After being stripped naked and photographed as a prisoner in the studio.
Mizuki and the other four prisoners were informed of all kinds of tedious rules.
What they could do, what they could not do, and the rules for punishments.
The five of them were forced to repeat them over and over.
Because Mizuki's voice was too soft when he repeated them, a guard beat him with a baton.
Afterward.
The five of them were assigned their own cells.
Mizuki was beaten again, this time because he had spoken too loudly.
After being imprisoned for less than an hour.
Night fell.
It was time for dinner.
Mizuki followed the other prisoners out of the cells and headed to the cafeteria.
Meanwhile, Mizuki's mood continued to deteriorate.
Under normal circumstances, he would have gotten off work by now, left the Ninja Academy, and been eating ramen at Ichiraku Ramen.
He even found himself beginning to miss Iruka's stupid face...
Inside the cafeteria...
Everywhere he went.
The air was filled with laughter, jeers, curses, and the clatter of plates and forks.
"Whatever happens, I need to find a way to eat first..."
Mizuki looked around.
"If I go hungry... the escape plan won't succeed either..."
Yes, on his very first day, Mizuki had already begun thinking about leaving this nightmare-like place.
What Mizuki did not know was...
This was only the beginning.
Just as he had gotten his food, carried his tray to a corner, and sat down, intending to take his first bite...
A hand reached out from the side and stopped him.
"Yo, newbie!"
The man wore a sinister smile, a toothpick dangling from his mouth.
"Why didn't you say hello?"
The others behind him immediately snickered.
"Your first meal should be offered to the boss, shouldn't it?"
"The boss