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>Jump down to that open balcony with your stuff!
No. No thinking! Bad brain, bad brain: hesitation keeps you bored! It makes you miss out on so many things. No; Miharu always takes her chances, and today will be no different. Wrapping up the thermos and bento boxes on the creepy cultist robe, holding the Last Onigiri in her mouth, Miharu jumps. Just like that; she jumps to the balcony below, at least landing with some grace. She thinks to herself: 'Step One: Done!' because people don't say their thoughts out loud when they are alone, that's just so dumb
and then she turns around towards the house.
Three guys; all wearing make up. All putting make up on each other. All wearing dresses so frilly that even a Magical Girl would envy them.
They stare at Miharu. Miharu stares at them. One of the Boys is still carefully applying eye-liner on his 'bro', as another is drawing a red line on his 'soldier' cheek with lipstick because he's stuck looking at the girl that just jumped on the balcony.
...
The one with the tiara and the violet and teal Victorian royal gown is the one that finally dares to stand.
Violet Royal Princess: L-LOOK. Clothes /don't/ have a gender, alright? In fact, scratch that. Gender doesn't matter. Even if they did, so what?!
Ӝ Miharu: Eh-
Gothic Vampire Bride: There is no logical reason for which men shouldn't be allowed to look pretty and delicate as well!
Frilly Scarlet Maid: YEAH!
Violet Royal Princess: Damn straight!
Frilly Scarlet Maid: Some men want to be protected too! To be pampered, and cared for! Is that so bad?!
Violet Royal Princess: That's not the point! In Scotland, men wore kilts even to go to war!
Frilly Scarlet Maid: Are you saying that we can't be weak?! Why can't we be weak and caring, huh?!
Gothic Vampire Bride: None of you understands!
Whatever this is, it devolves into a somewhat complex and undeniably heated argument that leaves Miharu somewhat forgotten on the balcony.
>Eh-
