Just as the group was still reeling from the news of the woman's escape, the screen flickered with another breaking news report. This time, the anchor looked even more serious, but there was a noticeable shift in the tone.

"We have an update on the situation regarding the fugitive who escaped earlier today. The woman has been captured, but this development comes with tragic news. She was apprehended by the United Nations Defense Force after she was found responsible for the murder of an off-duty Earth Human soldier stationed here on Planet Comoros."

The entire room went silent.

Aoto, his face growing pale, muttered, "No way..."

The news anchor continued, "For those unfamiliar, harming an Earth Human is a grave offense on Comoros. But killing one, especially a soldier? This incident has escalated the situation to an international level. Sources indicate that the fugitive's fate is now in the hands of the UNDF, and she is unlikely to ever be seen again."

The weight of that statement hit everyone like a sledgehammer.

Kay broke the silence first. "She's done for. No one—no one—gets away with killing an Earth Human soldier. I've heard stories. They won't even bother with a trial."

Matie, her usually tough demeanor slipping, shuddered. "The UNDF doesn't play around. If they've got her, that's it. She's finished."

The gravity of what had happened was clear. This wasn't just about a fugitive who had gone rogue. She had crossed a line that no one on Planet Comoros dared to cross.

Rika, her usual smirk gone, added, "I've heard whispers. People who go up against Earthlings... they just disappear. The UNDF doesn't mess around. They'll make sure no one even remembers her name."

The screen cut to footage of UNDF soldiers surrounding the area where the fugitive had been captured. Their faces were stone-cold, and the air of professionalism and deadly seriousness hung heavy over the scene.

The report went on, confirming what everyone feared. "The soldier's name has not been released, but sources indicate he was stationed here as part of the joint military training between Earth and Comoros. The fugitive's actions have now triggered an interplanetary response, and it's expected that the United Nations will issue a formal statement regarding the incident."

Aoto exhaled deeply, his heart pounding. The UNDF was known to be ruthless when it came to protecting Earth Humans, especially soldiers. The punishment for killing an Earth Human on Comoros was absolute—there would be no mercy for the fugitive now.

Akia, who had been quietly absorbing the news, finally spoke. "This... this is bigger than we thought. She's not just some crazy woman anymore. She's made an enemy of the United Nations. That's... terrifying."

Aoto nodded, his mind racing. "Yeah... I think she's going to wish she was never born after the UNDF is done with her."

The group sat in stunned silence as the news played out. The severity of the situation weighed heavily on them, and even though the immediate threat had been dealt with, the implications of what had happened were hard to shake.

Rika, always one to lighten the mood, tried to crack a joke but it fell flat. No one felt like laughing.

Matie, still processing everything, shook her head. "You kill a random person on Comoros? Sure, you get prison. You kill an Earth Human soldier? You're signing your own death warrant."

Aoto swallowed hard, realizing just how close he and Ay had come to encountering a true monster. "She picked the wrong person to mess with..."

The news report continued, showing a final shot of the UNDF transporting the woman, her face bloodied and bruised, barely recognizable from the trial footage just hours before. Her expression was blank, but there was no doubt in anyone's mind that her fate was sealed.

The anchor's final words echoed in the room, sending chills down their spines. "This incident will likely serve as a stern reminder to anyone considering harming Earth Humans. The United Nations takes these offenses very seriously, and the consequences are severe."

As the news report ended, Aoto turned off the TV, the weight of the situation finally settling in.

"Well... that's it," Aoto said, his voice low. "She's done."

Kay, her face serious, nodded. "Yeah. But what a way to go out. She pissed off the wrong people."

The group sat in reflective silence, knowing that while the danger was over for now, the consequences of this woman's actions would ripple across the planet. And for those who dared to cross the line with Earth Humans, the message was clear—no one would ever find you.

A week and a half later, Aoto casually walked to the mailbox, opening it to find a letter addressed to him from the Japanese government on Earth. It wasn't unusual—he often received updates from back home. Calmly, he tore open the envelope, glanced at the letter, and saw a check for ¥2,000,000 as his six-month allowance.

Aoto, completely unfazed by the amount, shrugged and put everything back in the envelope like it was no big deal. He wandered back into his apartment kitchen where Matie, Rika, Kay, and Mako were gathered, sipping on juice while he made pancakes.

As he casually explained what he got in the mail, including the check, the girls nodded in acknowledgment, sipping their drinks, not fully processing what he'd said.

It took a few seconds before the sheer number hit them.

Mako froze mid-sip, her eyes suddenly bulging out of her head. Matie dropped her cup, the juice spilling all over the counter as her jaw hung open. Kay stared in complete disbelief, while Rika blinked, speechless for once.

Mako finally found her voice first, "Wait... did you just say two million yen?!"

Aoto, realizing their delayed reaction, casually nodded, flipping a pancake in the air. "Yep, just got it in the mail. It's my six-month allowance."

The room went eerily quiet for a moment before all hell broke loose.

Aoto suddenly grinned, dropping the spatula, and in a fit of excitement, started doing backflips across the room. Mako, ever the chaotic one, joined him, somehow perfectly flipping and bouncing off the walls, knocking over dishes in her excitement.

Meanwhile, the three Warrior Class girls—Matie, Kay, and Rika—didn't hold back. They immediately began shaking their butts in celebration, their hips swaying as they danced in sync with one another. They grinned and laughed, embracing the sheer ridiculousness of it all.

Mako cheered louder, "We're rich, bitches!" flipping again and crashing into a chair, unfazed.

Matie, despite her usual tough demeanor, couldn't help but laugh as she and the others continued their impromptu celebratory dance, her large frame moving gracefully, though her face was red from both excitement and embarrassment.

