Soon after, just as class was about to start, Mafuyu Kirisu suddenly appeared in the classroom. The moment their strict, no-nonsense homeroom teacher walked in, the entire class fell silent. Everyone instinctively returned to their seats, waiting for her to speak.
Mafuyu didn't waste any time. She got straight to the point. "Everyone, we have three transfer students joining the class today. Let's give them a warm welcome."
Her announcement immediately caused a stir among the students, who began whispering among themselves.
"No way, more transfer students? And three at once?!"
"The semester's already been going on for a while. Is that even okay?"
"Eh, the classroom's big enough as long as they fit. Let's guess—are they boys or girls?"
"I'll go first! I'm guessing girls!"
"Last time we got Yuki, so this time it's gotta be girls, right?"
"Hmph. I hope it's guys!"
"Of course you'd say that—you're a girl."
As the classroom buzzed with discussion, the three transfer students waiting outside quickly entered and stepped up to the podium. The moment they appeared, the class went dead silent. Their eyes were filled with awe and surprise—as if they were witnessing something rare and extraordinary.
All three transfer students were girls. And all three were people Yuki and Origami already knew.
"Go ahead and introduce yourselves." Mafuyu, seeming to have anticipated the class's reaction, spoke calmly to the three on stage.
"Hello everyone! My name is Lala Michaela! I'm a Chamian from space! My hobbies include watching anime, reading manga, and..."
Yes, the first transfer student was none other than Sephie's daughter, Lala. The other two, of course, were her sisters. Lala's energetic, bubbly voice instantly brightened the atmosphere in the room.
"Sis, maybe leave out the weird stuff in your introductions." Nana, standing beside her, felt a little embarrassed when Lala included her race. She couldn't help but sneak a glance toward Yuki's seat to see his reaction.
The idea of coming to school had been Momo's. They had only told Sephie about it and kept it a secret from Yuki. According to Momo, it was meant to be a surprise. But Yuki's expression was calm—neither shocked nor particularly surprised.
Lala, catching Nana's hint, realized her blunder. Maybe casually announcing she was an alien wasn't the smartest move. But as it turned out, they were overthinking it. In Japanese society, there were plenty of chuunibyou types—people who genuinely believed they were aliens, heroes, demons, or something along those lines.
Add to that Lala's openly nerdy hobbies like anime and manga, plus her beautiful, cute looks and cheerful personality, and her classmates just found her adorable.
"So cute! Is this what a chuunibyou girl is like?!"
"Lala-san! I'm a Sabraga star person!"
"I'm in love. The new student is so cute!"
The class's reactions caught Lala and Nana completely off guard. Momo, on the other hand, remained calm. She had expected something like this. People usually only saw what was on the surface. And from every angle, the three sisters looked no different from ordinary Earthlings. So naturally, no one would actually think they were aliens.
Even Eriri assumed Lala was just a chuunibyou girl. But seeing how open Lala was about her nerdy side, and how positively the class responded, Eriri began to question her own choices. In terms of being an otaku, Eriri was probably at the top of the class. After all, she was a doujinshi artist in private.
For the longest time, she had believed that openly liking anime and manga would make it hard to make friends—that people would look at her strangely. To avoid that, Eriri had hidden her interests. She carefully cultivated the image of an elegant, artistic young lady who loved painting and music. She had maintained that image ever since starting school.
But now, watching the class embrace Lala, she began to wonder—had she been wrong to hide her otaku side? Because it didn't seem like people disliked those who loved anime and manga.
While Eriri was lost in doubt, Nana and Momo took their turns introducing themselves.
"My name is Nana Michaela." Compared to Lala, Nana's introduction was extremely brief, her tone carrying a hint of pride.
"Hello everyone. I'm Momo Michaela. I have quite a few hobbies—gaming, for one..." Momo's voice was gentle, like a warm and graceful Yamato Nadeshiko.
Between their similar appearances and matching last names, the class quickly pieced together that the three were sisters.
"Wow! Three sisters! And they all have such different personalities!"
"They're so unique!"
The students marveled, already discussing the three sisters' contrasting traits. Some preferred Momo's gentle demeanor. Others liked Lala's lively energy. Of course, even the prideful Nana had her fans—some people said they liked her type of personality too.
"Quiet!" With a sharp reprimand from Mafuyu Kirisu, the chatter in the classroom died down instantly. No one dared to disobey their teacher when she was in full commanding mode.
"For the three of you…" Mafuyu was about to assign them seats, but before she could finish, Lala raised her hand and spoke in her usual airy tone.
"We're getting seats, Sensei? Lala wants to sit next to Yuki!"
Without waiting for Mafuyu's response, Lala marched straight over to Yuki's seat under the stunned gaze of the entire class—and plopped herself right onto his lap. The sudden move caught everyone off guard. Eriri and Marin's eyes went wide. They hadn't expected the new transfer students to know Yuki—let alone be bold enough to sit on his lap right in front of the whole class. It caught them completely off guard.
Even Mafuyu was startled by Lala's behavior. But then she realized—they knew Yuki. She didn't quite know how to feel about that. Not only did these three transfer students know the previous transfer student, but judging by this behavior, they seemed quite close to him.
Mafuyu couldn't help but wonder if this was some kind of "love across distances" situation. She began to suspect the three girls had transferred schools just to follow Yuki.
Heck, maybe Yuki had done something shady to them, skipped town, and now they were chasing him down. She mentally started to label him a player. Her gaze toward Yuki shifted noticeably.
Yuki, keenly aware of the change in the room's atmosphere, quickly nudged Lala off his lap. "Lala… there's no room here." He sighed, already noticing the suspicious look Mafuyu was giving him. He knew she'd gotten the wrong idea.