The socially awkward villain's furry superpower

Trinity, the most sneaky little sister, tiptoed across the lawn like a little rabbit.

Yes, it was her two clones who did it. The last clone was standing next to her most reliable sister, Sienna, but she couldn't help bouncing around on her heels.

It's so unfair that only two clones can move.

If you're not careful, one of your clones might not get enough exercise, and then a third of her will get fat.

The two clones, who were tiptoeing across the lawn, stuck out their tongues, bit their tongues, and nimbly crossed the yard to the back of the house.

She hoped no one would see her, because if she were discovered, her most reliable older sister, Sienna, might have a bad impression of her.

That said, the outfit she chose was really clever.

Look, she looks like a thief, so if someone saw her wearing a striped shirt, a mask, and that fluffy tail, they would only think she was part of a gang of thieves, not a lone villain.

This plan is foolproof!

“Alright,” Trinity, standing next to Sienna, said, “I’m at the house.”

"Okay, now we need to find a way in. Could you check if the door has an alarm?"

Trinity's clones all nodded. "No problem!" she said.

One of her clones left the wall and quickly moved to the balcony at the back of the house.

The balcony is surrounded by a fence, and there's a door at the top of the stairs leading to it. The area beneath the balcony, enclosed by a lattice fence, is piled high with dirt and old, decaying leaves, making it look difficult to clean.

Trinity jumped up, grabbed the bottom edge of the fence, and struggled to squeeze onto the balcony, landing right next to a barbecue grill, where her bottom got stuck.

“Oh dear,” Trinity said.

"What's wrong?" Sienna asked.

“My butt is too big and it’s stuck,” Trinity said.

She looked around in another form near the house, then happily exclaimed "Aha!" as she found a handy tool.

It was an old shovel half-hidden under the balcony.

She sneaked over, grabbed a shovel, raised it high above her head, and smacked her stuck bottom a few times until she jumped onto the balcony with a "bang".

“I’m at the door,” she told Sienna.

She pressed her face tightly against the terrace door, squinting hard to see what was happening inside.

"Hmm, Sienna? What does the alarm look like?"

The most reliable older sister, Sienna, blinked. "I... I really don't know. I was thinking... maybe look for a box near the door with wires attached, like a sensor?"

Trinity started searching based on this description.

Meanwhile, the clone on the balcony browsed through the missions. Her other sisters did indeed possess more skills—after all, they were older—but that didn't mean Trinity wanted to fall behind forever.

She'd better work hard to catch up!

[New mission!]

[Make a scene!]

[Reward: You will receive 1 skill upgrade point for each house destroyed. Each successful destruction will increase your Mischief Value by 1 point!]

To accept or to reject?

Hmm... that sounds interesting, though it doesn't seem like something a villain would do.

Trinity accepted the mission, but then went on to find a mission that better suited her sister's villainous style.

She didn't want one of her clones to just be a troublemaker!

[New mission!]

Set it on fire!

[Reward: 1 skill upgrade point for each house burned down. Each successful burndown increases your Scoundrel value by 1 point!]

Accept? Reject?

She shook her head. What's the point?

[New mission!]

【theft!】

[Reward: 1 skill upgrade point for every $1000 worth of stolen items. Each successful theft increases your villain stat by 1 point!]

To accept or to reject?

That's more like it!

She checked around the door to see if there were any alarms.

There was a small white box next to the door. She wasn't sure if it was an alarm, but she didn't want to take the risk and ruin her reputation before she even started being a thief.

“I plan to go in through the window,” she said.

“Okay,” Sienna replied.

Now Trinity has to figure out how to get in through the window; there's a window not far from the door that looks like it leads to the kitchen.

She moved to the barbecue grill, pulled it towards the wall, and her clone below helped push it from the ground.

After the barbecue grill was placed against the wall, she climbed up, feeling fortunate that she was small, otherwise the entire barbecue grill might have been overturned.

The windows were quite old, with exposed gray metal edges.

There were no curtains or similar items outside that would make it easy for her to handle them.