Kay, keeping it real, chuckled between her wild moves. "Man, if only I could get an allowance like that for just living!"

Rika, laughing, added, "We're gonna be eating good tonight, huh, Aoto?!"

Aoto, still mid-backflip, smirked and gave them a playful wink. "You bet! Let's make it rain ramen and sushi later!"

The celebration continued, with pancakes forgotten on the stove and juice spilled everywhere, but none of them cared. They were all caught up in the absurdity of the moment, their excitement fueling a sense of shared happiness and connection. Even though the check wasn't for them, it felt like a win for the whole group.

The apartment was a complete mess by the time they all collapsed on the floor, laughing and panting, still basking in the energy of their celebratory antics.

Mako, lying flat on her back, sighed happily. "Best day ever."

Aoto, sitting up, wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at his friends. "Definitely worth it."

And for once, everything felt perfect—even if the apartment was a disaster, and pancakes were burning on the stove.

After their wild celebration, the group found themselves sprawled out in the living room, each deep in thought about how they could spend Aoto's unexpected windfall. Ideas bounced around, from a school trip to new gadgets, but none of them seemed to land on anything specific.

Mako, in particular, was trying her hardest to think of something clever or practical. She had her brows furrowed, staring blankly at the ceiling, tapping her chin in concentration. The others were used to her antics, but today, her brain seemed to be working overtime.

Rika, leaning back on the couch, suggested, "How about we buy a giant pool for the apartment building's rooftop? I mean, think about it—pool parties."

Kay shrugged. "That's not bad, but what about something more practical? Like a training dojo for Warrior Class students? We could use some new gear."

Matie, usually more level-headed, was sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the floor. "Or... we could renovate the whole gym at the school. Make it the best on the planet."

The three girls turned to look at Aoto, waiting for his input. But just as he was about to say something, a loud thud interrupted them.

They all looked over to see Mako slumped forward, face-first into the floor, her eyes closed, and her mouth hanging open. She had fainted.

Kay burst into laughter, clutching her sides. "Oh my god, did she just short-circuit from too much thinking?!"

Rika, poking Mako's side with a smirk, added, "I swear, thinking is dangerous for her. She probably fried her last brain cell trying to figure out how to spend the money."

Matie, shaking her head, sighed. "Poor Mako. You know she doesn't handle hard thinking well."

Aoto, chuckling, stood up and gently picked Mako up off the floor, propping her against the couch. "Yeah, looks like she went into overload."

Mako, still unconscious, murmured in her sleep, "Pickles... pool noodles... brain hurts..." before drifting off completely.

The group couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her, though they felt a little bad for pushing her into such intense mental gymnastics.

Rika, still chuckling, leaned back. "Well, at least now we don't have to worry about her chiming in with some weird idea like 'build a donut factory in the living room.'"

Kay, still grinning, added, "Yeah, or 'buy a spaceship just to fly around Comoros.'"

Aoto, smiling at the chaos that had unfolded, sat back down and shrugged. "I mean, both sound kind of fun, but maybe we should stick to something that benefits all of us."

The group continued throwing around ideas while Mako snoozed, her brain taking a much-needed break. The rest of them had no idea where their final decision would land, but one thing was certain—they were in for a lot of fun, no matter what they chose.

As the group continued to throw out suggestions, Aoto, in a moment of playful sarcasm, smirked and said, "How about we just buy escorts? You know, hookers."

The room went dead silent.

Kay, Matie, and Rika immediately stopped what they were doing, their expressions darkening. Even Akia, who had been quietly listening from the side, shot Aoto a disapproving look.

But it was Mako, who had just woken up from her mental short-circuit, who reacted the strongest. She sat up with a sharp glare, her normally goofy demeanor replaced by something far more serious. Her eyes narrowed, and she practically growled, "What... did you just say?"

Aoto, realizing too late that his joke had gone over like a lead balloon, raised his hands in defense. "Whoa, whoa, it was just a joke! I didn't mean it seriously!"

Matie, arms crossed and looking pissed, leaned forward. "You better not have been serious, Aoto."

Kay, her eyebrow twitching, added, "Of all the things to joke about, you pick that? You might want to reconsider your sense of humor before we reconsider you."

Rika, usually the most playful, wasn't laughing this time either. She just stared at him with a raised eyebrow, clearly unimpressed.

Mako, still glaring, slowly got to her feet, her fists clenched. "You think that's funny? Escorts? Really?"

Aoto, feeling the tension in the air, backpedaled fast. "No, no, absolutely not! It was just a dumb thing to say—I didn't mean it!"

But Mako, already fired up, wasn't letting him off the hook that easily. She stomped closer to him, her presence suddenly intimidating despite her usual ditzy nature. "If you ever think about spending that money on other girls, I'll—"

Before she could finish her threat, Aoto, sweating nervously, quickly said, "I get it, I get it! Bad joke! I'm sorry!"

The others stared him down for a moment longer, making sure the message had sunk in. After a tense silence, Matie finally relaxed, though she still looked pissed. "Good. Just remember, you're our idiot. No need to bring anyone else into it."

Rika, shaking her head but smirking a little now, added, "Damn, Aoto. You really know how to step in it, huh?"

Mako, satisfied that Aoto had learned his lesson, finally let out a sigh and plopped back down on the couch, her anger dissipating. "Next time, just stick to dumb ideas like pool parties or giant donuts."

Aoto, still a little pale from the near-death experience of pissing off four girls at once, nodded rapidly. "Noted. No more dumb jokes about hookers. Got it."

The group eventually settled back down, the tension easing, though Aoto was pretty sure he'd be walking on eggshells for a while.