The socially awkward villain's furry superpower

Sienna walked into the dormitory with the same energy some people have when they arrive at a resort or luxury hotel.

She was overjoyed to finally be able to get away from the crowd and enjoy some private time alone.

"Hey, boss, you're back."

Sienna sighed as she slipped into her dorm room and closed the door. It was practically alone.

Teddy was sitting on her bed with his legs crossed and his back against the wall, while Sienna's laptop was open in front of her.

The charging cable stretched halfway through the room, and Sienna's chair was used as a support so that the cable could reach the socket.

A thick British accent came from the laptop.

The grizzly bear, the fiercest predator in the northern Canadian Rockies, is surprisingly gentle.

"Are you listening to a documentary?" Sienna asked.

"Yes."

"When a male grizzly bear senses that its mate seems interested, it will mount her—"

The laptop slammed shut.

Teddy's gaze remained fixed on where the screen had originally been.

"How was your day?" Teddy asked after a while, snapping out of his reverie.

Sienna looked at her suspiciously, especially noticing the blush on the girl's cheeks.

"It's alright, but the class is a bit boring. The professor also assigned some homework that's due next week."

“That’s not bad,” Teddy said.

"Have you been watching...nature documentaries all day?"

Sienna asked, though she didn't really want to know the answer.

Teddy shook his head, then suddenly popped out from a pile of blankets. "I got you an outfit, boss."

Sienna's mind went blank for a moment, then seemed to download some updates before restarting.

"What do you say?"

Just then, Teddy rushed to the other end of the room and came back carrying a pile of clothes, his dirty hands making the clothes all crumpled.

"Here you go, boss."

She took the clothes, put them on the bed, then took off her backpack and kicked off her shoes.

Unfolding the outfit, one could see it was a black ensemble.

At first glance, it looks like a suit, but the lines on the pants and vest give it a "1920s gangster" vibe.

The suspenders and matching tie further enhance this feeling.

The felt hat that Teddy placed next to the clothing completely ruled out the possibility that it was any other kind of clothing.

“There’s another mask,” Teddy said, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a large black domino mask.

Sienna looked at the clothes, then at Teddy, "Where did you get all this?"

She didn't really want to ask, fearing the answer would be "I stole it."

The answer to this question might come with a knock on the door, followed by two police officers asking some pointed questions.

“I’ve found Aleia Ikta,” Teddy said.

Sienna rebooted her mind again; clearly, the first reboot wasn't enough.

"What do you mean by finding him? How did you find him?" Did that villain come to their dorm?

"I found it on the internet."

"Can his address be found online?"

Teddy shook his head. "No, it's like this: I found out he was in the theater business, so I went to the theater and had him get us some costumes."

"It's that simple?"

Teddy frowned, looked up at the ceiling, and thought, "I asked a few friends to help me."

Sienna covered her face with her hands. "Are you hiding your identity?"

“He didn’t even hide his identity,” Teddy said. “His name is Jacob, and when he’s not in his costume, he looks a bit frail. Even more frail.”

Sienna pointed to the outfit. "You think this... would suit me as an outfit?"

Teddy blinked, then looked at the outfit. "Yeah. This is the boss's outfit, and you're the boss."

"I...I think so too."

She didn't think of herself as having any boss-like airs, but Teddy kept calling her that, and it was at least her title.

At least that's what her status page shows, and perhaps she should act like that.

When she thinks about clothing, the first thing that comes to mind is the kind of miniskirts and low-cut tops worn by heroines in the 1970s.

Heroism was in vogue at the time.

It's safe to say she would rather die than wear those kinds of clothes.

Another option, which she felt was more acceptable, was the heavy armor worn by some more intimidating heroes.

But that kind of equipment must be very expensive, and she suspected that if she bought it, she might be targeted.

“Aren’t we going out in a little while?” Teddy asked.

Sienna shifted her position; she hadn't made any concrete plans for tonight yet.

She knew she had to find a way to deal with Homi and act quickly.

But when it comes to actually taking action and going out to do something...

Sienna felt that this was not in her nature, especially since it might involve violence.

But then again, if she doesn't take action, won't her future be just as ruined as if she did?

“Well, I mean…right, we need to call Isabella, and then…we’ll see how things go.”

"Okay. I have my own clothes. While you change here, I can go to the bathroom to change."

Sienna hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Teddy was surprisingly considerate of Sienna's need for personal space.

She watched as the girl walked into the bathroom carrying a large bag containing something purple.

She made sure the door was locked, then quickly put on the outfit.

This outfit...it's almost as if it was tailor-made for her.

She had to twist a little to put on the pants, but it was about the same as when she was wearing well-fitting jeans.

Although the vest was a bit tight, it wasn't uncomfortably tight.

Sienna looked down at herself, a question forming in her mind.

How did Teddy find such a well-fitting outfit? Did Aleja Iqta find it for him?

Her cheeks flushed slightly. Could he tell what size was right just by looking at her?

The most likely answer is that he used his abilities to find clothes that fit perfectly.

She put on the fedora, then hesitated before putting on the mask.

The bathroom door slid open, and a figure dressed in purple stepped out.

Sienna didn't even know how to describe Teddy's outfit.

That's...that's a pimp's outfit.

The girl found a cute yellow summer dress that Sienna recognized, one they had bought at a thrift store, but she wore it over a pair of cargo shorts.

This is strange enough, but still acceptable.

But that huge, fluffy purple jacket and that hat with a brim half the height of a teddy bear...

"What are you wearing?" Sienna asked.

“My clothes,” Teddy said, “are a pimp’s outfit.”

“I can tell,” Sienna said. “Do you… know what pimps do?”

Teddy nodded, his huge hat brim swaying wildly. "I know, it's a very powerful predator."

Sienna felt her nose wrinkling inside the mask. "I don't... I mean, technically speaking, that's true. But I don't think it's quite right."

“I mean, it’s not brown,” Teddy said. “But it’s not that bad, is it?”

"I think you would look much better if you didn't wear that coat."

Teddy shrugged and took off his jacket. "Okay. Can I keep this hat?"

"I...maybe I shouldn't wear this hat? We can definitely find you a better-looking one. Maybe we can even find a mask?"

She was sure she could find a decent hat at the two-dollar store.

There are always masks for sale there, mostly cheap hero-themed replicas.

"Okay, shall we go out like this?"

Sienna looked down at herself.

After careful consideration, I realized the potential consequences of leaving the dormitory in this outfit, which I might wear when committing a crime.

Then I realized that I'm really not suited to doing things like rescuing a damsel in distress or doing chivalrous deeds.

It was already quite obvious before.

"Okay. I think you can wear your hoodie over the skirt."

This way we can cover our ears too, and we can also bring a backpack to put everything in.

I need to... change all of this. Can I have a minute?

"Okay. I'll go wait in the bathroom. Call me when you're done changing, boss."

Sienna changed back into her usual school uniform and then stuffed the outfit into her empty backpack.

"I've changed!" she shouted to Teddy, while looking for her phone.

She has to make a phone call, and then, after making the call, they're going to get themselves into a lot of trouble.

She wasn't looking forward to it at all.