“I-I-I-I’ll do anything, so please forgive me!!”

As I pulled my underwear back on, I stared down at Kokonoe as she performed a dogeza on the bed.

Somehow, it was a strange sight in more ways than one.

“Anything? So if I told you to show me your tits, you’d actually do it?”

“…Eh? My chest… do you really want to see it that badly?”

“Well, if all of humanity were men, of course they’d all want to see it—well, that’s an exaggeration.”

Since there are only a handful of men left, and no one really pays them any attention, it’s only natural that nobody knows what men actually want.

“If someone like me is okay with you, I’ll show you… but since it’s a little embarrassing, in return… would you let me see your ‘thing’ again?”

This girl… She says she’ll do anything, but then she immediately sets a condition. Talk about greedy. She looks like a shy introvert, but she’s actually incredibly greedy.

And besides, she’s way too willing to show her chest. She’s really committed to this, isn’t she?

“I said it was a joke, don’t take it seriously.”

“So… that means I can’t see it anymore…”

…No, seriously, what is with this girl?

Her reactions are completely different from the other girls.

She claimed she couldn’t talk to people, yet she’s been holding a conversation with me better than I expected, and my impression of her keeps changing by the minute.

“Hey, Kokonoe. You’re curious about men’s bodies, right?”

“Y-Yes!!”

“Then, I’ll teach you things about men you don’t know. In return, I want you to tell me how to get closer to Asuka.”

“Asuka… you mean Otomi-san, right? …Come to think of it, she looked like she was desperately trying to say something to you.”

The word “desperately ” wouldn’t leave my head.

“Well… yeah. I like her. So help me out.”

“Are you serious? …Ah! s-sorry!? B-But… you know, I look like this. Talking to other girls is…”

Kokonoe’s self-esteem seems to be at rock bottom.

She won’t even make eye contact and keeps fidgeting.

But—now that her glasses are off, looking at her face again…

“Hey. Let me see your face.”

“Huh? W-What are you—hyaaa!?”

I gently placed a hand on her forehead and brushed her heavy bangs aside.

The moment her uncovered face came into view, the words slipped out before I could stop myself.

“…Huh? Aren’t you actually really pretty?”

“AAAHHHHHHH!!”

Kokonoe turned bright red and screamed.

Her face was on the smaller side, with surprisingly large eyes and long eyelashes.

Though her hair was messy and her eyebrows weren’t groomed, her potential was obvious.

“Sorry. Touching you without permission wasn’t okay…”

I apologized, but the first one to touch me was Kokonoe herself. 

This much was probably within acceptable limits.

“M-Me? Beautiful…? That’s impossible!”

“Maybe not as you are now, but come over to my place after school today. I’ll do something about it.”

“Eh? EEEEEH!?”

“While I’m at it, I’ll also teach you what it means to be a man.”

And so, making use of a weakness I’d stumbled upon by chance (?)—I decided to set the Kokonoe Toka Makeover Plan in motion.

◇◇◇

“U-um… Kazuto-kun?”

“What is it, Aoi?”

“W-why is Kokonoe-san walking next to you…?”

“We became friends.”

““F-friendsss!?””

After school. 

The three of us were walking toward my place along a quiet road a little away from the school, where there were hardly any students around.

I’d invited Aoi along without explaining anything, but there was no way I could tell him something like she licked me there.

Though I called her “friend,” our relationship remains vague. 

I did say we were friends, but honestly, our relationship was still kind of vague.

Even so, the fact that Kokonoe came along without running away probably meant she was earnest at heart.

“D-does that mean… I’m your friend…?”

“Yeah. You don’t mind, right? Which means, starting today, you two are friends too.”

“Me too!?”

Their reactions were great. Both of them were pure in their own way.

In this world, even a man and a woman walking side by side would draw attention—so having her walk with two boys stood out even more.

The people we passed kept doing double or triple takes.

“Aoi, Kokonoe’s an interesting girl. I think you’d get along with her.”

“W-what do you mean interesting!? I’m an ugly, gloomy, idiot pervert!”

“Y-you’re right… she is kind of interesting…”

“Even you too, Hareya-kun!?”

