly hid back under but it was too late. Saori stomped over to his hiding box and picked it up.

"!" An alarm rang in his head and he visibly flinched.

"Sensei…" Saori said in a disappointed tone. "Get up. We need your help."

Nagisa rapidly shook his head. "I can't..!"

"Y'know… I didn't believe he hid in boxes. But he does! He's just like me!" Hiyori exclaimed.

"There are riots occurring in the city. People are dissatisfied with the way GSC is running things and are calling for a revolution." Saori tossed the box. "Aoi wants us to check it out to confirm something."

Nagisa's eye twitched upon hearing city-riots. This sounded like something they could've done themselves, what did they need a Sensei there for? "I'll die if I go." He exposed his deep seated reason for refusal.

Saori agreed. "We probably don't need you, but we need Schale's authority." She pointed to Shittim Chest lying next to his butt. "You have that A.I… and you're old."

Nagisa looked at the tablet for a moment before placing his hand over the black screen. "You can't have it."

"That's why we need you." Saori's annoyance was starting to show through her gaze.

"Please, Sensei!" Hiyori bowed at a perfect 90 degree angle. "If we're going to die then let's all die together!"

Saori covered her face, familiar with the quote. "Hiyori, that's… you're forgetting the context…"

"I advise investigating." The dark Arona interjected in his head. "There may be an anomaly present at that location."

"I guess it can't be helped. Gah, Hiyori is so cute like Hifumi!" Nagisa's mind echoed back. Somewhere the dark Arona grumbled something about priorities in the wrong order. "I'll go..?" He said.

"Splendid. Hiyori, capture formation II!"

"Okay!"

Both girls hoisted him up off his ass like a group of villagers taking a refugee by force. The manner of importance everyone placed on his shoulders was unwarranted especially given that all he wanted to do was be left alone in sorrows. It always returned to "But he's the best we've got damnnit!" words he remembered Rin uttered when eavesdropping the weekly meeting he never attended.


He was whisked to the ruins of a familiar district. Passing a coffee shop, donut place, and broken gun vending machine, he recognized the place as where After School Sweets frequented. Commonly they brought expensive snacks that Mine delivered to his tea table behind closed doors, in an attempt to cheer him up. Sweets could only cheer up little girls, not men who have seen death itself, struggling to find a place in the world where he could balance.

Distinct loud screaming and shouting from rioters sunk his heart as it was a sound and situation he had never been in before both on Trinity campus and in his own world. Problems which he only saw on TV he was now about to be a part of. He was dropped in the middle of the pedestrian bridge where he scrambled to his feet and looked beyond the railings where a loud crowd was at a stand still against tall armored androids lined up and blocking sections of the road.

"What is going on?" Nagisa couldn't discern what their raised signs said. Meanwhile Hiyori quickly stapled a grappling hook and rope on the railings and placed one foot up. Arius Squad was fast in their movements. Hiyori hopped off the bridge, sliding down the rope and Saori followed suit.

"W-wait!" Nagisa was the last to join them on the ground, afraid to slide his finger down the rope in fear of getting burns on his palms.

"Quick, let's maneuver through that alleyway." Saori said as soon as Nagisa landed. She took a hold of his hand and dragged him away before the crowd's rear citizens could see them. From the narrow alley Nagisa could make out what they were shouting—

"Down with the GSC!"

"President Rin is in there! Standing at the concession."

"I can't believe this would happen!"

A certain cyan weasel was trapped in the center of this uproar and chaos, first to witness students push each other over in small brawls that didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. Their fight should've been with Kaiser's guard, that was the reason for gathering. They've lost the plot.

The cyan weasel weaseled her way out of responsibility. Though it wasn't her fault, it was the fault of her classmate who was paid in pudding to stir up the crowd. "Scream until your lungs hurt! Let your voices be heard!" Said the classmate in question. One of the few who had a megaphone to order chaos from the crowd.

"What a precarious situation." The weasel muttered to herself, keeping her head low with her crouch. That way when she poked a student's leg they would yelp, "Eek! Who's touching me there?!" and make way for her to sneak by, detected only as a lost tourist caught up where she didn't want to be, and her clothing only added to her being perceived as a non threat thus no bullets were fired at her.

Reaching a glass door shattered and boarded up with wood, the cyan weasel cracked open the entrance and slipped into the dark confines of an empty restaurant. Her nerves could rest, and tense shoulders dropped down. Only to rise again when a student popped up from behind a table aiming an SMG. "Who goes there!"

"Shoot— I mean..!" The weasel rose her arms. "Don't shoot! I'm innocent!"

"You… are you okay in the head?" The student in a navy sailor uniform and black mask over her mouth questioned. "You're not with the protestors out there are you?"

"Nopesies." The weasel slightly lowered her arms. "Please relax and put the gun down."

Another girl in similar attire gestured from behind her flipped over table. "Just relax. She doesn't appear to have gone crazy just like the others we took in."

"There's other people here?"

Nagisa rose from behind the front counter, placing one foot up to rise and stand above the entire restaurant. "O-okay enough secrets! Can someone explain what the heck is going on?"

The black masked student pulled down her mask, easing her SMG with a pained look in her eyes. "Everyone's gone crazy over the recent news. I couldn't believe it myself when I read the article and then opened the app."

Nagisa furrowed his brow, ready for the worst news to come. "Can you be a little more specific?" He placed a hand over his beating heart. He truly wasn't prepared for the truth that she was about to say.

