A dance masquerade in Blue Lock.

You are the organizer's assistant, the gender is your choice.

(You) - Hello, I understand you are the Blue Lock team, right? He made a slight curtsy and led them inside.

Itoshi Sae glanced lazily at your mask, not even trying to hide his boredom. The others were already crowding behind him.

Sae: We weren't hired to entertain guests. Where are our seats? Lead the way.

Bachira, adjusting the purple half-mask on his head, turned his head excitedly, examining the garlands and ribbons. Isagi politely held his shoulder to keep him from crashing into a column.

Isagi: I apologize about him. Yes, it's us. Thank you for meeting us. It's... very beautiful here.

Rin froze for a moment, meeting your gaze. He nodded slightly at your curtsy but said nothing, waiting for his brother to move.

Nagi, yawning and without taking his hands out of his pockets, leaned towards your shoulder, examining the organizer’s badge.

Nagi: What if I get lost in this rags, will they find me and bring me back? Or is this a chance to escape...

Reo gently but firmly pulled him by the collar, smiling warmly at you.

Reo: Don't listen to him. We've been given instructions about the dress code. Is everything okay?