"Who are you? Why are you following us?"
Rita rested her hands on her thighs, her legs pressed together beneath her black skirt with white trim. Her wine-red eyes regarded him with confusion as she questioned him. Though he had been sent flying several meters by Rita's kick, she had not actually used much force, so he was not seriously hurt.
"Ow... Who's following you? I was just passing by! You kicked me for no reason, and you kicked me so hard! I'm telling you, this isn't over. I'm calling the police!"
The young man lay on the ground, clutching his stomach with both hands and putting on a pained expression as he immediately turned the accusation back on them.
The Strange Prop
"Rita..."
Shiina Mashiro stood beside Rita. Upon hearing the young man's threat, her normally blank, airheaded expression showed a trace of concern.
"It's fine..."
Giving Shiina Mashiro a reassuring look, Rita did not get angry. Instead, she wore an exceedingly polite smile.
"Just passing by... You want to call the police, right? Shall I call them for you?"
Rita took out her phone and looked at him without the slightest concern.
"You..."
Rita's reaction baffled the young man. Yet a bad feeling arose in his heart, and without much thought, the moment he uttered that first word... he released his stomach, pulled something from his clothes, and covered Rita's mouth with it.
That might have worked on an ordinary girl, but unfortunately, he was facing Rita. The instant he moved, Rita slapped his hand away and snatched the item from his grasp.
The young man clearly had not expected to fail at such close range. He did not dare resist again and hurriedly scrambled to his feet, intending to flee.
But before he could even stand up,