Case 15: Turnabout Mean Mun

[Kay's pretty excited when the package with her name shows up at the door.  After all, last time she got back Little Thief, and that was just for doing her stupid tax forms!  This time it would have to be something awesome, she reasons, what with having just survived the horror that was Westport.  Maybe it would be her old clothes, or the Yatagarasu pin she wears on her scarf, or maybe the key-shaped hair ornament she uses to tie her hair back...  Smiling widely, she tears into the package, excitedly sifting through the packing material and eventually coming out with... a small bottle of perfume.

She immediately slumps down against the outside wall of the house, sliding down slowly as she stares at the bottle in mute horror, clutching it tightly in her hands.  And she just sort of sits there in the yard, her gaze frozen in a mix of terror, depression, and utter hopelessness.  Eventually, her shoulders begin to shake, and she hangs her head and starts to cry quietly into her lap.  The bottle is left lying next to her as she balls her fists and digs them into her legs.]