She chases Ryuji into the street

Kawakami found herself glad that she'd taken off her heels earlier; it would have been hard to chase after Ryuji wearing them and she definitely didn't want this chase to last long. With a fearsome growl, the teacher ran for the door, blasting it open and running out to the street. Which way would Ryuji go with the stolen laundry? She could tell he hadn't gone to Leblanc. That meant that he either went deeper towards the residential area, where Ren's neighbors would see his maid running around in just panties... or worse, he'd gone out towards the main street, perhaps headed towards the train line! There'd be no chasing him if he got too far off in that direction. Plus, it'd be much more populated with foot traffic.

"This ain't the kind of thing a Phantom Thief is supposed to be stealing...!" Ryuji mumbled to himself, red-faced as he noticed Kawakami's original, striped bra bouncing atop the clothes in the laundry hamper. He saw the main road approaching in his field of vision. Surely that kinky maid wouldn't chase him through the main streets, right? There'd be people! Of course, he didn't think far enough ahead to realize that in this scenario, he'd look like a laundry thief, which could reflect even worse on him.

"You damn thieeeef!" Kawakami growled, putting on an extra burst of speed to chase after her target after spotting him. "Uuuugh! This kid's on the track team, right? Just my luck!" the teacher angrily sobbed to herself; she wasn't at an age or in a profession where running was of any use to her, so she quickly felt her legs turning to jelly as she tried to keep up with the fleeing boy. Thankfully, main street wasn't super populated at this time of night... but it wasn't empty, either! Kawakami bashfully grabbed the flapping, frilled apron about her breasts to keep them from being exposed as the hunch-backed old man at the DVD store watched after her mad dash, his eyes focusing on her unusually thong-clad bottom. "S-Stop! Hold up! Drop the baskeeeet!!"

Ryuji was beginning to feel a bit like a bully, which wounded his sense of justice, but for the sake of the Phantom Thieves, he needed to get this stuff hidden. Was his objective still that Sojiro wouldn't find it? It was hard for him to remember. At any rate, he gunned it, heading towards the back alleys. He just needed to lose that crazy maid!

Hot in pursuit, Kawakami ran bare-footed into the dark alley; she was beginning to question her own judgment in pursuing him this far. The alley would be hidden from the eyes of most strangers, true... but if she did run into somebody back here at this time of night, they could be a pretty rough type of person! By now, she was sweating with exertion; even a short sprint took a lot out of her. The apron clung to her, matted to her front, as she awkwardly entered the alley.

A new idea occurred to her. "Thief! Somebody stop that thief!" she shouted, hoping to enlist somebody's help.

Unfortunately, this backfired almost immediately; she heard a voice come from one of the nearby shops that still happened to be open: "Thief? Like the Phantom Thieves?! The Phantom Thieves are at it again!"

Kawakami felt like screaming angrily at the top of her lungs; she realized she'd just drawn more eyes to herself! The half-naked teacher squinted her eyes dizzily and moved deeper into the alley, now huffing with exhaustion and red-faced. It was hard for her to imagine how this could get any worse...