Chapter 105: A Shadow of the Past
Warm, witty, and careful not to judge others hastily—why would someone like this resort to petty theft?
Seeing her toss a tip to the bartender, it didn’t seem like she was short on money.
Shirone: "Um... I’m not sure if I should ask this, but I’m too curious not to."
Marsha leaned back in her chair.
Marsha:"Phew, I was wondering when you’d bring it up. But Shirone, a woman’s measurements aren’t something you hear—they’re something you see with your own eyes."
Shirone: "No! Not that! Why did you steal the porcelain?"
Marsha: "Huh?"
Shirone: "You don’t seem like the type to do such things. And you clearly weren’t lying about money. It wasn’t even something useful, so why...?"
Marsha:"Hmm."
She propped her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
Marsha: "I just... wanted to steal it."