Naoto's complexion had gone from red to pale in record time.
"Y, you'll...what?"
"Oh, hon, did you think underwear theft was my only talent? That's just my recently developed knack. I was small time before that. You know, blouses, skirts, what-have-you. Stealing underwear is so much more rewarding, you know? Nothing public, but the target? They know. But if someone really, really has it coming... well..."
The newly freed thief was grinning from ear to ear as she stood up and walked to Naoto's side, poking at her collar bone to punctuate each of her next words.
"...I can take from them eve-ry-thing."
"Y, you would not dare! You won't get away with this!"
"Oh? And who would think twice about arresting a strange female streaker? There was only another boy here, last I was aware... a strange girl would be quickly apprehended, I bet. If she were lucky..."
Naoto gulped, the many unpleasant possibilities dancing into her mind.
"So, it's your call, dearie. You want to help me, or give up that precious reputation of yours? The 'Detective Streaker Princess' does have a cute ring to it..."
Naoto mustered all the will she could, then made her choice. She-
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