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Whether it was getting a cat out of a tree, helping pick up trash, or working with a soup kitchen, being the “superhero” of Nagoya was a tough job, a job only Tsuno Manami could handle. After a long day of helping people, she was content to just go back to her apartment and get some sleep. And she nearly did before she heard some crying from an alley. She turned and saw a figure crouched down, sobbing. It looked like they were wearing a mask? She couldn’t really see much of them due to how dark it was but they looked like they needed help. She walked over to them and crouched down to their level with a “Hey, it’s okay!” She was reaching out to put her hand on their shoulder when the person grabbed their arm, got up, grabbed their other arm and put them in a ballroom dance pose of sorts. Tsuno got a better look at them, they seemed to be wearing a white mask that seemed to be of a fox, her attire was entirely white and it looked like she was wearing a white cape. Tsuno pushed her away, stumbling away. “W-who are you?” She stammered out. They raised their head and pointed at her:
“I am the phantom thief of Nagoya” Phantom thief? She may have heard of that before but it was evading her memory…
“It’s so nice to finally see you up close.” That brought her back to reality.
“I-i-i-i don’t know you.”
“But I know you..”
That sent shivers down her neck, she couldn’t scream, call for help or even move. “That’s right…be quiet.” She grabbed her hand and placed it against her cheek. “I’ve been watching you for so so, so long.” She has? Who…who is this girl? A tear ran down her face. “Ah, don’t cry. I’ve got something to make you feel better.” she raised her mask slightly, only revealing her mouth. She then pressed her lips against her neck, leaving a kiss mark, Tsuno nearly fainted but the girl caught her. “My name is Okazaki Hanano, remember that.” She couldn’t remember what happened after that, only she had left her alone. Tsuno ran the remaining stretch back home. Collapsing over the sink, she stared at the kiss mark on her neck, part of her thought to wipe it off…. But she couldn’t and instead covered it. It felt so weird…but good. As she snuggled herself into bed all she could think about was that person. “Okazaki Hanano…” She’d never heard that name ever, but apparently, she knew a lot about her. She’d research everything about her tomorrow, but for now, she needed some rest.