The sounds of Ten's footsteps echoed through the plan narrow hallway. Looking around, the young man could tell it was neatly cleaned... a few minutes ago kind of cleaned. Passing by the administration block, he stole a 65-inch television that was inside one of the rooms... unlike the last items, this looked like it was bought recently.
—What kind of people live here?'
Ten couldn't help but ponder.
He knows that the school has been turned into a research facility. However, the fact that the owners can install such a space out here on the moon means that they are powerful and extremely rich, or used to be, at least.
The pink-hair blamed his lapse in judgment for not thinking about the owner first. That said, he felt zilch about it —a good thief steals without worrying about the owner, especially when such new discoveries are in front of him.
—If I meet my big brother in the future, he should make me something cool out of these discoveries.
