Inside Wayne Manor.
Ririko had just come out of the bathroom. She sat at the dressing table, squeezed a pump of lotion into her palm, and began working her way up from her ankles, applying it bit by bit.
While she was diligently tending to her skin, someone knocked on her door.
"Come in." Ririko continued what she was doing.
The door opened, and Alfred stood in the doorway, his expression solemn and serious.
When he saw Ririko rubbing milky-white lotion onto her pale thighs, he immediately turned away and fixed his gaze on an abstract painting in the hallway.
"What is it?" Ririko screwed the cap back onto the lotion bottle and spoke casually.
Alfred cleared his throat and addressed the abstract painting.
"The wife of D.Haven's mayor has called the police. She says you and Dick made her son run laps around the university with his backside bare."
Out of the corner of his eye, Alfred glanced at the lotion bottle on the dressing table, then looked away as though he had been shocked.
Ririko gave a cold laugh.
"What does her idiot son's taste for streaking have to do with me?" She stood, and the hem of her bathrobe fell to cover her knees.
Alfred scratched his forehead twice. He, too, felt this was the most ridiculous situation he had ever encountered.
But things had reached this point, and he had no choice but to have Ririko deal with the mess herself.
"Bruce and I will arrange bail for you as quickly as possible, but I'm afraid you'll still have to go to the station for now. Otherwise, both you and Dick will effectively be admitting that you tricked someone into indecent behavior."
Ririko took a deep breath. She understood what Alfred meant.
As the butler, he