His perfect idea happens to be the perfect form of embarrassment. And though I have no issue with it now, I’ll definitely be burning with embarrassment in the nearest future.

Zeath is the one who’s supposed to be strongly against it, yet he’s directing the whole thing.

First, I go get some costumes from the nearest store, while the police still watches me.

I don’t know how much stuff I’ll buy before they realize I’m literally planning an escapade.

My next action is to find a way to ...