Funina, please let me steal your heart!

The Phantom Thief White Cat has made it clear that he will not stop. The Law Enforcement Court calls on everyone to keep their belongings properly and report any problems to the police immediately.

Who is the White Cat Thief? The truth is still confusing, and this newspaper will continue to pay attention to the developments...

......

"Hmm, a Phantom Thief..."

Inside Momang Palace.

The current water goddess of Fontaine, Funina, is enjoying her breakfast while reading today's news.

The gradient hair of white and blue and the unique eyes of different shades of blue all highlight her special appearance, and the close-fitting dress makes her even more charming.

The premise is to ignore the actually flat human heart.

There was no one around, so she lazily crossed her thin but fair legs, savoring the rare quiet time alone in her day.

When seeing the photo of Marcelle, Funina couldn't help but chuckle: "What an expression! Hahaha! The reporter took a really good picture."

Putting the snack into her mouth and licking her fingertips, Funina turned her gaze to the next row.

"Huh? Why did you steal my portrait as well?"

Could it be that...

"She's actually a huge fan of mine?"

Why not steal something else, why her portrait?

That must be the case! Funina smiled and sighed, "Alas, being too popular is also a sin. Who told me to be so popular?"

She closed the newspaper and placed it on the table.

The appearance of the Phantom Thief was not big news to her, as she had witnessed Fontaine’s history over the past few hundred years with her own eyes.

Since ancient times, Fontaine has been home to many strange characters.

There is no difference whether there is one more thief or one less.

Compared to this, everything that comes next is the most important.

Furninna came to the mirror and looked at herself in it.

"It's a new day again..."

After she muttered to herself, she slapped her cheek hard.

It's time to go on stage.

............

The morning sun shone on her face, and Luna's long eyelashes moved slightly.

"Um......."

She slowly opened her eyes, and after vaguely realizing that it was already morning, Luna slowly got up.

After lying in bed for a while, I reluctantly went to the bathroom to wash up.

Waking up is always the most painful time.

She made herself a casual breakfast of toast and eggs with jam and a cup of warm milk, and took out today's newspaper from the mailbox at the door.

"puff--"

Then when she opened it and saw the photo prominently displayed on the homepage, Luna couldn't help but burst out laughing.

There is no other reason, this expression is really too classic.

There was nothing special about the content of the news. The reporter, named Charlotte, might have added some embellishments to the story, but she did not distort right and wrong.

I don’t know if other tabloid societies would do the same.

But the public's opinion is of no importance to Luna.

She's not going to be a messenger of justice.

After finishing her breakfast leisurely, Luna changed into her regular clothes. She was going somewhere today.

That is Chioriya.

Now that you have decided to be a musical actor, you must be fully prepared.

The first thing is to find the right troupe and then conduct interviews.

If possible, it would be best to get the leading role.

And it can't be just any ordinary troupe. If they want to gain popularity quickly, they have to find a troupe that can perform at the Oprykle Opera House.

Admittedly, this is a bit too ambitious, but she doesn't have the patience to start from a supporting role, from a young age.

"Since I already have professional acting skills and near-perfect singing skills, why can't I win the most important leading role in one fell swoop?" Luna said, turning around in front of the mirror.

As long as they want, she will give everyone the most shining stage.

Luna put on her boots and walked out of the house. She walked to the corner of the street and stopped in front of a clothing store.

I raised my eyes and looked at the sign - Chiori-ya.

Her old friend is the owner of this clothing store.

Luna pushed the door open without hesitation, and the bell at the door made a crisp sound, attracting the attention of the person who was drawing on the table.

"Welcome...it's you."

Came an unenthusiastic voice.

Luna smiled and said, "What a cold reaction. Shouldn't you be more enthusiastic when you see your friends?"

"Yes."

"Now that you know, why not welcome me in a warmer tone, Chiori?"

Qianzhi didn't even raise her head: "Please, just welcome once is enough."

"You won't be able to please the guests like this."

"I don't need it, and I don't want it. You expect me to put on a business smile. You might as well expect the thief who made a big fuss yesterday to return the things obediently." Her tone was still cold.

Luna was surprised and asked, "Did you read the newspaper?"

"Just saw it. Unfortunately, there is no photo of the thief in the newspaper. I would like to know what kind of clothes the thief would wear."

Qianzhi stopped writing, exhaled, and finally stood up straight.

She glanced at the design and didn't seem very satisfied, but she didn't say it. Instead, she put down her pen decisively and came to Luna.

"You came just in time. Be my model."

"Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing here?"

"Free food and free drinks."

Luna shook her head and said, "No."

Chiori. Her friend.

Her brown hair was tied into a ponytail and was curled. Her red eyes were shining with a dull brilliance.

She is always like this, lacking any enthusiasm towards people, but burning like fire when it comes to clothes.

Although he was born in Inazuma, he now lives in Fontaine.

When Luna first became an adventurer, she met Chiori, who had just arrived in Fontaine not long ago. Chiori would entrust her with various collection commissions and often asked her to be a model.

After a few interactions, we naturally became familiar with each other and became friends.

"What is that? A model specially for me?"

"No, I want to ask you to make a custom dress."

Qianzhi's eyes widened: "You...are you really the real you?"

"Why are you so surprised!"

"Since we met, you have never asked me to make even one piece of clothing."

Qianzhi glanced at Luna's clothes and said, "You always wear those cheap clothes of unknown brands, which makes your beautiful body go to waste. I asked you to change what I made, but you were reluctant to do it. You said that you owed me a lot of favors and I could only repay you with your body."

Luna's eyes wandered: "Well, because wearing such nice clothes to fight is really..."

"Just cut the enemy down before his clothes get damaged."

"That's easy for you to say, and didn't I accept the clothes you made for me?"

Qianzhi pinched the hem of Luna's clothes: "The result is that it has been two years, and you are still wearing this."

“I call this saving.”

"You are beautiful."

Luna blushed slightly, folded her hands and said, "I know, but you don't have to say this every time."

Qianzhi's expression was indifferent: "I don't mean anything else, I just said that you are a natural model. The right person should wear the right clothes, and only I can make clothes that suit you."

If it was the Luna of the past, she would have definitely misunderstood her meaning and mistakenly thought that she was sucked into a black hole and could not escape the gravity of the heavy girl.

But now she understood that Chizhi was just confident in her skills and proud of them.

“So I came to you to order it.”

Qianzhi's expression seemed to soften a little: "It's a wise choice. Tell me, what are your requirements?"

Luna smiled and said, "It's for me to use in the interview for the musical actors. You decide the details."

Qianzhi was stunned.

"actor?"

10: Beware of the Fontaine woman

Luna nodded: "Actor."

Qianzhi asked again: "You?"

"I."

"....Serious?" Chizhi asked bluntly.

"Seriously." Luna pulled the chair over and put her hand on the back.

Chizhi looked Luna up and down for a while.

Even she had to praise Luna's beauty, and her voice was as clear and melodious as a bird's.

If she had to be given a nickname, it would definitely be "Canary".

There was a thoughtful gleam in her eyes. Since it was a commission, no matter what the reason was, as long as it was custom-made clothing, she would accept it.

And she was already thinking about what kind of dress to wear for Luna.

Qianzhi's mind was thinking, but her mouth didn't stop: "Do you think you can do it?"

"can."

"cry."

Luna immediately covered her face and cried, tears welling up in her eyes.

Qianzhi opened her eyes slightly and said, "When did you become such a good actor? Smile."

"Maybe it's because I'm a genius? How do you want me to laugh?"

Chizhi casually said, "A psychopath who laughed after encountering a corpse."

They actually asked me to play a mentally ill person.