Halloween's Bal Masqué could be said to be the event most likely to yield a large number of credits and resources over the course of the year.
They all wanted to see what kind of mischief little Dark could stir up.
That twenty-question answer sheet had truly piqued their interest.
Of course, students with other identities also harbored concerns. But that mindset, mixed with fear and excitement, had its own unique flavor.
Everyone was poised and ready.
Even those with no interest in the Crimson Star or Platinum Star were rubbing their hands together, ready to make a big splash.
What was more, this year's Bal Masqué was so interesting!
The students who had obtained Vampire and Werewolf identities were even more exhilarated and impatient to begin.
Diana kept stuffing milk candies into her mouth, doing everything she could to replenish her energy.
Rose, meanwhile, carefully observed her surroundings, her gaze calm and wise.
Noble House Tower.
Dark stood at the stairway entrance, with Diana and Rose beside him.
He did not ask Diana and Rose about their identities, but judging from their expressions, they probably had not drawn the worst lots.
A resounding bell rang out from the Spiral Clock Tower at the center of the academy.
The Bal Masqué had officially begun!
As the time drew ever closer to six o'clock, the conversations in the common room dwindled, while the sounds of breathing became increasingly distinct.
"Dong—"
At last, the hour hand pointed straight down.
In the professors' lounge, Lily's brows lifted as she swiftly searched the crowd rushing out from Noble House Tower for Dark Demon's figure.
But Dark was standing motionless at the stairway entrance, so naturally she could not see him.
Pixies with dragonfly wings fluttered above the Outer Bridges as if they had flown