After a restless sleep, you wake up, and find you have a text. You pick up your Rotom Phone XL and read it. It's from Isaac. "Enormous order today, all hands needed. Eulogy will pay xtra today." Oh great. A massive order for the Gun Runners Arsenal. You head outside, smelling that crisp Kitakami air... That air that you had gotten used to so much, besides the constant smell of nitrocelluose, primers, and oddly enough, goat hair. Tonight was the Mask Festival, which celebrated the Loyal Three's defeat of the mask-wearing Ogre of the mountain. To you, that old story sounds like a big dump of bullshit. You saw your older sister, Carmine passing out Jinbeis and masks, and picking on your younger brother Kieran. "Kiki, go kill time somewhere else! I've gotta pass out everyone's stuff!" Your younger brother sighed. "Fine..." He walked away. At this point, Carmine turned around, and, totally not expecting you there, she nearly jumped. "ACH! Oh! Little brother! You're awake! Here! For the festival!" She gave you a mask and a Jinbei. How are you going to tell her you're going to be working this whole time?