Ai knew she was in no position to judge others as she was breaking in herself. But she also knew her conscience was clear.
She couldn't say the same about the man, though, who was shifting skeptically in his place. His every action made her only more and more dubious.
Ai clutched her bag in which she kept Jun's gift. She could simply ignore the thief and walk away, pretending that she didn't see anything.
She looked up towards the mansion.
This is Jun's house and his family. How can I let anybody do something bad to them? Especially tonight at his parents' anniversary celebration…
Ai touched her chest and felt her racing heartbeat. For all she knew, he could be a dangerous man with a weapon. It was easier to tell the guards, but she was a runaway herself. They would throw her out if they saw her.
Coming to a decision, Ai glanced left and right. She couldn't find any stick or some sort to help her strike the man, but she did find something.
