Tokyo Travelogue of the Cowards (Part 2)

"Fine. Since you've sincerely admitted your mistake, I'll magnanimously give you another chance."

After leaving that hair salon, Yota finally earned a sliver of forgiveness by tightly hugging Fang Ran around the waist and crying out when Fang Ran suddenly became heartless, unreasonable, and threatened to abandon him.

"One Lolita dress and one soft-girl dress. Choose one. Put one on, and I'll forgive you."

Then Yota watched Fang Ran pull two dresses out of nowhere and say something in the exact same style as Spellcaster. With a mournful face, he timidly tested the waters and asked:

"Um... can I choose neither?"

"You can. Goodbye."

"Don't! Wait! Can't you change the condition? I'll do anything! I can do anything, just don't leave me behind!"

Seeing him cling to him so pitifully, Fang Ran clicked his tongue and sighed helplessly, speaking as though he were making an enormous concession.

"All right, then. Since your attitude is so sincere, I won't make you wear them yourself."

Huh, himself?

Yota had just sighed in relief after hearing Fang Ran when he saw him snap his fingers. The crisp sound rang out, and it seemed as if something had changed.

"Um... Fang Ran, did you do something?"

Yota looked at himself, apparently unchanged, and asked with a vague sense of unease.

Then he saw Fang Ran roll up the two dresses in his hands, toss them somewhere, and make a wicked, meme-like grin while pushing his cheeks up with both hands.

"I used my ability to disguise you. To everyone else, you'll look like you're wearing a little dress now~ Hohohoho~~~~!!"

After saying that, Fang Ran dashed away with a smug, punchable grin, leaving Yota to chase after him through the night with a despairing face and a miserable cry.

"Ahhh! No! Please, undo it