Hajime... he thought you were better than this.

But he could see now what was happening. Driven mad by starvation, hungry students were reverting to primitive instincts to do whatever it took to get a meal. These poor souls... could he really blame them for--

Wait. That was a saucy, spicy, greasy spot on his uniform. It was probably going to stain because who knew what was in it.

"That does it!!"

No longer needing to fear getting his uniform dirty, he grabbed at every inch of steak that was not presently in somebody's mouth and pulled with all his might.