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3 - my panties got stolen.

Few days had passed since that incident and the weekend came about. Chris got up, feeling like his usual self as he got off his bed and took a small notebook from the floor, flipping through its pages to search for a breakfast recipe. He settled on some scrambled eggs and sausages, and closed the notebook before walking to the kitchen.

He put down a bowl on the white counter and took out a few eggs from the fridge before cracking them open. Taking out a fork next, he beat the eggs as he stirred them until the color seemed to be the same on all sides, then prepared the frying pan. He poured the mixture into the pan and quickly used the fork to make sure nothing got stuck.

The sausages came out from the fridge next, and he cooked them before putting them on the plate with the scrambled eggs. Just as he was about to get eating, a girl wearing blue sports attire opened the door to his place, sweat running all over her face. Her skin was slightly tanned from the amount of exercise she did every day, and she was slightly more muscular than the average girl.

"Oh." Chris waved with a spoon in his hand. "Morning, Arielle."

Arielle Kareda was a girl who would train every day to improve her Multi-Style ability. Even on days where she was given a break, she would keep on practicing one of 5 fighting styles she had mastered until the sun went down.

"Hah... Morning, Chris. You wanna go out for a jog?"

"Don't get me started on the fact that you disturbed my breakfast."

Arielle walked in and closed the door behind her, wiping herself with a towel. She undid her ponytail, letting her brown hair loose, and wiped it as well.

"You've been getting into regular exercise lately, huh?" Chris asked, putting a spoonful into his mouth.

"Yeah," she said. "I can't practice my martial arts that often now without getting hurt myself. I mean like, come on, did recoil throw a reverse card at me?"

"Perhaps."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm gonna run out in a bit. Wanna tag along?"

"You can wait for me outside. I gotta shower first."

"Alright."

Arielle quickly stepped outside and closed the door, tying her hair up as she did so. Chris, having finished his breakfast, walked into his closet and started taking the clothes he needed, only to realize...

"Hey, where did my panties go?"

He started searching around the closet.

"I swear, I stored them somewhere around here..."

After looking in one place, he looked in another.

"No, not here... Not here either... Damn, not here as well..."

"Hey, Chris, you ready yet?" Arielle shouted from outside, crossing her arms as she waited impatiently.

"Not yet! My panties suddenly disappeared!"

She immediately broke into a laugh, seeing this as a funny matter. However, the moment she heard the sound of windows opening, she remembered what Klein had said few days prior, on the day after that incident. "If you hear windows opening from Chris' house, quickly run in. There's a chance someone's getting him."

"Chris!"

The windows were open and the air was blowing in as Chris disappeared. Again.

"I'm not letting the kidnapper get away this time!" she thought as she quickly leaped out the window. Seeing the large drop, she twisted her body in a clockwise fashion.