One Last Strike (thief x/ voltage inc)

One of my normal days

~Mika's P.O.V~
I looked at the buildings and towers in Tokyo, Japan. Honestly, I liked this place a lot. it's been the only place that I've really grown to love since well, my mom got murdered by my stepfather who killed himself too. I sighed remembering that time, it might the reason why I became one the most mysterious thieves in Tokyo. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Mika Yakimora, the most swiftest thief Tokyo has ever got. At least, second in-line after the Black Foxes. I turned to my left and looked at my reflection; my dark, slightly wavy hair went to my waist and my soft, chocolate brown eyes wondered over my outfit. A light gray hoodie over a dark red button up blouse and black skinny ripped jeans with red converse. I sighed at myself. If you think I look like my mom, think again, I don't. She has orange hair and I have brown, she has green eyes and I have brown, we were the complete opposite. And it wasn't better with my stepfather, he had shoulder length blonde hair and shiny blue eyes. Talk about surfer guy showbiz. Anyway, I stared at my reflection for a moment until somebody pushed my way "Hey kid! Watch where ya going!" A man yelled. I glared at him and pushed him away, walking away as if nothing happened "Hey! I'm not done with you yet! Come back or I'll call your parents!" I rolled my eyes at him. Like I still have parents. Technically I might have a real father alive out there, and I'm gonna find out whoever he is. I just walked past the crowd, ignoring all of the complaints and yelling. I went inside a cafe and waited in line. I was at the back of a tall man and he looked like he was talking on the phone, or more like yelling. His wallet was at the pocket that nobody can see, I smirked and slid my hand in his pocket. I searched around for any sign of a leather thing until I finally felt one and took it out. It was the man's turn to order now "I want a cappuccino, please." "Okay that'll be ¥13." The girl in the counter asked while twirling her hair. I rolled my eyes at her, she probably thinks he's gonna fall for a slut like her, the man checked for his wallet but I took it and he's gonna go all over the streets to look for it "I have to go and check if I dropped my wallet somewhere in the street. This girl right here can take my spot, but when I find my wallet and come back here could you just make it in advance?" He asked. The girl giggled and batted her eyes at him "Of course." She said like she was his girlfriend. I hate it when this chick/slut comes by this guy and starts flirting at him and eventually have a sloppy make out session until it turns to a really, really messy thing in the guy's bedroom, I dare you to guess what they were doing. I lazily walked in front of the register "What can I get you?" The girl asked. She glared at me like I was her only problem "Speak up!" She yelled. I looked at her evilly "I'll have a mocha frappe. There, you happy?" I asked in a matter of fact way. She snorted and looked at me. I swear that slut is gonna get punched by me sooner or later. I glared at her "¥14." She said. I payed her and got my drink. That slut is a really, really getting into my nerves. Let's see if she's gonna taste me more. I walked to the restroom to see that slut doing her make up. Luckily there were no security cameras in this place so I was free to do anything I want as long as I don't make any noise. She noticed me and turned my direction "What the hell do you want?!" Now I could tell she was a real slut that no man dared to date. I walked her direction and looked at her "Payback." Then I punched so hard that I might've let her nose bleed. She looked at me, her nose had gore dripping from them, a black eye and a purple bruise on her cheek. That slut finally got what she deserved. I walked out of the restroom and the cafe, ignoring what I just did to that slut. This was just one of the days of my normal life.