So in the city, a rumor circulates: compared to the Mouse Monk, the Cat Monk falls far short. Although both only steal from villains, the latter gives all the stolen money to the poor, while the former keeps it for personal enjoyment.
What do you do with such a large amount of money—just as Aoto was about to ask, suddenly...
"...Mr. Tachibana."
Mukiwa, who had been playing the "respondent," suddenly shifted her role to the "inquirer" at this moment.
She blinked forcefully at Aoto, a strange emotion in her eyes that outsiders would find hard to notice.
"The question you just asked me reminded me of something I've always wanted to ask you..."
"Mr. Tachibana, when I secretly snuck into the Magistrate's Office that night to see how you all patrolled at night, you clearly could run fast when you discovered me. Why did you end up running so slowly?"
"Ah?" Aoto's eyes widened, and then his expression gradually turned odd.
