"Shiori-nee, what's with that expression?"
Noticing her sister had become increasingly focused on her appearance and grooming lately, Mana couldn't help but wonder if Shiori had her eye on someone.
"No, it's nothing like that! I just thought... it's about time I started paying more attention to these things, so I wanted to try out some makeup."
Shiori turned away, her face flushed as she denied Mana's guess, though a certain someone was indeed on her mind.
"Hmm... Shiori, you couldn't possibly be..."
Being quite perceptive about a girl's heart, Miku looked at Shiori, seemed to understand something, and grinned mischievously, "Well then, Shiori, Mana, how about you two join our little event as well?"
"Huh?" x2
Hearing that Miku wanted them to participate, both Shiori and Mana let out sounds of surprise.
Mana shook her head, her refusal quite straightforward, "I don't have those kinds of feelings for Ryuya-san, so I'll pass."
Her personality was actually quite simple and straightforward. As a former AST's member, Mana genuinely hadn't thought about things that way.
Like a tomboy, her speech and behavior were like an immature boy's. Even though she was Kotori's older sister, she was less mature than Kotori.
"I... I'll pass too." Shiori's reply was somewhat hesitant, but she also refused.
"Come on, even if your feelings for Darling aren't like that, it's fine! Just think of it as keeping us company."
Linking arms with Mana and Shiori intimately, Miku winked at Kotori while she spoke, "What do you think, Kotori? Don't you want your sisters to join in too?"
"Cough..." Seeing something in Miku's look, Kotori, in Commander mode, smiled knowingly, "Mana-nee, Shiori-nee, just agree to it. It won't cause any misunderstandings."
"No misunderstandings? Well, alright then. I'm in." Thinking about how Ryuya had been looking after the three sisters, and considering her younger sister Kotori's feelings for him, Mana, having a clear conscience, naturally agreed without issue.
"Eh? It's really okay?"
Thinking of something specific, Shiori clearly didn't want to agree.
"Oh, Shiori, don't overthink it. Since you don't like Darling that way, what's there to worry about?"
"Darling won't misunderstand, don't worry."
Giving one last reassurance, Miku was amused to see this unexpectedly cute side of Shiori. Smiling, she applied a bit more pressure and finally managed to get a conflicted-looking Shiori to agree to her request.
"Kotori, come here."
Calling Kotori to her side, Miku whispered something in her ear. A deal was finally struck between the two.
"Alright, on to the next one!"
Bidding farewell to the three Itsuka Sisters, Miku headed for her next target.
Which was...
Mukuro stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusted her long hair, and looked with slight frustration at the tight-fitting qipao.
"Why are these clothes so tight?"
Her already impressive figure, arguably even better than Miku's, was testing the limits of the qipao's physics. She had always liked traditional clothing, but ever since coming to live with Ryuya, she found herself frustrated every time she tried to wear these elegant outfits.
Sighing, she wondered if she should go ask Westcott for advice, as that woman seemed to command respect among everyone.
Being relatively new to the household, Mukuro was still getting to know everyone. As she was about to change out of the ill-fitting qipao and look for other clothes...
"Mukuro, are you in?"
"Miku? Come in."
Seeing Miku enter, Mukuro asked what brought her here.
"Ah, I came today to... Wow, Mukuro, your figure is amazing!"
Seeing Mukuro wearing only her underwear, Miku exclaimed in admiration, a bit annoyed that someone had surpassed her.
"Mukuro, how is your figure this good? Did Darling help you with it?"
Grinning mischievously, Miku sat down close to Mukuro, remembering her own... particular interests.
"Hmm? My Lord? No, this is natural."
Understanding Miku's implication, Mukuro shyly indicated that she hadn't 'caught up' to Ryuya yet, and her feelings were still one-sided.
"What? He's leaving a beauty like you untouched? His self-control is incredible... though he's always so capable when it counts..."
Pursing her lips, Miku's words grew increasingly bold, making Mukuro blush deeply.
"Okay, okay, Miku, that's enough."
Stopping Miku from continuing, Mukuro asked about the purpose of her visit.
"Oh, right. Well, I'm fine with that." After hearing Miku's plan, Mukuro agreed readily. The only issue was the outfit... she wanted to wear a qipao.
"A qipao? That's simple."
Dismissing it as just a piece of clothing, Miku patted her chest and promised to handle it.
Letting out a mischievous chuckle, Miku said the clothes weren't a problem, but Mukuro would have to use her body as payment.
After joking with Mukuro, Miku went to find Natsumi, Ellen, and Karen. They all agreed to her request. Karen even proposed some post-event plans as wild as Origami's, making Miku marvel at their level of intensity.
Finally...
"And that concludes Izayoi Miku's proposed farewell plan. Awaiting your instructions."
Feeling a bit intimidated by Westcott, the usually playful Miku cautiously explained her idea. After listening, Westcott thought for a moment, then nodded to indicate she understood.
"So then..."
"I'll participate."
Smiling at Miku's cautious demeanor, Westcott stood up, "How could I possibly refuse something like a grand confession to Sensei?"
"However, regarding the follow-up plans you mentioned, I have some alternative suggestions."
Offering some modifications to Miku's subsequent ideas, Westcott's version was clearly much more polished.
"I see! I understand!"
Her eyes shining as she looked at Westcott, Miku nodded excitedly.
They immediately began formulating specific implementation steps. Soon, news of Izayoi Miku's farewell concert, to be held in Tengu City, spread across the entire world.