Ryuji looked at the things Haruhi picked up.

"You sure you can afford this? I mean wouldn't your parents flip out at the price tag?"

"Not really," said Haruhi.

Considering she didn't have any hobbies anyway, this was a fun investment. Besides, she had enough gold to buy that small store ten times over and still have change left.

She took something out of the bag.

"Here."

Ryuji blinked and looked at the box she was handing him. It took him a few moments to realize that she handed him the same model he had been looking at and had to give up because it was way out of his price range.

"Seriously?" he asked, shocked.

"I noticed you were looking at it," said Haruhi. "Besides, I wouldn't have been able to find this place myself."

Actually she got it mostly as a test to see how he would react. Ron had always been jealous of the fact she was wealthy, when she would have given it up in a heartbeat to have her family back.

Ryuji held the model with surprise. He seemed to be very confused as to why she had given it to him.

"Why give it to me though?"

"Well you did help me find my way to school. Besides, I had a friend once who reacted badly every time I spent more than his family could afford," said Haruhi simply.

Ryuji blinked.

"So you wanted to see how I would react?"

"Mostly," she admitted.

Ryuji looked at the box, and had an idea.

"Tell you what... How about I repay you for this by showing you how to use your phone properly?"

"...Does that include showing me how to delete or download apps?" she asked.

"Yup. I noticed you were using the hunt and peck method when you were trying to use the GPS app earlier," said Ryuji.

Haruhi looked a tad embarrassed. It was a pretty big sign you were from the magical enclaves if you couldn't use a phone like second nature.

"Deal," said Haruhi.

"But seriously, it doesn't bother me that your family is loaded. Takamaki's family is pretty well off and we've been friends for years," said Ryuji.

"Takamaki?"

"Remember the blond girl that was at the train station that got in the car with that creep Kamoshida?" asked Ryuji. Haruhi nodded. "That's Takamaki."

"Oh, her. Yeah, I have the feeling she's not really into that pervert at all. Knowing him he's probably blackmailing her for his own ego," said Haruhi.

"You sure?"

"Think about it...she has 'exotic' looks and a decent figure. Someone like Kamoshida wouldn't hesitate to find a way to blackmail her in order to sleep with her," said Haruhi flatly.

"Good point," said Ryuji.

"Besides, she didn't look too thrilled to be in that car with him from what I saw."

"So why were you so calm about the fact everyone knows you're on probation?" asked Ryuji.

Because that bugged him. Haruhi acted like it was no big deal that everyone knew about their records being leaked.

"I'm not Japanese," said Haruhi.

"Eh?!" said Ryuji in shock.

Haruhi turned to look at him amused.

"I'm actually British," said Haruhi.

And with how the British magicals viewed her, none of them were going to give an iota of damn about the false assault charge. Honestly, it wasn't like she cared what people thought of her...she had long since learned to ignore it.

The next evening

They were back at the castle again, and Haruhi felt rather amused that she was completely unfazed by the idea of a talking cat.

"You look absolutely adorable," she told Morgana.

Morgana blushed a bit, though he would only figure out later why.

At least Ryuji gained his own persona of their second impromptu trip into the castle.

Haruhi felt incredibly offended watching the way Kamoshida treated Takamaki. She despised misogynists, and Kamoshida was one of the worst. It didn't help that Takamaki gained her Persona right when the shadow Kamoshida was about to assault her.

She looked at her four allies and stated with no little anger...

"I vote that if we run into this prick while stealing the treasure, we kick him at least once in the balls."

"Fair enough to me!" said Ryuji, looking all too pleased at the prospect. Takamaki nodded heartily.

"I thought you already hit him with that occult thing you were doing last night?" said Morgana.

"Occult thing?" said Ryuji.

"I'm a Wiccan. Means I have a few tricks up my sleeve to make his life hell without any of it being traced back to me," said Haruhi. "Keep a close eye on Kamoshida tomorrow...he's going to be terrified of his balls falling off."

"What did you do to him?" asked Takamaki, darkly fascinated.

