Huh?
Clamping its hands tightly on the waste container, Naga-ashi stared fixedly at the human head.
"Everybody, stay calm!"
As a murmur spread across the crowd, somebody from the shop shouted. The voice was clear and crisp, and it sounded like a kid. Soon, a frail, tiny figure appeared, exposing himself as a kid. The boy, who did not appear more than 10 years old, skipped from the shop as he tried to avoid stepping on the glass fragments on the ground, causing his fluffy, curly hair to bob up and down in tandem with every step he took.
His face was pale as he went closer to the head. Then, stretching the cloth in his hand wide, he covered the head and held it up as if he was holding a football. After that, he turned around to glance at the crowd and shouted, "This woman was attempting a burglary in my shop and got hit by one of my anti-theft mechanisms. There's nothing to worry about, so you all can disperse now. I've already called the police."
