That little comment about his hair color catches her off guard; she feigns a dramatic, surprised gasp. “You’re not?” She’s all too incredulous for something so simple: “But it looks so natural! Do you go to a salon, or do you dye it yourself?” Or, who knows, maybe Fret did it—that seemed within his skill set… and interests. Literally she was going to have so much fun with these boys. “Neku bleaches his hair, but I was able to tell from day one ‘cause he lets his roots grow too long. You had me totally convinced!”
As she pesters him, she reaches out adjusting the collar to sit a little more tidy with his undershirt, like a mother doting on her son for school picture day. “It does!” She nods to his inquiry, “You’re so,” cute precious, adorable, “youthful—but you also have a boyish charm!” And it certainly worked in his favor!
She hums a bit, backing up to examine him like some… helpless specimen, passing judgement as though she herself were the God of Shibuya’s living befallen. Unfortunately she’s as merciless as the real deal. “Yeah, I know ripped jeans are a ‘style’, but I always get a little irritated when I see them!” A sweet, threatening comment she provides no context for, “I think we definitely need to get you a nice new pair—oh! Or maybe some shorts?” That would be cute, right?
Allow her to be more direct: “That’ll be sure to impress Shoka.”
The dramatic gasp would make Rindo turn toward her with a jump, before realizing and giving her a look. There was no reason to be so dramatic about the fact. He would fiddle with the blonde strands, glancing back toward Shiki with a hum, “ Myself. I usually keep up with it. Fret helped me the first time, but I usually keep up with the upkeep myself. ” Hey, at least it seems the upkeep was doing good for him. A smile, and he nods, “ Yeah, if my roots show they usually get on my nerves so I fix them before anyone can really notice … ”
He leans back a bit as his collar is adjusted, raising an eyebrow at the compliments that she showered him with. Was this a trick just to keep up with her dress up doll hobbies ? Either way, the term youthful would earn her a puzzled look, but he did not have time to mention it before she was pulling away to examine his clothes.
Only for him to get unfortunately nervous with the way she tore apart ( verbally ) his style in jeans. Though, the nerves would quickly evaporate at the potential of shorts.
“ Shorts with a sweater ? I’m not really sure if that would be my style …” That seemed more … youthful then he was.
Though, his face immediately bloomed into scarlet at the mention of Shoka, clearing his throat, “ I don’t know what you mean … " As if he couldn’t be more obvious.
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