"One, two, one, two, one, two!"
A group of twelve young girls dressed in black overalls running could be heard shouting uniformly
"... who are you again?" a woman dressed in a black overall running in front of the young girls asked without stopping.
In response, the group of young girls answered with vigor without showing any signs of fatigue even after running for several kilometers from the moment that they started, "We are the WSC Brigades!"
"That's right. You are the brigades and what was your purpose?" the same woman asked again as she increased her pace.
"Protect the mistress! Protect the estate! Protect the club! Protect the women!" the girls answered vigorously, their tone filled with conviction.
"Who gave you that chance to be brigades and pursue such an ambitious path that some men don't have?"
"Mistress was the one. The brigades are very grateful to the mistress."
"What was our motto again?"
