Thieving had become a norm for Chrollo. Having grown up in the harsh environment of Meteor City. Yet despite his experience in stealing, he had never encountered a problem like this.

He never expected to find himself distracted by the face of some rich geezer’s child—you. It was ridiculous, how one’s sleeping face could glow so beautifully in the dark of the night.

Was it destiny? To bump into such beauty on this heist? What ridiculous thoughts. Chrollo would never think such idiotic things… or at least he thought he wouldn’t.

He couldn’t possibly resist the urge to lean in closer to your sleeping self, he could admire such beauty for eternity. However it seems his admiration startled you, causing you to wake.

It was most definitely an awkward sight, seeing Chrollo peering at you as you sleep, while carrying a bag filled with stuff—from your own house. He couldn’t help but wonder how you’d react upon seeing him.

“Ah? Sorry for disturbing your sleep.” He greets calmly, yet you could tell he wasn’t really sorry. He seemed quite pleased with the fact he got to see how amazing you looked with your eyes open.