She needs something to break the seal.

Coincidentally, she also had that "butt shovel" in her hand.

She handed the spatula to the person above her, then wobbled on the grill, inserting the edge of the spatula under the glass. She aimed at a small gap at the bottom of the glass, thinking of prying it up from there.

As a result, the window shattered with a crash.

"What happened?" Sienna asked.

"Well, the window is open now."

She shrugged all her shoulders and then pushed the glass off the windowsill.

Since things have already come to this, she felt there was no way to salvage the situation now.

The clone under the balcony searched around and found something that looked like an oilcloth used to cover plants, then handed it to the version of herself above. The oilcloth was dirty, but she didn't care.

She laid the tarpaulin under the window and then slid in through it. This time, her bottom didn't get stuck!

She slid over the sink, placed her hands on the ground to land, then rolled over and squatted in the middle of the small kitchen area.

There's an island in the middle of the kitchen, next to the refrigerator and stove, and further in, she can see the dining room.

"I'm in!" she cheered beside Sienna.

"Well done," said Sienna, the most reliable older sister.

Then Trinity became smug because she received a pat on the head as a celebratory reward from her sister. She did a great job!

“What am I looking for?” she asked Sienna.

Sienna hummed in agreement. "Let's quickly check out the house first. I think I might have to move in here myself."

It might not be necessary, but in any case, we need to make sure there's no danger inside the house.

Trinity's three heads all nodded. "Then I'll go check on the one inside," she said.

“Yes,” Sienna replied.

Trinity began to sneak around the house, looking around furtively.

The trick is to put your weight on your back foot, and then shift your weight after your front foot lands. This way, you won't make a clattering sound when you walk.

“Keep an eye out for any drawings,” Sienna said.

Trinity hummed in understanding and nodded. At the same time, she opened the refrigerator door and began looking for paintings inside.

She didn't find the painting, but she did find some cakes.

She then checked the pantry, where she found a whole box of unopened Waikiki biscuits.

She threw the cookie box out the window so that the other side could eat while she continued with her important work.

Unfortunately, there were no paintings in the kitchen, so she headed to the dining room. "I found one," she said, "a painting hanging on one of the walls."

What is being drawn?

“A ship, and water or something. I think those in the corner are birds, and a lighthouse.”

"I... don't think this is it. Could you move the painting over so I can take a look?"

The painting was quite large, and she was a small girl. She dragged a chair over, which creaked on the hardwood floor, and she frowned slightly.

She climbed onto the chair, stretched out her arms, and with great effort, took the painting off the hook. Then she slowly lowered it until the edge of the painting touched the ground.

“There’s just a wall behind me,” she said.

“That’s not what we’re looking for,” Sienna said. “Keep looking.”

Trinity nodded and left the dining room for the living room. She had to be careful, as a window faced the street, so she rolled behind the nearest sofa and started watching the television.

That TV set is quite big.

She estimated the television was worth a thousand dollars. But she couldn't get it out the kitchen window.

What a pity.

There is a small painting in the living room depicting a forest.

She doesn't know much about interior design, but she felt the place was decorated quite nicely, the kind of boringly pretty.

As she climbed onto the sofa and was taking the picture frame off the wall, she suddenly heard the door being shaken.

Trinity's clones all froze instantly.

The door clicked open, and a dark figure walked in, wearing a long coat with a hood that covered his masked face.

Trinity stared at the mask, and the mask stared back at Trinity.

“Oh no!” Trinity, who was standing next to Sienna, exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Sienna asked.

Trinity, inside the house, threw the picture frame at the mask and then ran away, but to leave she had to squeeze through the entrance and back into the kitchen, which meant she didn't have much of an advantage at the start.

However, she's very fast!

She ran quickly, jumped onto the kitchen counter, and was about to climb out the window when the scoundrel grabbed her ankle. "Hmph, trying to run away!" It was a woman's voice.

Then Trinity was abruptly pulled back into the house.

“I…may have made a small mistake,” she admitted to Sienna.