It seemed to suit Saya well enough, to the point somehow her twin had managed to integrate herself into Japanese society, even going so far as to attend school. If a Japanese style was good enough for Saya, surely she could pull it off too.
There's a pleased little hum that escapes her as she relaxes into Takasugi's touch, curious as to what she'll look like when he's done. As weird as Takasugi can be, his aesthetics seem to like up with hers more often than not.]
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It seemed to suit Saya well enough, to the point somehow her twin had managed to integrate herself into Japanese society, even going so far as to attend school. If a Japanese style was good enough for Saya, surely she could pull it off too.
There's a pleased little hum that escapes her as she relaxes into Takasugi's touch, curious as to what she'll look like when he's done. As weird as Takasugi can be, his aesthetics seem to like up with hers more often than not.]
Well? How is it?
[She hasn't looked yet.]