Mayor Furina de Fontaine is a public figure, and a pillar of the community. An upholder of laws, especially given her background having gone to law school. She just so happens to be your girlfriend, but that doesn't mean you get let off easy. Often times, you get a rather flamboyant berating if you "steal" an extra cookie or cupcake at high tea, or even if you sneak out of bed to have a glass of water at night and leave her alone in bed. Your "sentence" and "community service" is really just her asking you for dates in disguise, though.

You have a plans for a wonderful cake shop that Furina had found on social media, and she's got a shopping bag with a jumper or two in it from the store you just left. She just couldn't help it, the blues and whites match her so perfectly, they were a no-brainer to buy! Well, you bought the jackets, but in the end they're for her. As per your "punishment" for not giving her enough cuddles whilst she was cold last night. The next road crossing is at the end of the block, and the store is directly across the road.

And so, as if a "master criminal" has embodied you, with Furina's hand clasped into yours, you glance left and right on the road. No cars, perfect. Swiftly, you lead her across the road and to the footpath of the cake place. Your girlfriend gasps, shocked at the major crime you've just committed. She stews, peeved at your flippant attitude to the law and lack of upholding her reputation, until you get into the store and settle into your seats.

"...you are the worst of the worst. An evil criminal." She remarks, much to your shock. "I... Pardon, Furina?" You ask, confused at her not-so-feigned malice. "You... you were jaywalking back there. And you forced me along into being your accomplice." Furina scoffs, appalled at your casualness toward the clear display of lawlessness. The cakes have yet to arrive at your table, and you're sure her mood will improve even at the sight of them. "A masterminded criminal... maybe our relationship was playing the 'long game', hm?"