I Was Born Beautiful, Lan Qingyou!

The two of them just stared at each other.

Neither made another move.

It felt like they were playing "red light, green light."

"Wait, you have to put on makeup just to go shopping?"

"You've never worn makeup?"

"I, Lan Qingyou, was born beautiful!"

"..."

Lan Qingyou's words left Alisa speechless.

Born beautiful?

Well, she wasn't bad-looking, her skin was smooth, and she didn't have any pimples or freckles.

But! Wasn't it only natural to put on makeup before going shopping?

How could this girl be so unapologetic about not wearing any?

"Is this what they mean by a cultural difference between East and West?"

"Who knows? At any rate, I can't imagine coming up with the insane idea of giving myself special effects."

Lan Qingyou had landed two successful blows.

Alisa, who had been holding the special-effects makeup kit, stopped before opening it.

"Ah... Don't mind me. Just do whatever you want. Life's about making yourself happy first and figuring out the rest later."

"Besides, you and I both have infinite lives. There's no need to be so cautious about everything."

"Like I said, learn to make peace with yourself."

Lan Qingyou wasn't even sure what she was saying.

But after those few words, she felt much lighter and happier.

She even hummed a little tune as she turned and left.

Alisa was left sitting alone in the study, frozen in place.

This was payback.

She was getting even for what had happened a few days ago.

Alisa could see that much.

Even if Lan Qingyou said all that, she still had to do the special effects and put on makeup.

After all, she'd already done the work, and the reaction had been enthusiastic.

At the very least, she was guaranteed to turn heads when she walked down the