"Kaiser… bought out Momosocial." The SMG wielding student flinched, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes tight so no tear fell from glossy eyes. "They're changing the name to Momotalk and ugh… they're changing the logo from a lemon to a peach."

The second student gagged hearing such an asinine change occurring in their young lives. She had lived, breathed, and experienced the lemon colored app. All her photos taken with friends would no longer have the pastel yellow colored frame–replaced with pink, everything was going to be changed to a peaches' pink. The app was going to change more towards a private messaging service than the wide interconnected online social platform it was known for. An entire generation of wuvwuv followers was going to be changed.

Nagisa's mouth stood agape, slowly his lips sealed into an uncaring frown. "... It doesn't matter." He scoffed low. He barely looked at his account, let alone opened the ap—

"It doesn't matter?!" The SMG student shot him a crazed glare. "Is that all you can say?! If it didn't matter then everyone wouldn't be freaking out about it!"

"Where are you from? Trinity?" The second student assumed from his white and gold color scheme. "Even the students over there are flipping their halos over this change."

"Huh…" Saori looked up from her phone. "Gehenna students are saying they are going to blow up every single Kaiser building over this change."

Hiyori's comment was less informative. "Ehehe… There's still free wifi here…"

Nagisa paid no mind towards the two girls taking refuge under the counter he stood atop. Crossing his arms, he thought about a plan that could ease this change but nothing came to mind especially since the app was always supposed to be momotalk and its borders pink. Kaiser was making something return to normal in fact so…. "..."

"Y'know I… My friend and I had plans to rob a convenience store for ammo. When I visited her house and knocked, her door was unlocked. I found her on the floor with her phone and gun out of arm's reach. She tried to shoot herself but the bullet bounced off her head and struck the wall." The SMG student lowered her eyes to the wooden floor. "Her phone was on her home screen. She had several notifications that her apps had auto updated and there was a message written from app icons. The message was… Why me."

Several shots and an explosion rang from outside the building, adding to the student's traumatizing story. Screams and panic heightened to unprecedented levels. The cyan weasel took to the boarded up window, peeking through a section of chipped wood to see students now drawing their guns at each other. Her classmate had lost control of the riot and likely escaped from the crowd since her job was dutifully done. The weasel could look forward to pudding for tonight's dessert. That's if she could make it out of the city in one piece.

Students may have fought over trivial matters but this had to take the cake for the most insane and ludicrous problem Nagisa had to deal with. At one point he was fighting for his life, caught in a conspiratorial game between senseis and the end of the world. The aftermath of which adjusted back to normalcy he expected out of this silly world. Better to let this problem sort itself out. Sensei didn't need to be here.

"No anomalies detected." The dark Arona said, giving him the go to handle the situation as he pleased.

"If everyone here is unharmed then let's just leave. The riot will calm down overnight." Nagisa said.

The second student aimed her thumb back at a helmet wearing student huddled in the corner of the room. "We're not all unharmed. That girl there also left her apps on auto update, but she's tricking herself into believing the app didn't change."

Nagisa hopped down from the counter. Saori quickly shot up and grabbed his shoulder. "Be careful. She might be as insane as everyone outside."

"This really isn't a big deal as everyone is making it out to be." Nagisa continued approaching the helmet covered student. Once there he looked down at her phone screen where the only app present was momosocial, now changed to momotalk. He kneeled down and placed a hand over her shoulder. "Hey, everyone is fine. The app barely changed."

"No, no, no, it didn't change. It's still Momosocial." Her loose helmet nearly spun with how nervously she shook her head.

"You won't notice a difference. How many wuvwuv followers did you have?"

"Ten."

"Ten?" Nagisa repeated.

"All my posts are re-lemons, and I use the app to only like art I like."

Nagisa stood up. "You barely used the app if you solely used it to like and re-lemon posts that aren't your own. Re-lemon will probably be renamed to re-peaches and everything else will be the same as usual except under a new coat of paint." Literally.

"Okay, back off!" She raised her pistol spurring Nagisa to stumble back into a chair that fell over.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The SMG student aimed her weapon at Saori who pointed her rifle at the weasel who in turn aimed her grenade launcher at Hiyori and the sniper fixed her scope on Nagisa– wait, she switched sights to the helmet student.

"AIEEE!" Nagisa shouted being in the middle of this standoff.

"You don't know what it's like to lose your re-lemons!"

"I'm gonna blow—I'm gonna blow her head off if you all don't settle down."

"I can take everyone here right now."

"BWEEH! Saori I have my sights on the enemy!"

"We all could've settled this over a drink. But I guess not!"

The entire room pulled the trigger all simultaneously but the weasel's grenade launcher was most effective of all. The entire room lit a blinding white and an explosion big enough to blow off the wooden panels covering the windows erupted with a deafening sound.

...

"Hey everyone!" A faceless Valkyrie police student entered, ignoring the fact that the door was blown off its hinges and the students that were covered in black soot and ash sprawled on the floor. "Everything is going to be okay! Kaiser heard our plea and is keeping the lemon icon on Momosocial! Woohoo!"

Screams were replaced by happy cheering. Oblivious to bullet casings littering the road and defeated students that were unfortunate enough to have their HP drown to 0, news that Kaiser heard the peoples demand made their exaggerated riot worth every second.

"So…" The SMG student stood up, and spun a finger around her side ponytail. "Wanna hijack a vending machine and make a momo-post about it?"

Her blonde friend dusted the ashes off her shoulders. "Sure."

And both would leave as if nothing prior occurred.

Nagisa coughed, somehow still alive but that explosion hurt like he had exercised for an hour straight. "...I wanna go home."