-To the duty room on the 3rd floor of the old school building by 5 PM.
“…Ha.”
Chloe, dressed in sportswear, crumpled the note and let out an irritated sigh.
“How many tis has the location been changed now?”
-Three days later, on the roof of the main building….
-Five days later, in the professor’s office…
-Four days later, behind the church…
…
..
.
Every ti she went to the eting place, there was a note, and each ti she went to the location indicated on that note, the ti and place were changed again.
“I understand, but there should be a limit.”
She had anticipated that they would change the location a few tis to avoid ambushes or traps if the eting place was fixed, but…
The irritation was unavoidable.
“If he doesn’t show up this ti either…”
Click-click
Chloe, who had been voicing her complaints, fell silent at the sound of footsteps echoing down the hall, her face turning back to that of a dazed university student.
“…Ah..! Ah!…Uh…over there…!”
The man appearing at the end of the corridor was dressed in a pitch-black suit, wearing a mask one might see at a ball.
‘He’s about 188 cm tall. With the heels of his shoes being about 2 cm, he’s probably around 186 cm? Weight in the upper 80s kg. Judging by his stride and thigh muscles, he must exercise regularly. That mask is an artifact that causes cognitive impairnt. Just that mask alone would be quite expensive… And the fabric of his clothes isn’t sothing you can get easily, so he must co from a very well-off noble family.’
Outwardly playing the part of a scared graduate student, Chloe was collecting information about the opponent in her mind.
‘Though he seems full of openings…’
Chloe shook her head slightly.
Underestimating the opponent was a bad habit.
The identity of Ninetails, soone who adorned themselves with high-class artifacts, couldn’t be ordinary.
That seemingly full-of-openings appearance must also be a trap to deceive her.
“Nice to et you, Chloe.”
“…Y-Yes…But…uh…over there…I…in the gallery…”
“No, should I call you Ninetails?”
“Eh?!…N-Ninetails? ?…No, no!…If you’re talking about Ninetails…in the gallery…the one who’s called the Phantom Thief, right?”
“You know that pretending not to know is just a waste of ti, right?”
“No, really, it’s not …sigh…Really…forget it.”
She thought he would at least test the waters, but she didn’t expect him to go straight to the point like this.
Rustle-
Chloe sighed deeply, cutting off her hairband with her fingernails, letting her sky-blue long hair flutter.
Shh-
Then, like changing a mask, she swept her hand over her face, and instead of glasses, a fox-like mask appeared.
“I had my suspicions, but I didn’t think you’d really know my identity?”
Zzzt-
Next, she unzipped her shabby sportswear, revealing pure white skin as if she wore nothing underneath…
Boom-!
But just as her nipples were about to be exposed, smoke suddenly burst out, concealing Chloe’s figure.
“However you found out, well done. I’ll give you credit. Yes, I am Ninetails.”
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