"I used a special herbal remedy that will put obvious discolored spots on his boy parts. It'll freak him out enough that he'll definitely visit a doctor, and the coloration will only get more alarming once he comes into contact with modern medicine," said Haruhi.

"That is terrifying and hilarious," said Ryuji with a shiver. "Wait, how did you dose him?"

"Broke into his office to place the hidden camera, and while I was there decided to have a bit of fun. Trust me, he's going to be in his own personal hell soon," said Haruhi darkly.

Takamaki developed an instant liking of Haruhi once she realized what sort of torture she put that pervert through. She had to give the other teen credit where credit was due...Kamoshida looked terrible and he had quit trying to harass her into sleeping with him.

"So what do we do with Kamoshida?"

"We continue with the plan to steal his treasure. Once we have a decent path set up to it, we'll send out an announcement of sorts to provoke him and steal it," said Morgana from Haruhi's bag.

"Sounds like fun," said Haruhi. "If we succeed, does anyone feel like eating out?"

"I don't think celebrating at a fast food places is a good idea, and I'm not that big a fan of ramen," said Takamaki.

"I mean like a real restaurant, not a chain one," corrected Haruhi.

"I'm in!" said Ryuji.

"It'll be expensive, and I've already spent most of my allowance this month. After all the stress that jerk Kamoshida's been putting me through, my budget is somewhat tight," said Takamaki uncomfortably.

"It'll be my treat," said Haruhi. "I mostly want to get examples of food that I can try to recreate later, since cooking is a hobby of mine. But I don't know any decent restaurants."

"Well in that case I know of one place, but I've never been to it personally," said Takamaki cheering up. "Though it'll be a while before we can pay you back."

"You can repay me by giving me honest critiques about my food," said Haruhi. "I've never really made anything other than British food, and most of the time I was stuck with people who had a set idea of what they wanted and refused to deviate from it."

"Oh yeah, I forgot you were British. Your accent is so good I barely even notice you're not Japanese," said Ryuji. That plus Haruhi's natural coloring was so similar to the locals that it made it easy to ignore.

Takamaki looked interested, and Haruhi was pleased to make a new friend.

"By the way, what did you do to Kamoshida? He's been unable to touch a volleyball or anything," said Takamaki the next morning.

"Ghost pepper oil on the driver's side door and his steering wheel. Until he figures out the counter to it, his hands are going to hurt like hell," said Haruhi simply. "I figure if his hands hurt too much to abuse the students, the worst he will be able to do is yell at them. Who knows, having someone maliciously prank that bastard might encourage them to speak up."

"How did you not get caught? I know for a fact there's security cameras on the parking lot where the teachers leave their cars!" said Ryuji amazed.

"I'm a second generation prankster with access to the internet, a large bank account and a pair of older brothers all too happy to act as my supplier for the really good shit. It helps that I gave him and his twin the money to start a joke shop like they wanted and they made me part-owner."

Fred might be paralyzed and no longer able to walk, but at least he was alive which was all George cared about.

Takamaki had a wicked look on her face. The fact Haruhi had a large bank account didn't bother her...perhaps the other teen had a large trust fund or something.

"Besides, it helps that I can bribe Morgana into carrying out the easier pranks that no one would suspect a cat of," said Haruhi.

Morgana smirked at that as well...the fatty tuna Haruhi had given him was absolutely delicious and apparently Haruhi had no issue spoiling the cat rotten.

She was really good with the ear scratches.

There was one thing that bothered Morgana though, and he brought it up on the walk to Sakura-san's house.

"Do they know you're a girl?"

"No. And neither of us are going to tell them and that will be the joke. When they finally do figure it out we're going to have fun documenting the reactions and laughing about it later," said Haruhi flatly.

Morgana thought that over, before he snickered.

"That sounds like fun. I can see Ryuji freaking out over the fact he missed it."

Haruhi snickered.

"Besides, with that asshole Kamoshida around it's a good thing I made everyone believe I'm a boy. Can you imagine the sort of crap he'd try to pull with my record and this ridiculous probation?"

