Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

A masquerade ball.

A place where everyone hides their identity behind a mask and enjoys society on equal terms.

In truth, that’s just the idea—reality is different.

Anonymity becomes nothing more than a secret, and equality is used to entertain those above.

It’s like a subordinate forcing a smile and clapping for the department head who claims to be young—similar to that situation.

<In the first place, it’s impossible to completely hide one’s identity. The tone, body type, habits—there are too many things that cannot be hidden, even if you try.> ‘Isn’t pretending not to know someone even if you do, part of the masquerade ball?’ <In principle, everything that happens at the ball should be forgotten, but do you think those high-ranking individuals would do that?> ‘They definitely won’t forget, right?’ <Some people with good personalities might laugh it off and pretend it’s all fun, but most won’t.>

At first, the young and bold people believe in the superficiality of the masquerade ball and make a big fuss, but after experiencing the cold malice, they naturally keep quiet.

After a few such incidents, the masquerade ball becomes a place only for those above.

The lower-ranking individuals, who should be enjoying themselves, spend all their time watching their behavior, constantly treading the line between right and wrong.

‘Then why is Arthur so confident in taking me there?’

It’s strange for me to even say such a thing, but I do stand out.

It’s not about whether I’m covering my face or not. No matter where I am, I attract people’s attention.

There are masks available to hide this, but Arthur wouldn’t know about that.@@novelbin@@

• What’s going on!?
• What happened to Lucy!
• Lucy!!

• What’s he saying?
• I’m in! I’ll only listen to Lucy!
• Don’t wear that mask! Lucy!