He meets a rude classmate

Shuichi made it to his first class without issue. Hope's peak was a university, but for some reason they had homeroom like a high school.

"Hey there, Shuichi." He looks around a, spotting Kaede waving him over in the second row of seats. Taking the hint, he sat down next to her. "So, how did things go last night with moving in?"

"It was... interesting..." He replies with a blush, deciding not to go into details about what happened with him and Mikan. Though you didn't need to be a detective to deduce what the pianist's amused grin was about.

"HAH-hahaha!" A loud, obnoxious voice laughed out, startling both of them. Turning to the source, they saw a blonde woman laughing hard, goggles on her head over her pink outfit. "So this guy didn't even get laid till last night! and with his property no less!" She resumed cackling like a loon.

Shuichi was taken aback by this exceptionally crass interruption, needing a few seconds to process before he coukd reply. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Huh? You don't know who I am? Where are you from, the boonies!?" The crass woman responded to his question with an indignant look on her face. "I'm Miu Iruma, the gorgeous girl genius and Ultimate Inventor! Bahahaha!" She let out a cackle that caught the attention of the students that had already entered. "Shame you had to own that undersized garbage girl, huh!? I got the rack and ass better than anyone else here!"

Kaede was about to tell her to knock it off, but Shuichi started first. His tone was more serious than she had ever heard him use since they'd met.

"What did you say about Mikan?"

"Duh-doy! I called her a garbage girl!" Miu emphasized. "She's got no backbone or figure! Of course she's inferior to me-"

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!" Shuichi shouted in response. He was pissed. Mikan had it hard enough without people like her treating her so poorly.

"Heeeee~!" Miu responded, shriveling up at the shout. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She repeated, her voice quivering as she cowered there. "Do what you want with me! Write on me, breed me like a cheap whore, I'm sorry!"

"Arm! Now!!!" Shuichi shouted, and the ultimate inventor did so quickly with a whimper. Before Shuichi could think about his actions, he had written down his name onto it. "Don't talk bad about Mikan again!" He shouted, Miu nodding fervently. "Yes, owner!"

A silence fell upon the room in the wake of this, Shuichi needing to calm down. "There, as long as that's settled." He finished, putting the pen away. Miu nodded and turned around, still quivering.

A few more seconds passed before Kaede responded. "Wow, I didn't expect any of that..." she looked at the ultimate detective, who looked a bit down himself.

"Sorry, I know I could have handled that better."

"Yeah..." Kaede nodded. "I didn't expect your property to badmouth another girl you owned."

"Yeah... wait, what?" Shuichi slowly turned to her as he processed what she said.

"Well, if you own two girls, it's better for them not to fight I guess..." Kaede mused, as Shuichi's head snapped back to look at Miu in front of him.

Oh crap... I did it again...