Shirako and Iori

Back at the school, everyone had managed to file back to their classrooms. Mimoko wasn't too thrilled about returning though as she couldn't shake the feeling that Iori had indeed arrived at school and chosen to booby trap the classroom for internet views. This led to her deliberately shuffling herself to the back of the line, however, an unexpected factor inserted itself into the equation.

"My apologies for coming this way, but I feel the need to speak with your class specifically on a matter," Shirako stated as she walked up.

"By all means! It's an honor to be graced by your presence," the teacher bowed, practically in dougeza before her.

"Do try better not to lick the floors, lest I'd recommend a career change to custodian," Shirako scoffed as she opened the door to the classroom.

Poof!

Shirako had just fallen victim to the classic chalk eraser on the door. Of course, Iori had enhanced the prank, leading to Shirako being completely drenched in white chalk.

"BOOM! We got "Hentai-large" herself!" Iori snickered as she gleefully lounged on the desks, filming all.

Mimoko sighed as the others stared in horror at the trembling Shirako.

"Ishikiridokoro... WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS IMPEDE ME!?" Shirako fumed as she stormed up to Iori.

"Um, let's see, rich, bitch, politico in the making? No shit I'd hate you."

"I'M FIGHTING TO GIVE WOMEN LIKE YOU MORE RIGHTS, yet... this is how you treat me?"

"'Rights'? Why would I need shit like that? I do what I want, when I want."

Shirako opened her mouth, but quickly closed it, gritting her teeth in frustration. "My mistake. I should have known uncouth vermin like you would have not a ounce of respect for laws or legality. You'd best hope you're tried and executed before I become prime minister, lest you face a fate most crueler than your nightmares."

"I'd win an election over you, easy."

"No, you would not," Shirako huffed as she stormed away.

A long-time activist centered mainly on women's rights, Shirako had long aspired to become the nation's first female prime minister. This drive largely spurred from the fact that she had been conceptualized via rape, and her mother, Yukino Ginkawa, being forced to give birth to her, which she long believed was the reason her mother abandoned her and had not been seen to this day. She had been left in the care of the Ginkawa family though, leading to her facing no hardship growing up, but learning of the hardships her mother had to endure because she was a woman ultimately solidified her resolve to fight for women's rights.

Her plight was met with hardship, but she overcame every challenge hurled at her, except Iori. The sole bane in her side, Iori would constantly woo many to her and away from Shirako with her antics, personality, and of course, sex-appeal. The last bit was a tad ironic for Shirako given that she was both beautiful and had the largest breast size out of all the female students currently enrolled. Though it was Iori's personality that naturally drove Shirako to madness.

Shirako was posh, uptight, rarely smiled, and serious to the point. She also had respect for the law and legal proceedings, which is why she strived to change the country legally to make it a better place for women, which she believed would in turn make it better for all.

"We work our men to death, and restrict our women from options that truly could benefit them and their families. Make no mistake, when I say I want more women's rights, it will not be at the expense of men. I strive for simple equality, eye-to-eye, do you not want to live in a world where you and your partner are equals? If women could do more in this country, the burden on men would lessen. Do you want our men to keep killing themselves over stress? Taking out their anger on women like you and me? We need change, good change for all. Electing me student council president will be the start of that," were the words Shirako had spoken when she made her bid for student council president a few years prior.

It got her thunderous applause, respect, except from Iori, who due to her personality and life growing up, had a disdain for politicians and those that aspired to be them in the traditional sense. And through a simple, "Lol, who needs your rich ass to toss out "rights" to us like charity. You said girls should do what they want, so how bout we say fuck you and make me president instead," Iori called out at the time.

"Dissent is natural. Might I ask why you're more qualified than I to lead the student body?"

"Vote for me and the dress code goes bye-bye. You can come to school in bikinis, shorts-"

"No. Why does a military require uniform regulations? Because order is necessary. The same applies to school and society; order is necessary to maintain harmony."

"Can you even look down upon us peasants with how massive your tits are? They're like hentai-level large."

And while Shirako brushed the snide off as nothing more than a snide, "hentai large" soon became the rallying cry against her by the Kazuya camp, costing her the election. She was humiliated further by being appointed to the secretary position, primarily out of pity. From that moment on, Iori became a target of her ire, which in turn, led to her becoming a target of Iori's ire.

"Iori-chan, why'd you say something like that to Shirako-chan?" Mimoko sighed.

"Um, it was edgy and cool. Besides, "Hentai-large" is just some wannabe Segawa. You heard her declare she'll fuck me up once she gets power. What makes you think she's got good intentions?"

"Women's rights are a noble cause to fight for."

"But why should she be the one leading the charge? And in this world? Mimo-chan, you could literally get any right you want."

"How exactly?"

Iori smiled and pointed at Mimoko's head. "Chess. Chess makes the world go round these days, and your the best woman at chess."

Mimoko was taken aback by the declaration, unsure of how to process it. "Iori-chan, I'm not the kind of person that can change the world so easily," she frowned as she shuffled towards her seat.

"ISHIKIRIDOKORO! How dare you ditch this holy assembly and degrade the wise, wealthy, and wealthy Ginkawa," the teacher fumed as he stormed up to Iori.

"See? Ole cash cuck here waited until you were done talking with me before pouncing. Mimo-chan, you're more beloved than you think," Iori thought.