The sun dipped below the horizon as birds chirped lazily outside the office windows. Leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and the potted plants glowed green with life. It was an IDEAL evening. As usual, Sensei was in their office within SCHALE tower, reading through and signing letters and documents sent to him by clubs all around Kivotos. Among the stack of reports, there was one about... a mysterious masked swimsuit gang. Huh. Another, more troubling, claimed that... that... SCHALE's Sensei w...