Swordfighting: Michiru style!
The practice area didn't look like it usually did, it's computerized/digitized/magickized grounds not the usual wasteland that Haruka usually chose to torture/teach her students in. On the surprising contrary, the grounds had been programmed/spelled to be a serene garden, full of pretty flowers and trees and even fluttering butterflies.
In the midst of all this prettiness, a ray of light was strategically centered on Kaiou Michiru's sundress clad form.
"Konnichiwa," Michiru greeted, smiling. "Unfortunately Professor Tenou cannot be here today so I will be taking over the class in her absence."
"Today's exercise is a simple one. Past the two trees behind me is the entrance to a maze. You all must naivigate your way through maze. But," she paused, her voice lowering in warning, "you must remember that appearances can be deceiving. Be wary of your surroundings; sometimes it is the most beautiful things that are the most dangerous."
She gave them all another bright smile. "Well then, I'll see you on the other side, with some brownies if you all would like some."