MyGO has been re-femaleized in the second playthrough!

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"No."

"What kind of hairstyle do you like?"

"Long hair."

Aine said helplessly, "Isn't this exactly the same as now?"

Su Shi replied, "That's why I keep my hair long."

"Soyorin is so boring. It's like when you're ordering food, you always say 'whatever, whatever,' but if the food you get doesn't suit your taste, you start frowning."

“I would never do that,” Su Shi said, after all, it would be very impolite.

If you really can't choose, pick two or three and then let others make the decision.

"Just choose what you think is suitable," Su Shi sighed.

"Um"

Ai Yin lifted Su Shi's hair; its smooth texture felt wonderful to the touch, and a gentle tug would elicit a sigh from Su Shi.

"If you're not going to do it, then let it go."

"It has to be done, but let me think about it first."

But sitting like that was really boring, so Aine picked up a comb and slowly combed Suze's hair.

The comb glides smoothly from top to bottom without any obstruction, which shows the care taken in its maintenance.

"How about we braid it first?"

"Yes, that's possible..."

Even without turning her head to glance at it, Su Shi still knew that Aine's slender fingers were moving through her hair.

This feeling both relaxed her and made her sit up straight, which she found wonderful.

Braiding, unbraiding, braiding again, unbraiding again—Aine kept repeating this process, the only difference being the change in hairstyle.

It was as if they were treating her like a toy, or perhaps a doll, which made Su Shi frown slightly.

"Is it fun?"

Ai Yin smiled and said, "It's alright."

"Are you planning to waste all your time on this?"

“So this was a waste of time for Soyorin,” Aine said.

“What else is it but a waste of time to keep repeating the process of coding and uncoding?” Su Shi said helplessly.

"I just wanted to try everything. But I feel like long hair suits me best!"

Su Shi said unhappily, "In the end, we've come full circle and come back to where we started."

The television was still playing images, but the news had been replaced by animation.

What are your true feelings for me?

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask you!"

—In the scene, girls with different hair colors are arguing with each other, but it doesn't feel like a heated argument.

Ai Yin raised her eyes and looked at the television.

"Does Soyorin really like watching this type of anime?"

"...No, it's just that I couldn't find anything more interesting," Su Shi replied casually.

She could feel the comb gliding through her hair again; she still cared about the meaning behind the gift.

"Why a comb? I remember someone saying that combs are not a good gift."

Aine said knowingly, "Ah~ that, I think Soyorin wouldn't care about such things. As long as it's a gift from a friend or family member, Soyorin would accept it with a happy heart."

That's right.

But gifts can be either ordinary or special. So, which category does this comb fall into?

Dolls? ...They're definitely special.

"I bought it because I wanted to comb Soyorin's hair."

The reason is too simple.

As for my association with the meaning of giving combs as gifts abroad, I was really overthinking it.

Although Aine is a person who can talk to anyone and anyone, is very tactful, likes to show off, seems sunny but is actually full of ulterior motives, and has an incredibly corny name.

But in a sense, it is simple and pure.

"What about the hair clip?"

"Huh? A hair clip?" Aine stopped what she was doing.

"Is the hair clip what you wanted?"

Or was it that Lixi wanted to give it to her, and she just accepted it?

Take it off.

Even if I said that, Aine might not agree.

Aine didn't think much of it: "Riki thought it suited me and gave it to me. Could it be that Soyorin actually wanted one too?"

I didn't want it. And I don't need it.

If I have an extra hair clip, I'll get all sorts of questions at school, and my mother will ask me about it when I get home.

"I didn't say that."

“But Soyorin seems to care a lot. She kept looking at my hair clip today. Usually, you would think it’s something you want.” Aine was of course aware of Sose’s gaze.

Su Shi's tone became more serious: "I already said I didn't want it!"

Ai Yin paused, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Su Shi also fell silent; she didn't want to make the atmosphere so awkward. But Aine, who kept mentioning "hairpins," was also at fault.

"Can't you just look at me properly?!"—The television was still playing cartoons.

Su Shi picked up the remote and turned it off.

The dialogue is a complete mess.

"I'll go make some black tea."

As soon as Su Shi stood up, Ai Yin grabbed her hand: "Wait, don't go."

In an instant, a vague feeling flashed through her mind, and Su Shi felt as if she had said something similar somewhere before.

Of course, that's not important.

Su Shi sighed softly, "I have no plans to go anywhere."

"Don't you like this hair clip?"

"...If I say I don't like it, will you take it off?"

Ai Yin whispered, "No. Because I like it very much."

This answer was unsurprising; Aine wouldn't give up everything for her, which was unpleasant.

But Aine, who has given up everything, is no longer the person she knows. It would be equally unpleasant if she really became like this.

"That's settled then," Su Shi said in a low voice.

No matter what, Aine won't listen to her.

"I'll go make some black tea; Soyorin is sitting here."

Why do I have to listen to you?

Aine didn't respond directly, but instead squeezed her hand: "Let me do it."

""

Su Shi silently sat back on the sofa, but did not ask Aine to get up and make black tea. Instead of placing her hand elsewhere, she placed it next to Aine's face.

The moment their eyes met, Aine seemed to anticipate what was about to happen.

"Now...now?" Her gaze wandered.

"...Take it off if you don't want it."

"A hairpin?"

"Correct."

Aine raised her hand and placed it on her bangs, but she didn't take it off.

So Su Shi's sigh naturally blended into her breath, dissolving all the sensations in her body, and just as she was lost in thought, a strange and unfamiliar touch came from the skin of her collarbone.

"Eh? Wait, soyorin—" Aine blushed deeply.

But it was too late. As the scent of the secular world faded away, the remaining roses were imprinted on her skin.

Su Shi remained silent as she looked at the "masterpiece" she had created.

"...Soyorin, you wouldn't be in a place like this... um... "

Ai Yin took out her makeup box, intending to use the mirror on it to take a look.

"...Just cover it up."

But Su Shi's words confirmed her guess.

Aine was completely confused: "This...this is going too far, isn't it?"

"black tea."

"Eh?"

Su Shi turned her face away: "Go soak in it quickly."

"At a time like this? Shouldn't you explain why first—"

"hurry up."

Aine stopped speaking and touched her collarbone. She felt nothing, which was normal. But Su Shi, who had done this, was very abnormal; they had never agreed to leave any marks on each other's skin.

Are kissing and leaving marks things we should be doing?

Ai Yin tugged at her collar to cover the marks on her skin and quickly headed to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Su Shi also didn't want to stay in the living room.

But she suppressed the urge to run away and remained seated on the sofa. Running away now would only make her seem guilty.

Turn the TV back on.

"Why did I do this?"—The protagonist of the animation asked himself.

Yes...why is that?

"I'm really terrible," the protagonist said again.

...It hasn't reached that level.

Just now. It should be. Not bad.

perhaps.

Chapter 122 is pointing at the phone screen. (Aiyin.GB)

Aine sometimes really thinks Suze is a bit too much.

What's the point of covering it up? The key point isn't even here. Why would you do something like that?

But she could more or less guess the reason, which was the hair clip in her hair.

The reason why Su Shi is acting strangely today is all because of this hair clip.

This hair clip was a gift from Lixi.

"...Jealous?" Ai Yin muttered, or rather, there was no other possibility.

Even so, leaving such a mark on the skin is still going too far! Aine adjusted her collar.