I don't really get this, but...

I helped myself to the painting he seemed to treasure most in his room!

Well, well. By now, I bet he’s raging in fury and tearing the place apart.

I suppose it’s about time I stole a glance at his stupid face... Hm?

Mister Lycaon! Please, come out already!

You haven't even had water since yesterday, right!?

At this rate, you're going to collapse!

I can always paint you anytime, so please...!

Of course he returned the painting.

Ellen and Rina are in the middle of finding the culprit