Crossed Patrols (Hayley + Kouta)

Ah great, personal grudges. She, a hero of the people, was losing her cool at the mention of her old enemy. How could she fall so low as to essentially lose a mental battle against this fiend that it never knowingly fought? She was weak-willed, or maybe, she had suffered something with the villain, akin to what he suffered at the orphanage. 

Whatever it may be, it was, obviously, extremely personal to her and something he didn't, at all, wish to get into. She'd probably just sting him for even asking. So, he waved to her from a distance, essentially a "goodbye" as left off with his stuff, dissapearing into the darkness of the alleyways.

For today, his duty was done. Explaining to his parents what happened would be easy, he could just say he had a run-in with a villain: he'd describe him, say he called the cops and his Mother, who was quite the newspaper reader, would find it essentially next day. 

He sighed and slowly began taking off his hero costume. His helmet, gauntlets, greaves and boots, all off and stuffed into his large bag, his head looking everywhere in a paranoid way, scared of being seen. Not only because of his identity, but because he kinda had to strip down to his undies to change back into casual clothing. 

He did exactly that, changing as quickly as possible into his Highschool full set suit, sighing in relief. He felt so much weaker and frailer when not in his armor, however, he still had a personal life to tend to. He quietly left back home, hoping that the name "Lion Knight" would be roaming the streets soon enough.