Haruhi had special charms on her bras that allowed her to hide her modest bust, and she wore loose shirts. So long as the chest appeared flat, no one would be able to tell the difference unless they tried to look in her pants.

Originally she had made a mistake ordering her uniform, but found that she liked the freedom of being away from the sniping of the girls. Girls were more likely to try and date her, and not annoy her with their gossip if they thought she was a hot guy.

"So what are you teaching Futaba-chan anyway?"

"Magic. She's a witch, but due to certain circumstances she's become a bit of a shut-in. I agreed to act as her personal tutor so she can pass her classes in exchange for room and board at Sojiro's shop. We're hopeful that continued interaction with me will help Futaba-chan slowly overcome enough of the trauma to leave the house, since she's actually learning more from her online classes than she would have at a school. Most people wouldn't exactly be kind to someone as unique as her and there will be those who would be happy to take advantage of her computer skills," said Haruhi simply.

After the third lesson, Futaba had been coaxed out of her room at least. Sojiro was confident that it wouldn't be long before Futaba started calling Haruhi "big sister", since Haruhi did resemble Futaba's mother a lot.

Haruhi was calm, mature and patient. She accepted all of Futaba's quirks and was rather maternal to the younger girl, which helped to bring Futaba out of her shell once she got used to Haruhi coming into the house specifically to meet her.

The main reason Futaba did come out was because she mentioned something about the 'voice' of her mother being quiet around the older girl. Sojiro did not want to know what Futaba meant about that...all he knew was that it was majorly stressing his daughter out and it worried him.

"Nee-san!" said Futaba from the living room.

"Imouto," said Haruhi, gently ruffling her hair. Futaba squawked, but she was still smiling.

"Have you completed the task I gave you last week?" Futaba nodded enthusiastically.

"I made a list of 'fake' spells and then looked up their equivalent. There were a lot of so-called fake spells from role playing games that were actually real," said Futaba eagerly. That had been a fun assignment.

"I know, right? I wish I knew about that after I started Hogwarts, it would have made things more fun," said Haruhi with a laugh. "By the way I brought a little...friend...with me. This is Morgana."

Morgana meowed, or at least it seemed that way to Futaba.

"He's so cute! Wasn't Morgana the name of Merlin's rival?"

"Morgana Le Fay," said Haruhi with approval. "Ironic, considering I'm British. Now, about the spell list you found..."

Futaba pulled out her wand and began trying out the smaller spells on the orb Haruhi bought that would light up if the spell was cast correctly. The bigger (and often more destructive spells) would be tested out in Haruhi's trunk since it lessened the risk of damaging the house.

Haruhi was rather proud that she had converted Futaba to the Quibbler. She was sure Luna would happily adopt the girl as a little sister to spoil.

"So what are we going to call ourselves? I mean all Phantom Thieves require code names!" said Morgana.

Ironically it was their leader's codename that gave them the most trouble.

"Just call me Loki."

"Loki?" said Panther confused.

"Scandinavian trickster god. Also known as the god of fire in Norse mythology. He once tricked his brother into wearing a wedding dress to get his weapon back," said Haruhi. "He's known for being able to shapeshift and cause pranks, among other things."

"Nice!" said Skull with appreciation.

"He also gave birth to a eight legged horse once."

That got them to stop.

"Seriously?" said Panther.

"He got pregnant by a male horse, carried it and gave birth to it. It's name was Sleipnir and there were others but he didn't give birth to them," said Haruhi with far too much amusement at their expressions. "His wife, who was an ice giant, gave birth to a giant snake that encircles the earth, a massive wolf who's jaws reach from heaven to earth, and a daughter who was half-corpse and rules the lands of the dead."

"And you want to use that as your name?" asked Morgana.

"Well, trickster god, shapeshifter...it suits me pretty well," shrugged Haruhi. "Besides, no one local would be able to recognize me which is pretty much the entire purpose of a code name. Japan has it's own belief system and Loki is more European-based than Asian."

"He has a point," said Skull.

"So...Loki?" asked Panther.

"Loki it is," said Morgana in agreement.