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[b]ハットちゃん "Hat-chan"[/b]

The teenaged girl known only to her compatriots by the moniker of 'Hat-chan' blinked, slowly processing the words of the young man that sought her companionship through her mind. A pensive expression had manifested upon the youthful girl's face, as if the metaphorical hamster in her brain, fuelled by promises of sustenance, had chosen to begin running and thus induce motion in the clockwork that were her neurons. It was true that she lacked the psychic powers possessed by the Espers that attended the educational institutions of Academy City, but that was no biggie to her ability to render assistance in the case. After all, had it not been the message of the last episode of the annual sentai she'd watched that one's heart was of greater importance for the would-be hero?

She could almost find it mildly romantic, being able to track down such a vandal. Acting the teenage investigator was as if she had truly entered a world where one could bear witness to honorable duels, telenovelaesque drama and extrasensory arm-wrestling contests could occur! The hat-wearing girl just needed to make sure to slot some time between the Vietnamese burger bar and the stint at the radiologist without overlapping with the meeting with the fashion designers.

"[color=3f00ff]I'm all in, Kara-han,[/color]" she answered with a smile, her accent manifesting fully.

'Hanging out' was one way to make friends.