On today’s holiday, for some unknown reason, the siren sisters were at each other’s throats again.
“What? You’re saying I lack femininity? Aria, which brain-dead video did you get that from? Look at my face, look at my figure—do I really lack femininity?”
Sonata glared at Aria with wide eyes, her expression filled with utter disbelief.
Although Sonata still hadn’t fully grasped human aesthetics, she undeniably felt that she was feminine enough.
At the very least, she wasn’t some “tomboy.” She knew all too well what it meant for a woman to be told she lacked femininity; it was the equivalent of telling a man he was a sissy.
Anyone with even a bit of a temper wouldn’t be able to hold it in, so Sonata exploded instantly.
However, Aria didn’t think her hypothesis was wrong.
“Is what I said wrong? Think about it. How many beautiful outfits have you worn lately? Whether they were cute, sexy, or simple, you haven’t made Ashford spare you a second glance. Either your current human body is ugly, or you just don’t give Ashford the vibe of a girl.”
“Didn’t you say before that it was because he and I are too close?”
Sonata suddenly remembered Aria mentioning the childhood friend thing.
Aria had previously stated that when two people are close to a certain extent, the gender distinction between them becomes very blurred.
It was like communicating with another version of oneself.
But now, Aria was contradicting her previous words.
“True, I did say those things before. But the current situation is even more ridiculous than that. Nothing is absolute. Based on his web search history, I’m certain Ashford is fine and his orientation is normal. So the only possible issue lies in your charm.”
Aria took off her hood, her superior aura suppressing Sonata’s presence.
“Sonata, it’s okay if your human body is ugly. We’re sirens anyway.”
“What do you mean I’m ugly? You weren’t human before either, how do you know you look good?”
“Don’t you watch anime? Do you have any idea how much of a lure the twin-tail hairstyle is for boys?”
“Have you ever been in a relationship? And you claim to be alluring?”
…Bang!
Ashford’s door was violently kicked open.
Calmly sitting at his computer desk, he wordlessly took off his headphones and turned to look at the two sisters bickering again.
He wondered for the umpteenth time how many times this had happened.
Was there gold in his room or something?
“Ashford, hurry up and take us on a date!” they both shouted.
“…”
Ashford looked at Aria and Sonata, who were red-faced from arguing over some unknown reason, and then checked the time on his computer screen. This story is hosted at g.com.
Then, Ashford took a temperature scanner from his drawer and scanned each sister’s forehead.
“Hmm, temperature is normal.”
“We’re not sick! We just want to know who’s more charming, me or Aria?”
“That’s right, Ashford. Tell us, compared to a single ponytail, don’t you prefer my twin-tail hairstyle?”
“…”
Under the expectant gazes of Aria and Sonata, Ashford silently reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.
“Hello? Auntie, it’s me, Ashford. I wanted to ask you something. If two crazy women suddenly ran up to you and asked if you liked a single ponytail or a twin-tail hairstyle…”
“…what should one do in that situation?”
After Ashford said this, Cadance, who was combing her hair on the other end of the line, paused.
Just as Cadance was about to answer, she suddenly felt that things weren’t as simple as they seemed.
Since Shangguan Jingxing arrived here, although he kept in touch with her, they mostly just chatted about mundane things; he never formally discussed any issues.
But now he was asking about a girl wearing a twin-tail hairstyle or a single ponytail—it couldn’t possibly be that simple.
Could it be…?
Looking at herself in the mirror tying her hair into a twin-tail hairstyle, Aunt Cadance thought Ashford had already figured something out.
Her cradle-robbing secret had been discovered!
Not long ago, a male student from Crystal Preparatory Academy had discussed with her what hairstyle a girl should wear on a date.
Only a few days after that conversation, Ashford already knew.
Although she didn’t know how Ashford found out, that wasn’t important.
What mattered was how to explain her cradle-robbing to him.
“Ashford, listen to me. After all, your aunt is at that age now. Although the person I found might indeed be a bit… but you have to understand. I…”
Beep…
beep…
beep…
Just as she was about to call back, a text from Ashford arrived.
[It’s fine. Go do what you need to do.]
Seeing this text, Cadance thought Ashford was giving his approval.
Tears of excitement instantly welled up in her eyes.
“Waaaah, Ashford, I knew I didn’t dote on you for nothing. Sniff. With your support, I’m sure I’ll have an easier time when I face the family criticism session.”
“Don’t you worry, now that you’re on my side, I’ll definitely be 100% on your side when you’re in a relationship in the future.”
Because of her age and marital status, Cadance was constantly nagged by her parents.
She had finally found someone she liked, but he turned out to be a student.
Such behavior would never be permitted, yet she hadn’t expected her little nephew from the East, Ashford, to be willing to stand by her.
Who said easterners were reserved?
Who said easterners were conservative?
If anyone dared to say a bad word about Ashford in the future, she, as his aunt, would be the first to object.
And so, without Ashford’s knowledge, a certain path in his future was mysteriously paved by Aunt Cadance.
Back with Ashford, Aria and Sonata snatched the phone and felt relieved after seeing the sent message.
Then, they looked at Ashford with resentful eyes.
Although the two of them hadn’t actually been with Ashford for many years, according to their backstory, their relationship with him was quite good.
Yet Ashford actually called them crazy women.
He was so insensitive.
“Ashford, we just wanted to know what kind of hairstyle you prefer.”
“Exactly. Is it really necessary to talk about us like that?”
“Hmm… I prefer… Adagio’s headband.”
Adagio, who happened to be passing by Ashford’s door, was caught in the crossfire.
However, hearing that Shangguan Jingxing had such good taste, she stood at the door and nodded in approval.
But in the next second, she couldn’t smile anymore.
“Because that headband looks a lot like a dog collar.”