Remembering the legend of the Mist Tengu and those not-so-human-friendly yokai friends of his, Kid's fatigue from staying up all night vanished instantly. He forced his eyes wide open, and his hands moved a little faster.
Kuroba Chikage watched her son's unusual behavior. After hesitating for a moment, she chose her words carefully. "Well, actually, I watched some videos uploaded by netizens about what happened at Tokyo Tower."
Remembering that unpleasant experience, Kid said listlessly, "What's there to watch?"
Kuroba Chikage hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
When she had heard that her son was planning another operation, she had immediately bought snacks in advance, turned on her computer, and prepared to admire her son's dashing figure.
When she discovered that this operation was taking place at Tokyo Tower, Kuroba Chikage recalled what had happened to her eighteen years ago and immediately had a certain premonition. Once she learned who was holding an exhibition at the top of the tower, the former Phantom Thief was completely certain that her premonition had come true.
"Eighteen years ago, I met your father on the Eiffel Tower, and one kiss sealed our love." Kuroba Chikage crunched through potato chips as she watched the tower on the screen, along with Nakamori Aoko and her son entering it. Her face reddened. "Perhaps eighteen years later, you'll continue our romantic love story on another tower."
Sure enough, similar events happened one after another: Black Market forces appeared, gunfire and engine roars echoed from the rooftop, then a sports car crashed through the window at a bizarre angle and burst out of the building, with two figures falling alongside it...
"...?"
Kuroba Chikage froze, and the potato chip in her hand clicked onto the table.
Kuroba Chikage: "..."
...Where was that cute seventeen-year-old girl from next