I push the kid!

The three of them walked towards the dressing room together. As soon as the door opened, bright light came on.

The air filled with a mixture of strange fragrances filled the air around me. In an extremely clean medium-sized room, several dressing tables stood there slightly separated from each other.

The table was covered with expensive cosmetics of various brands, and the mirror in front was taller and cleaner than the one B Komachi had when she was in an underground idol group.

The makeup artist was only a woman with long blond hair. When Makimura Taku and others came in, she immediately moved away from the seat in front of her.

"Isn't it you who Mr. Kaburagi mentioned?" She greeted with a smile, "Excuse me, I'm the only makeup artist here today. Who do you think should go first?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Ogura Tomoki raised his hand to the makeup artist and said, "No need for that. I already had makeup on when I came here, so it's fine to take pictures directly."

"is it?"

The makeup artist approached her, stared at her face carefully, and then showed a surprised expression:

"Your makeup is quite good. The lipstick color is also suitable. Did you also apply your eyelashes yourself? That's amazing. Do you practice regularly?"

"Well, I guess so." Tomoki Ogura nodded slightly.

The makeup artist in high heels stood up and faced the other two: "Who's going first?"

Hoshino Ai and Makimura Taku looked at each other and said at the same time: "How about you ..."

"How about the two of us go together? I can help." said Tomoki Ogura.

The makeup artist was stunned for a moment: "Is it okay? Will it be too much trouble for you? After all, this is my job."

"It's ok."

"Okay." She smiled and picked up a moisturizing product. "Then I'll leave it to you."

The two of them stood in front of a dressing table each. Ogura Tomoki glanced at himself in the mirror and then shifted his gaze to the table.

She reached out and picked up the cosmetics to look at them. This one was foundation, and that one was eye shadow.

There are eyebrow powder, blush, setting powder, lipstick, and too many lipstick colors to choose from.

Just as she was about to take a closer look, someone sat down on the chair in front of her. She panicked and said to the makeup artist:

"Well, Xiaoai, let me do Xiaoai's makeup? Mucun..."

"Girls' makeup is very delicate, so you should leave it to a professional like me," the makeup artist said. "Besides, I can't push all the complicated work onto you, because I would be incompetent if I did that."

"No, no, the problem is."

"If you're not good at applying makeup to boys, it's no problem to leave it all to me. Why don't you take a rest in the empty seat next to you?"

After she finished speaking, Taku Makimura glanced at Tomoki Ogura in the mirror.

Ogura Yuki was also peeking at him at this moment, so she quickly looked away:

"I can also do boys' makeup, I-I'll do it!"

"Thank you for your hard work~"

"No..." She lowered her head and looked in the mirror again. Makimura Taku was lifting his bangs and observing his forehead without saying a word.

This action and expression had already had a great impact on Ogura Tomoki, and now it felt like it had been magnified, causing her face to burn.

On the other side, the makeup artist started to put makeup on Hoshino Ai. Makimura Taku saw that Ogura Tomoki was still standing there stupidly and asked her if she didn't want to do it.

"I was originally going to put makeup on Xiao Ai." Tomoki Ogura took a comb and fiddled with the serrations on it.

"Thank you for your hard work, you still have to put makeup on me."

"That's not what I meant." Ogura Yuki said, "Besides, you are so beautiful, it's okay even if you don't wear makeup."

"Yeah."

"You, you should have this awareness, right?"

"That's not the case," Mu Cuntuo pondered, "After all, I've always been modest, and I don't pay much attention to such things."

Ogura Yuki's face fell immediately, she pouted and said: "I was fine before, but you said I was narcissistic."

“No.”

"You bastard!" She grabbed Makimura Taku's bangs.

Hoshino Ai heard the noise and turned to look over.

As if triggered by automatic sensing, Ogura Tomoki instantly noticed her gaze and subconsciously let go of her hand.

Makimura Taku raised his hand to block it: "Even if you are dissatisfied with me, don't take the opportunity to retaliate."

Tomoki Ogura lowered her head and heard the makeup artist's various compliments to Hoshino Ai.

The sound of bottles and jars being picked up and put down was particularly clear, and Hoshino Ai said thank you to her with a smile.

"Put on some makeup." Ogura Yuki whispered.

Taku Makimura looked at her, nodded in response, and sat up straight again, while Tomoki Ogura was putting on makeup for him absent-mindedly.

Although it is called makeup, in fact not much makeup is used. Just a slight contouring is needed to make the face look more suitable for the camera.

