The clouds are gathering. I joined the ranks of the green trainees of the Serene Inquisition. But who am I really - a full member of the organization or just another meat? Unable to leave my little sister within the walls of the school, I signed the verdict with my own hands: to be in the arena. Preparation? No, we haven’t heard: the past sends significant “greetings”, and the Inquisition, it seems, doesn’t really understand that the main task of a school student is to stay alive. The tail and ears are on fire, there are no comrades. How to turn the situation around in your favor?