“Yeah, you are the best!” that eight-year-old girl smiled at her sister as she chewed the candy in her mouth.

“You, too. Kitty,” the twenty-one-year-old sister patted Kitty’s back while caressing her long white hair.

They sat along the old wooden table in a small department. “Don’t stay up too late tonight, OK?” the woman asked Kitty as she stood up and turned around to the washbasin behind her.

“Don’t leave me alone, Barnala. You never slept with me,” the girl ran straight to the bedroom door and peeped her sister from the door gap. Barnala casually washed down the remaining pasta on the dishes and pranced to her clothes tree with a short scurry. “I will be back in the morning,” Barnala called and took off her red shirt. Her sinewy body was exposed. The lamplight covered her pinky-white skin. The shade delineated the contour of different parts of her muscles. The border between deltoids and biceps was clearly drawn and made both biceps and deltoids more glamorous and alluring. Her bright red demi-brassiere also depicted her shape. Her considered-plump breast propped the brassiere to its about-maximum. The lamplight reflected on the tight fabric and also went through the breach of the boobs. Most of her abdomen was mantled under the shadow of breasts that made a clear boundary between waists and the belly, but a string of light watered in from the middle and created a white stream to the navel.

“You better be next to me before the sun rises, or I won’t love you anymore,” Kitty yelled out and closed the door. The minor crash didn’t affect Barnala at all. She put on the gray plumageless puffer coat. Barnala combed her two threads of red hair on the two edges of her white quiff hair for the last time. She put on her red bandana connected to a half-face kitsune mask. The bandana covered her whole head, and the mask covered half of her face.

The man in the white helmet moaned, “It’s normally a hundred times easier to get here.” He trudged to the back of the man in front of him. “Yeah, with your jet pack. You said it ten times already,” Tireless whispered with impatience. His back was attaching the passage wall. His head went out peeking, and the rest of him was hidden in the darkness of the passage. The street light only illuminated a corner of the passage entrance. Tireless was on the other corner.

“Come on, don’t tell me you aren’t tired, Tireless,” Sky walked to the illuminated corner, “That ladder’s like more than eighty feet. How can you… Oh, that’s why you’re called Tireles…….” Tireless tugged Sky Passerby back of a sudden, but it’s already too late.

“Come out, I saw you,” A virile female’s voice came from the street. “Go another way. I got this,” Tireless tapped on the messed-up man’s shoulder and trod out into the street. “Sorry,” Sky faded away into the dark passage with a tiny sharp apology.

The man in green slowly sauntered out from the shadow into the lamplight. He stood on the midsection of the road. Light from two sides equally sprinkled on his forest green costume. His two arms relaxingly dangled. The woman in the kitsune mask posed a deliberate boxing stance. Although, her fists were too far away from her face, which was pretty amateur.

“Your bounty’s quite high, isn’t it,” she said in a severe tone. Barnala still remembered that wanted paper she saw on the public notice board. That number was ten times higher than Kitty and her yearly living expense.

“We don’t have to do this,” Tireless said as he rotated his neck, preparing for the brawl …… The twenty yards between them were easily crossed in seconds. Barnala leaped onto the street light and sprang to the man rotating his neck.

Tireless had two bad hobbies. One was closing his eyes while warming up. Another was underestimating his enemies. He never expected nor saw someone passing through 20 yards in seconds.

The last three yards between them was Tireless’ last chance to react. Barnala was flying in the air with her right fist holding vigorously and her legs curled up. He knew it was going to be a punch. If he caught this punch, he would predominate with Barnala losing her balance and a fist.

The man in green reached out his right hand. The two right hands weren’t even a half-yard away. He was going to catch her fist and force her down in the midair, but things turned upside-down with her head leaned back and waist curled. Her shoe soles faced Tireless as her waist bent. The right hands were 0.2 yards away. Barnala’s right foot kicked out. The palm and the fist stopped at 0.1 yards. The woman booted the man’s chest and propelled gracefully back to the ground.

Tireless coughed and stooped both his head and body merely while staggering paces back. The woman sprinted again. “My name’s Alpha Fox. Remember it!” she yelled. Tireless already got a pretty good understanding of her capability. He quickly treaded forward and hurled out his frank punch.

Alpha Fox was very similar to Tireless. She swiftly shifted her pace to the right side of his launching arm and tossed her forearm at his forearm. Her left hand followed with a punch as she poked away his arm. Her sneer was glowing on her face. Like Tireless didn’t expect her speed, Alpha Fox underestimated him the same way he did. She didn’t expect Tireless to smash his face on her hand by himself. Her fist half-stretching and his head strenuously pounded together. The shock went through her arm all the way to the elbow and shoulder. The pain announced its existence. She must get out of this dogfight. Yet, Alpha Fox totally understood why was Tireless’ bounty so high. Barnala felt a sudden ache at the back of her right knee straight after the shock on her elbow.

Her right popliteal was kicked upward. Her expression was frozen in the bombshell. Her knee functioned no more. She knelt down, but before her knee touched the ground. Tireless’ right arm, which was pushed away, swung back and elbowed on her side face.

Pulling down his green scarf mask, Tireless had his last glimpse on the Fox. He then took off his same-colored ski mask. He swayed his messy brown hair and caressed the new bruises on his eyebrows and nose bridge. “Alpha Fox…….” Tireless strolled away and repeated her name a few times before he disappeared into the lane.