Pickpocketer

"Are you girls ready?"

"Yeah!"

They screamed, ready for their practice. Since it would be a hassle to find a place to perform, I decided to use our base for them to practice.

Walking down the road, someone touched my legs and walked by. Touching my pocket, it seemed like I had been pickpocketed. 

"Hey, wait up!" 

I yelled at the person that had touched my legs. Even if the person had stealthily pickpocketed me, I was susceptible to being touched. 

The five girls were confused by what happened and looked at me, wondering what was happening.

Seeing that the person who had pickpocketed me didn't stop walking away, I ran toward them—the idol group who was supposed to practice followed me.

Putting my hand on their shoulder, they stopped. Looking at who robbed me, it was a winged human male in his thirties. 

"Do you need anything?"