Thief
He's a master con artist. He's a king of thieves. He's an art thief who's never been caught.
He must be. How else could he have gotten it from me?
It makes sense. He must have pocketed it when my back was turned.
He'd do it. He's sneaky enough.
I don't know. He's probably just some common, ordinary pickpocket scrambling to get a date.
Or maybe I slipped up. Yeah. That must be it.
I messed up, tripped a bit, and he took advantage of my weakness to sneak past my defenses and steal it.
He must have thought I wouldn't notice.
I did. I noticed.
Kureno—that thief.
I love him.
He stole my heart.
Fin
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