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"why thank you, young lady! you have quite the unique style of clothing as well, i quite like it." though...what is this thing known as 'kei'? was this a modern thing nero wasn't aware of?

"Kei is style," she spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "It's a subset of style. Each unique to a specific taste. There's probably over a hundred subsets now, and each fashion grows every year with the support of the internet and die hard fans. It's the utmost self-expression without having to use words to communicate." Kirara sighed softly in reverence, "Fan dedication is perhaps one of the most handsome experiences in the world, underneath experiencing heat." She's holding her body, writhing slightly at the mere thought of heat.

Entering the building and following Kirara, Nobara huffs and says, "TECHNICALLY everything is my color." There she goes again. She did like blue though. Blue and orange.

Kugisaki holds the shoulder crop and nods, "Alright. I'm thinking these pants will work well with this too." And now she's got full hands!

Once Kugisaki snagged a pair of slacks, Kirara leaned in to feel the fabric between her fingerpads. "Ooohh, feels so nice," she purred. Kugisaki had great taste and a lovely personality. Briefly, Kirara mourned her fall in Shibuya, though she was oblivious until she met with her former schoolmates. It didn't matter now, she's here and alive, and Kirara vowed to make the best of the time she had with Kugisaki.

"My timing has nothing to do with it." Despite his natural power to woo any female, Fushiguro Megumi harbored a bad attitude. She proceeded her assault until her hand clapped over Megumi's spiky hair and ruffled the strands further out of place. Electricity stored in her finger tips, a natural phenomena she's destined unleash if he spoke another uncute word.

He matches her look with his own dumbfounded one. He's never seen anything that looked like a fish before. Well, a fish ice cream. He's seen fish!

"I usually can pull of anything," Kugisaki says with a wave of her hands, "Even the most obnoxious clothes, y'know?" She made everything she put on look really good. It WAS part of her job at least anyway.

"But I don't think I'd pull off your style." And that came as a compliment. Kirara really knows how to dress and it was all her own style. She knows what she likes.