Chapter 3
Hiyoko Saionji
"Come on Wolfy! Let's go watch something! You make the popcorn." Saionji said as her 'big bro', Nagito Komaeda, (well, more of a servant) carried her on his shoulders. She held his fluffy white wolf ears. 'He's a mutt, but I like him.' She thought, 'He does what I say. And he's pretty fun to be around.'
"Of course Hiyoko-san." He said. He droped her off in her bedroom before going to the kitchen to make snacks. Saionji turned on the TV and looked through what there is on demand. They used to keep Komaeda with the other mutts. Saionji had seen the mutts before. If she wasn't a perfect success, she'd be with them. But she was, so they keept her in a nice room. All the mutts were flawed. She'd only seen them a few times. Her adoptive father, Kirigiri-san, said that she shouldn't mix with them. It's not like she wantedto hang out with anyone except Komaeda, anyway.
"Hey! Wolfy! We're watching Game of Thrones!" She called as she got the TV set up. She'd never seen it before, but had heard it was really good from online reviews. She waited for Komaeda to come back with the popcorn. He sat beside her and she hit play, taking a handful of popcorn, "Hugs." She said, scooting closer to Komaeda. He lifted her onto his lap and put his arms around her, his head resting on her shoulder. Her three fox tails curled neatly to one side. She pat his head. Better than a dog.
"Hey look, it's me." Komaeda pointed to the screen as one of the characters piked up a snow white wolf pup. Saionji laughed.
"You wish you were that cute." She said, "It's an eight, you're a three."
"I see, I'll work on being cuter." He said. Saionji laughed again.
"What do you think I am?" She turned to look at him.
"A ten, of course." He smiled.
"You liar!" She batted at his ear.
"I swear I'm telling the truth." He said, pushing her hand away.
"You can't be. I'm a nine point five." She huffed.
"Hmm?"
"Because I could be cuter. I have room for improvement." She looked down at her small chest, "Anyone who says they're a perfect ten is full of themselves. Like those bitches who post only selfies online."
"I suppose you're right." He said, "Just make sure that you don't post anything. Kirigiri-san will have my head for letting you show yourself before the time is right."
"I don't need to internet to know I'm cute." Saionji's fox ears twitched, "I have you for that." She winked.
"Kirigiri-san had it sent here." Komaeda held up the modified kimono for Saionji's inspection. It was orange with flower patterns painted on and gold thread on the collar. With it was a green obi with more flowers. There were several other adornments with it, several chords and ornaments, as well as socks and geta clogs and a under skirt that proofed out.
"It's not traditional." She wrinkled her nose.
"I know. But it is to complete your kitsune look. I'll help you get dressed." Komaeda said, looking away as Saionji put on her juban, a short modification. It was the day. She was perfect, the perfect success. Today, the world would see. And she wouldn't have to hide anymore. She could post pictures online and walk on the street, just like Kirigiri had promised. She could get her own konpeito and she could more easily dictate what went into dinner.
Komaeda dressed her, tying her obi in a complex bow and adding a cherry blossom ornament to the chord. He brushed out her hair and tied it in buns instead of her usual pigtails. Pink hair clips were placed in her hair as well as another cherry blossom ornament. The fur on her tails was brushed out as well and a bell choker was placed around her neck.
"Nine point eight." Saionji said, getting a look at her appearance in the mirror.
(An: Realizes thirty minutes after I published this that it was supposed to be in first person after I changed it all to third person because I thought it was supposed to be third person. Nice going me)