“Hey… what kind of shampoo do you use?” Karina asked, reaching out to gently take a strand of the stranger’s hair to feel it.
“Hm—?” Mist intoned, gasping lightly when the luscious blunette spontaneously reached for her fine blonde hair. “I use turnip-scented organic shampoo. Why do you ask? Are you wanting to borrow some?♪”









