The pink suitcase was returned to its rightful owner, and Sumaru Yuki silently opened the lid. However, her mind was still pondering over Nanahara Takeshi's previous words, as well as recalling the frustration and irritation when Liuli Kiyomi had stolen her wallet twice. She began to understand how those victims she had tricked in the past must have felt, and suddenly she felt a pang of regret—it hurt to be harmed, after all. Perhaps it wasn't right to harm an innocent and good person. Maybe she really should change her targets, focusing only on the bad ones.
If they were bad, it wouldn't matter then, right?
If someone deliberately hurt others, exploited the social rules to leech off others, fattened themselves on the blood and flesh of others, then it wouldn't be indecent to carve a piece off them, right?
