Aoko was so angry at herself as she finally managed to reach the roof of the high building in her Kid costume. She was really lucky that no one saw her like that. Who would know, what her father had thought of her, if he saw her in that outfit.

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Kid suddenly heard a noise behind him and looked down from his perch above the rooftop door. He raised an eyebrow at the outfit, smiling slightly. There were always a few who attended his heists in the costume. though, they usually weren’t allowed inside….

He blinked and looked a bit closer.

Is that….?

The thief choked back a laugh. Why on earth was she in that getup?

“Flattering though it may be, I don’t think wearing that on nights when people are searching for one in the same costume is the best idea, ojou-san. Wouldn’t want to cause you any unneeded trouble, after all.”

He moved to the edge of the section to let her notice him, his cape waving around behind him.

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Even though she shouldn’t like it, she just couldn’t help herself. The feeling of his gentle lips on her own was just great. She still clung onto his jacket as she slowly kissed him back.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. Kaito had realised the feeling he had towards Aoko some time ago, even before finding out about his father. At that time, he hadn’t wanted to affect their friendship by telling her. And after taking up the title of Kaitou Kid, he hadn’t wanted to get her involved. But her closeness and the heat from her mouth almost made the magician forget that he hadn’t told her. He wanted to just continue savouring this moment….

However, he currently wasn’t Kuroba Kaito.

Much too soon, the thief reluctantly pulled away, moving the hand on her arm back up the shoulder. The other, he slid forward, lightly stroking her cheek.

“Hmm… this does cause some difficulty. I do wish to stay with you, ojou-san. However, I wouldn’t want to sadden everyone else who came here tonight, either….”

He fell back into the hug, his arms holding her close as Kid leaned over her, the charm on his monocle brushing against her face.

“So, please, would you allow me to carry out my promise to them? I swear to you that I will return and allow you to keep hold of the jewel, if it is not what I’m searching for.”

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