It wasn't until Dorothy had walked a long way from the library that her face, hidden behind the mask, finally stopped being so red. Being caught in a mistake on the spot was quite overwhelming for someone with social anxiety like herself.
Naturally, with her wrong reasoning, she couldn't muster any spirit.
"So, Miss Ghost Mask, where shall we go next?"
She asked the young lady secretary beside her.
"Ah?"
However, it seemed that Miss Ghost Mask was a bit distracted at that moment. It wasn't until Dorothy waved her hand in front of her that she came back to her senses,
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Clown, I have been negligent."
After realizing her lapse, Miss Ghost Mask performed a skilled secret curtsey before speaking up.
"Let's go to the armory. It would be better to get equipped first."
