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”Ow...” Sakio winced in pain, ”Sis, please, be more gentle...” He pulled himself away from his sister before her hand came over his shoulder and pulled him back to where he originally was. ”Get back here! We're not done yet!” With a sinister look in her eyes, Sakio's sister Misaki raised her hand above her head and waved around the object she held. She quickly swung her hand down and dug the object into Sakio's hair before pulling her arm towards the side. ”Ow! Sis, that hurts.” Sakio pulled his head away before his sister pulled him back again. ”Relax! It's just a brush, if you took care of your hair then it wouldn't hurt that much.” She said as she continued with the torture. ”Ow! I didn't ev-- Ah! I didn't ask-- Kya! You to do this! Ngh!” Sakio struggled to get away from his sister's grip, but she was too strong and continued to brush through his hair with her instrument of torture. ”Nope, but you're going to my school soon, and I can't have my little sister walk around with boyish hair.”
After about ten minutes, Misaki put the brush, which was clumped with white hair from Sakio's messy head, down on her counter in front of her vanity mirror. ”Okay, now you can open your eyes!” After hearing that, Sakio opened his eyes to look back at little girl with white hair in the mirror. ”This... is me...?” Sako asked in disbelief, but it was confirmed when the girl in the mirror was following the same motions as him. ”Yep! See what you can do if you take care of your hair? You look so cute! Like the little sister I never had!” Sakio was a little irritated by his sister's words. ”I didn't need you to brush my hair!” He barked at his sister. ”You're right, Sakio, you already looked like a girl anyways.” Sakio was irritated even more. ”Now, time for makeup!” Sakio's eyes widened at the suggestion. ”I don't need makeup!” Sakio immediately protested. ”You're right, girls your age don't even need to be wearing makeup anyways.” Sakio was losing his patience with his sister. ”But, at the very least...” Misaki quickly picked up a bottle filled with pink liquid from her counter and sprayed its contents on the left and right sides of his neck. ”A little perfume!” Sakio took a whiff. He smelled like a flower.
Misaki knelt down next to Sakio and placed her head on his shoulder. ”Look at you! My little sister Saki! We look so much alike!” Sakio felt uncomfortable as he stared into the mirror. ”This... is me... Saki...” So this is what Sakio has become, a doll for his sister. ”Don't worry, Saki, you won't need me to fix your hair for you. After a few days, it will stay that way naturally.” Sakio took awhile before he responded to his sister since he was too preoccupied with who he saw in the mirror. ”I'm just your dress up doll for the next few days, aren't I?” Misaki pondered on that question for a while before she got up and walked over to her closet. She came back in front of the mirror and waved a white sundress around before holding it in front of Sakio. ”Well, if you put this on then yes.” Misaki smiled before unzipping the back of the dress. ”These next few days are going to be fun.”
It's been a week since they started preparing, and by now Sakio was able to disguise himself without any assistance. Now, both he and his sister were on the way to Urokami. They didn't take a car to the school, they had to take a train and a bus to get to Urokami, but this was a one-way trip for Sakio since he was a new student, so his sister would return the next week. The bus had stopped in front of the school grounds and Sakio and his sister stepped off of the bus with both his and her luggage in tow. ”Now, remember: I packed everything that you would need in your bag. All of your supplies are in your satchel along with your wallet.” Sakio looked up at his sister and nodded, acknowledging that he understood. The two of them entered the school ground and began looking around for anyone to show Sakio around. Once Sakio found the tour, Misaki would leave her luggage with him so she could pick it up when she returned a week later. ”That could be them” Misaki pointed in the direction of the fountain where she spotted a group of girls conversing. ”Come on” She said as she led her brother to the fountain. ”Hello! Is this the tour for the new girls? This is my sister, Saki, she's new and needs to be shown around.” Misaki motioned to Sakio before reaching behind his back and pushing him forward to introduce himself. ”I'm... S-Saki... Saki Akiyama...” He stayed quiet, this was the first time he's been like this in front of other people. He wondered if any of them were the other guys caught up in this bet, and if so he wondered which one was which. If they knew him then the only real difference between his normal appearance and his girl appearance is that his hair was neater and he lacked a hat, but those differences didn't matter thanks to his signature white hair.