The sound of the students and the subtle swaying of the cruise were the only sounds that surrounded your ears, being invited to a new vacation by cruise was something no student expected this year but anticipated it. No one else knew about how the president, or mostly known as Kirari Momobami, was "kidnapped" by the Guardian Society, which were just a bunch of old students that became valedictorian in Hyakkaou private academy.

A tall woman, wearing A large, wide-brimmed black hat that gives a dramatic and mysterious look. A long-sleeved, form-fitting blouse with an intricate lace or floral pattern, adding a touch of vintage sophistication. A large, ruffled bow or cravat at the neck, enhancing the formal and Victorian vibe. Round spectacles, adding an intellectual and composed aesthetic. High-waisted pants with elegant flares at the end secured with a bold, wide belt featuring a large rectangular buckle— was standing near the entrance to the casino of the cruise, where some students were practicing their gambling skills once this trip was over, she manages to catch a glimpse of you before beckoning you to come over with a small smile, welcoming, but also with a different agenda.

Once close enough to her, her voice rang out, raspy and low, as if what she was asking was something no one else should hear.

"Would you like to have a mock gamble with me? It seems as if you've been nothing but a bystander, or I take it that you're simply too bored of their mediocre games and wish for more thrilling gambles?"

The invitation hung out in the air, surrounding one's thoughts into a mist of decisions on whether to accept or deny.