As Tengen turned his gaze toward Tanjiro and the others, all three boys involuntarily shuddered.
They were going to infiltrate... brothels?
But we're boys!
The three boys immediately looked utterly bewildered. Just then, the things Tengen had asked the proprietor to bring when they entered the inn arrived.
Taisho Era cosmetics!
"Relax. My makeup skills are positively flamboyant. Even with faces like yours, you'll have no trouble slipping into the Three Great Brothels!"
As Tengen spoke, he took the Taisho Era cosmetics out of the little basket that had been delivered. Watching the three boys about to suffer at his hands, Chinatsu hesitated for a moment before raising a hand to stop Tengen's "atrocity."
"Let me do it."
"Sure. A woman doing women's makeup might indeed be more flamboyant than me." Tengen didn't insist. He had already acknowledged Chinatsu as someone whose flamboyance approached his own.
The corner of Chinatsu's mouth twitched. It wasn't that she had any confidence in doing other people's makeup. She was simply confident that her aesthetic sense was a little more normal than Tengen's.
If Tengen's makeup skills had been graded, he would definitely have scored below zero. The only reason his work had passed muster in the original story was that it had reached a certain level of absurdity.
Outrageously bright red lips.
Huge, round patches of blush.
Inhuman eyelashes.
White foundation slathered across the entire face without a second thought.
When Chinatsu had first seen that scene, she had been drinking milk tea and nearly sprayed a mouthful all over her phone screen.
Good grief. Seriously, good grief!
Now Chinatsu picked up something from the basket that she couldn't name but was presumably a cosmetic. Turning toward the three boys with a smile, she asked, "Who wants to go first?"
All three boys