Looks like those two might get along faster than expected.

◇◇◇

“I’m home.”

““Sorry for intruding.””

When I opened the front door, my sister was standing there with her arms planted firmly at her sides.

Looks like she’d already gotten home, making full use of her go-home-club status.

“……”

The moment she saw Aoi and Kokonoe, my sister instinctively narrowed her eyes.

“This is Hareruya Aoi, and this is Kokonoe Touka. They’re both my friends.”

“Haaa… honestly, you… I’ve never seen a guy who goes around dragging not just boys, but even girls along with him.”

“Thanks.”

“I’m not complimenting you… well, I guess it’s not a bad thing, though…”

She’s just like Mother.

Maybe because she’s lived with someone like me in a world that hates men, my sister’s relatively tolerant when it comes to guys.

“So? You said you had something you needed me for. I even came home for this, so if it’s something stupid, I’m gonna be mad.”

“Let’s go to my room for now.”

There was a reason I’d called my sister home today.

I wanted her to be one of the core members of the Kokonoe Touka Makeover Plan.

“I’ll keep it simple— I want you to make Kokonoe Touka cute!”

I brought the three of us into my room and got straight to explaining the plan.

All I could really do was help with preparations, so my sister was going to be the main force.

“Hmmm… Touka-chan, was it?”

“Y-yes!”

“You really don’t look like you’ve done even the bare minimum…”

My sister stared intently at Kokonoe’s face, folding her arms.

Not used to being looked at like that, Kokonoe shrank in on herself at the table.

“…Alright then, I’ll do what I can!”

Having made up her mind, my sister returned from her room carrying a full set of makeup tools.

“Okay then, excuse me for a bit~”

“Hawawawa…!”

Even between girls, having someone get this close must be nerve-wracking.

My sister isn’t as beautiful as Asuka, but when it comes to fashion, she has a decent amount of knowledge, and her makeup skills are nothing to scoff at either.

She started by trimming Kokonoe’s eyebrows, then gently wiped her face to prepare the skin—

Under my sister’s hands, Kokonoe’s face was gradually being refined.

“……!”

“Aoi, what’s wrong?”

Halfway through, Aoi started fidgeting restlessly.

“U-um!”

“Hm?”

Aoi stopped my sister’s hand.

It was obvious how tense he was.

“Uh… um… I think… Kokonoe-san would probably look better if her eyebrows were a bit thicker, and drawn straight…”

“……”

My sister took another long, careful look at Kokonoe’s face.

“…You’re Aoi-kun, right? You’ve got a good eye.”

“Th-thank you!”

“Aoi’s got an older sister too, you know. Apparently she makes him cross-dress.”

“K-Kazuto!? Y-you didn’t have to say that…!”

“And it sounds like he can do makeup pretty well, too.”

“I see. That explains it.”

Aoi clearly hadn’t wanted that mentioned, but it seemed to make perfect sense to my sister.

After finishing up with the lipstick, Kokonoe’s makeup was finally complete.

“Well, it’s decent enough… but her hair’s a complete disaster, so this is about as far as we can go for now.”

“T-this is… me…?”

Kokonoe’s eyes quivered as she stared at her reflection, filled with amazement.

Judging by her reaction, she clearly liked the result.

“It’s not even five yet. Go to this hair salon right now. Just leave it up to them; they’ll make you plenty cute.”

“R-right now!?”

“Of course. You’ve already got makeup on—you just need to fix your hair to complete the look.”

Unable to resist my sister’s pressure, Kokonoe could only open and close her mouth wordlessly.

Come to think of it… where do I even get my hair cut in this world?

“Alright, see you later~”

“Y-you’re not coming with me!?”

I saw Kokonoe off at the front door.

The salon wasn’t very far from the house.

“I’d like to, but if I went with you, the stylist would probably think it was weird.”

“I-I guess that’s true, but…”

“When you get back, I’ll teach you all kinds of things about men.”

“Hey! Don’t go putting weird ideas into Touka-chan’s head.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

My sister shot me a disapproving look.

“Y-you promise!?”

“Yeah. I’m looking forward to seeing you after your transformation.”

And with that, Kokonoe headed off to the hair salon on her own.