"That's it." said Tomoki Ogura, and she finally grabbed Taku Makimura's hair.

Makimura Taku stared at the mirror: "It seems that I look about the same as usual."

“Because it’s pretty enough.”

"Like this." Makimura Taku asked calmly, "But your hair is a little messier than usual?"

“It’s a mess.”

"Will it be weird?"

"I like this."

Makimura Taku's hand stopped, and Ogura Tomoki stepped back from behind him: "That's it, I'm going to the bathroom first."

Without waiting for Makimura Taku to say anything, she left the dressing room directly. The moment her back disappeared, only the slight sound of the door closing was left behind.

Taku Makimura looked in the mirror, adjusted his collar, and stood up from the chair.

He walked behind Hoshino Ai. Hoshino Ai's makeup was basically done. The makeup artist looked at her long purple hair and asked her if she wanted to change her hairstyle.

"Change your hairstyle?"

"Well," the makeup artist held the hairbrush in one hand and stretched the rubber band with the other, "If you want to be more lively, tie it into two ponytails. If you want to go for a sporty style, go for a high ponytail. If you want to look virtuous, a side ponytail is also good.

"There are many specific ways to tie a tie, and any of them are suitable for you. It mainly depends on what style you want to show."

"Yeah."

"It's okay to think about it slowly."

"I understand." Hoshino Ai clenched her fists in front of the mirror and pondered. After a while, she suddenly said, "Makino."

Taku Makimura was looking down at his phone when Mai Watanabe sent him a private message on Twitter, asking why Xiao Ai didn't reply to the message.

"What's wrong?" he asked, putting away his phone.

"Do you think I'm suitable for that kind?" Hoshino Ai pouted her lips, frowned, and looked so serious that she couldn't be more serious.

Makimura Taku observed her in the mirror and said frankly: "Either one suits you."

"I knew it." Hoshino Ai exhaled helplessly, "Tell me something so I can refer to it."

The makeup artist looked at the two of them and smiled meaningfully. Makimura Taku didn't think much about it and said, "Then put it on."

"what?"

“Now it’s the best.”

When Hoshino Ai heard this, she was silent for a moment, looked into the mirror, and her hands unconsciously began to fiddle with the ends of her hair.

"Just like now?" she asked uncertainly after a moment.

Makimura Taku said: "Well, this is more like you."

"Indeed, it suits you very well when you let your hair down." The makeup artist smoothed her long hair with a smile.

All the sounds seemed to disappear for a moment, and the bright incandescent lights illuminated every corner, dispelling all the shadows that should have been there.

In the quiet dressing room, Hoshino Ai played with her hair and said softly, "If you are more virtuous... Makimura, how does it feel to be more virtuous?"

Makimura Taku recalled how she dressed up one day in Karuizawa. She had just washed her hair, and her whole body smelled fresh and her smile was pleasant.

"How should I describe it?" Makimura Taku was very conflicted. Apart from the fact that it looked good, he couldn't think of anything else.

He held his chin.

Hoshino Ai saw that he was silent, so he turned his head and examined his profile: "Then let's keep it like this."

"Have you decided?" asked the makeup artist.

"Yeah." Hoshino Ai nodded.

"Then your makeup is done."

"Thank you for your help." Hoshino Ai stood up and said.

The makeup artist waved her hand and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Makimura Taku and Hoshino Ai were left alone in the room.

"This is indeed the best way." Makimura Taku said seriously as he looked her over.

Hoshino Ai paused, and the expression on her face seemed to be completely frozen.

She turned her body completely around and looked at Makimura Taku. Makimura Taku was slightly stunned. Hoshino Ai suddenly smiled, her beautiful eyes narrowed into two slits, and she said:

"When you say something like that in a serious manner, it's really hard to refuse."

"It's not serious enough, is it?" Makimura Taku coughed dryly and felt a dryness in his throat.

Hoshino Ai simply didn't answer, and continued to smile and said: "No matter what your initial answer is, I will definitely listen to you."

Makimura Taku joked, "I should have been more careful if I had known this."

Hoshino Ai shook her head: "What comes out of your mouth is what I want, Makimura."

"..."

The heartbeat was so loud that I couldn't tell whose it was.

The alarm clock on the wall was ticking, and it was only then that Taku Makimura noticed that there was an alarm clock in the room. There had been quiet times before, but he hadn't noticed it at all.

The scent of cosmetics around was even stronger than when I entered the room, but it didn't make me feel uncomfortable. I just felt that the air I breathed had become sweet.