A meeting with Sato

After the end of all of her classes, Natsumi was looking forward to going home and doing nothing. She heard that there was going to be a school festival going on across all of Hope's Peak, including the Reserve Course campus, that was open to the public but she didn't give a fuck about any of that.

She just needed to go home, find something she's really good at and become an Ultimate to catch up with Fuyuhiko.

Just as she was about to leave she saw a note left on her desk.

"Natsumi, come to the Music Room. Unless your too much a coward to try." Natsumi was almost insulted by how little they thought of her.

'It's probably just one of the loser students. I might as well see who it is. This better not be a waste of time.'

Natsumi took the not from her desk and went to the Music Room. Inside was only one person, Sato.

"Of course it's you. What do you want?" Natsumi was sick of having to deal with Sato day after day.

"I want you to leave me and Mahiru alone." Sato said with a stern expression on her face.

"Seriously, that's what this is about. Why would I? One less Ultimate means I'll be the next person in." Natsumi explained to Sato. 'I'll be the next Ultimate no matter what.'

"If you try to do something to Mahiru, I'll make you regret being born?" To a normal person, Sato's threat would be taken seriously but to the heiress of a Yakuza clan, they were just empty words.

"Oooh, scary. Did your girlfriend write it for you?" Natsumi mocked Sato, something she made a habit out of.

"I'm serious! Leave us alone or else!" Sato was becoming angrier with each remark that Natsumi made.

"Oh please, you can't do shit to me. Now, if you're done wasting my time, I'm leaving." Natsumi said as she turned to leave. Sato saw an opening and made serious on her threat.

Sato swung an object against the back of Natsumi's head. She fell to the ground ****. Natsumi didn't seem to be too hurt by the ****.

"It's about time someone pays you back, bitch!" Sato said to the **** girl.