"Come... come home with you?"
"Yes, that's right. I don't know how to do makeup either; others have always done it for me. I remember them saying that girls are born with a talent for makeup. If you learn from them, you should also be able to learn how to groom yourself."
This was true. Inaba Tsukiyo genuinely didn't understand girls. They could barely memorize a few words from textbooks, yet they knew everything about cosmetics.
She remembered when she was Illya and participated in the class girls' conversations; at least half of them were discussing what cosmetics had been released that month and their effects.
Are these people... hidden rich folks? Buying cosmetics as soon as they come out? How wealthy must they be, and how much attention must they pay to cosmetics to be so precise?
But many of these girls were those who weren't good at memorization; for example, in English, they couldn't remember many words. She really didn't know how their brains were structured.
However, the situation with the ones at home was fine. Yoshino was an exception; even if Yoshino didn't doll herself up, she wouldn't be any less cute.
As for Nia... you could talk to her about what games came out this month and what interesting things were in them, but talking to her about cosmetics? That's just asking for trouble.
Kurumi and Miku were different. Kurumi was a young lady before becoming a Spirit, and Miku was a popular idol, so they naturally had their own routines for makeup techniques.
Inaba Tsukiyo thought it through well, but Natsumi was a bit conflicted.
Let her go home with Inaba Tsukiyo? To be honest, she liked being with Inaba Tsukiyo. After all, Inaba Tsukiyo couldn't see, and without seeing her original appearance, what she said had a certain degree of credibility.
Also, Natsumi compared her figure and found it was still a tiny bit better than Inaba Tsukiyo's. If Inaba Tsukiyo could become so cute with their help, could she too?
Despite thinking this, past memories kept bothering her thoughts. On one hand, she didn't want to trouble Inaba Tsukiyo; on the other hand, she didn't believe that she, in her current state, could become cute.
Past experiences had caused Natsumi to develop some self-doubt, which was a form of persecutory delusion.
She even wondered if Inaba Tsukiyo was deliberately sent by someone to lure her from an empty place to a crowded one, just to mock her.
But she had examined Inaba Tsukiyo's condition; those colorless eyes couldn't be faked, and she had also checked that Inaba Tsukiyo wasn't wearing colored contact lenses.
Should she trust her? But if she really just went back with Inaba Tsukiyo like this, what then?
They had only known each other for a few hours. Although their atmosphere was quite good, bringing a relatively familiar stranger home so easily – how much trust was that?
Didn't she worry that she might be a bad person? Or was Inaba Tsukiyo the kind of person who easily trusted others?
Natsumi suddenly recalled what Inaba Tsukiyo had said while holding her hand: she trusted her because she heard her heartbeat and realized she couldn't speak.
Well, many thoughts filled Natsumi's small head. These thoughts proliferated in a few seconds, almost enough to write a book.
"Natsumi? Natsumi, what's wrong? Why haven't you spoken since a moment ago?"
Inaba Tsukiyo, a bit strangely, nudged Natsumi's body. Natsumi seemed to be thinking about something and hadn't spoken since earlier.
"Ah? Oh, oh! Sorr- sorry, Tsukiyo-chan. I spaced out again."
"Maybe you're tired. And I was the one who asked you to stay here and talk to me; I was interrupting your time."
"No, no. I don't have anything to do either. I'm very happy you're talking to me."
What a good person. She didn't blame her but instead took responsibility for someone else's fault.
Natsumi looked at Inaba Tsukiyo, moved. How could there be such a kind person in this world? She was probably an angel. (fuhai: Are you sure?)
"It's just that, your invitation was a bit too sudden, Tsukiyo-chan. I don't know what to do."
"Sudden? Yes, I suppose so. Inviting you to my house so suddenly, no matter how you think about it, it seems suspicious, doesn't it? After all, we've only talked for a little while and aren't really familiar. I was being abrupt."
Yes, inviting someone to your home so quickly; no matter how you think about it, it's a bit too sudden.
It's not like girls in Western countries who can go home with a handsome Boy they just met on the street.
"It's alright, it's just… well, I don't really like meeting strangers."
Inaba Tsukiyo tilted her head, looking at Natsumi in confusion: "Huh? But you're chatting with me just fine, aren't you? I don't feel like Natsumi is nervous at all."
"That's because it's you, Tsukiyo-chan. If your family saw me, they would definitely forbid me from seeing you."
If Inaba Tsukiyo's family saw her in this state, they would surely mistake her for a bad person and forbid Inaba Tsukiyo from meeting her.
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