Maria-sama ga Miteru Volume 24 Prologue

"Gokigenyou."

"Gokigenyou."

The clear morning greeting travels through the serene, blue sky.

Today, once again, the maidens that gather in the Virgin Mary's garden smile purely to one another as they pa.s.s under the tall gateway.

Wrapping their innocent bodies and souls is a deep-colored school uniform.

Walking slowly so as to not disturb the pleats in their skirts, so as to not toss their white sailor scarves into disarray... such is the standard of modesty here. Running here because one is in danger of missing cla.s.s, for instance, is too undignified a sight for students to wish upon themselves.

Lillian Private Academy for Women.

Founded in Meiji 34, this academy was originally intended for the young women of n.o.bility, and is now a Catholic academy of prestigious tradition. Placed in downtown Tokyo, where you can still see traces of Musashi Field's greenery, it is protected by G.o.d, a garden where maidens can receive tutelage from preschool to university.

Time pa.s.ses, and even now, in Heisei, three era-names past Meiji, it is a valuable academy, where nurtured ladies raised in greenhouses are shipped out in carefully packaged boxes after 18 years of schooling - an arrangement that continues to survive.

Mask.

A headgear designed to imitate a face.

In popular entertainment, it's long been used to allow actors to depict someone other than themselves.

At masquerade b.a.l.l.s, to not reveal one's ident.i.ty.

Also, they can be used to protect oneself.

So then, why on earth was she wearing one?

It was an incredibly well-made mask. There was no way to glimpse the expression beneath it.

In the end, I could do nothing.

As the mask was raised.