A new ally

It took Aru a moment to fully grasp what had just transpired.

"Ah, man!" he muttered, rubbing his cheeks.

The person in black he had been grappling with was a woman. In the struggle, he had inadvertently touched her chest several times.

'I guess I should be called a pervert. Just like the police, I don't have the right to grope a woman just because she's a thief,' he thought, chastising himself.

'But it was soft,' Aru recalled, a fleeting, inappropriate thought crossing his mind.

'What am I thinking? This teenage body has no control,' he berated himself, grabbing his head to force his focus back to reality.

"Where was I?"

He pushed the thoughts of the thief aside and turned his attention to the tightly bound old man in front of him.

"Now, I have to do something about you." Aru walked forward and crouched down, extending his left palm. A small plume of murky gas emerged, coalescing into a sphere.