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"Oho~ look! They are the shameless family!"
"I did say that she will become unruly right? And now it is proven already"
"Yeah, her antics are really unbefitting of the servant lady of this proud family"
Once they arrive at the daycare unit, Anya's family decides to ignore the obvious jab from the little gossiping mother from the side and start to get inside.
After they get in, the sight of multiple gazes from the family fall upon them makes their bodies become stiff from the awkwardness. The little Anya who let down her long black hair after the intense twin tail incident starts to look at the nostalgic study center where all of the selected kids gather in the past.
'It has been 4 years, and now I am ready to be moved into the training unit'
After feeling satisfied, she then looks back to those looking at her family. Their parent's eyes look as if wanting to say something while the others blatantly show their disgust and frown.
"Mom, I think that we need to show them who is the boss or else they will look down on us"
"…and how do you plan to do that?"
After saying her opinion regarding her mother's passive action over such an annoying thing the other people do toward her family, Anya then couldn't help but avert her eyes awkwardly after witnessing the interrogating eyes from her mother.
The mother silently sighs right after the cute angle of the past starts to act like that. As a lot of years passed by, she manages to befriend some of the other servants making her somewhat sensitive from the other view of her family, especially regarding her daughter.
'The boys are maintaining their distance.'
Whenever Anya walks like she owns the place as she looks back at whoever looking at her, the boys always either avert their eyes hurriedly, move backward as if creating a distance, or glare at her back which makes the little girl's eyes to be even more dangerous.
The way she walks, the way she dresses, and the way she properly glows herself up into a proper pretty little girl that normally would gather the interest of the other young boys couldn't help her already branded image in them.
*pat
'Is my effort not working? I thought that I bought quite the good quality one' said the mother with her palm on her cheek while the other pats the little daughter of her on the head who flinched from the glare she just did.
The glaring contest thus abruptly stopped, making that one particular boy smile in satisfaction as he runs toward the inside of the graduation room.
'Well, as long as she didn't know, I will do it no matter how much it affects my family financial'
After deciding on the matter of her daughter's future problem, the mother starts to fetch the hair comb from her bag and start combing Anya's hair in earnest.
What can Anya do except staying still?
Looking down at the black and smooth hair that plenty enough to tell that it belongs to a girl, Anya starts to twirl her end of some of the hair that seems branched while brought it closer to her eyes.
The mothers who notice what her daughter's doing then brought out a little scissor and cut that end a little and then look at the satisfied and innocent smile of her daughter.
'It shows a little result at least', thought the mother as she hums in happiness while she holds her precious daughter's hand as they walk inside.
The kids who graduate this year are not that much but not that little either, but because they come along with their parents, the room feels much crowded compared with usual.
Anya looks around, starts to walk toward a certain chair, and then greets a little girl with green braided hair. They seem to enjoy their little time as they both giggling once in a while, making the other girls from around, who wear any kind of cutesy, flowery, and fluttery clothes or skirt begin to gather little by little.
The mother whose eyes flickering as if grading something while looking at her daughter within that group with narrowing eyes starts to realize that someone starts to walks closer to her, and then greet that person with a genuine smile.
"Hello Anya's mother, a good day today isn't it?"
A/N: In my place, the mother always called either by her daughter/son or by her husband's name instead of their own name, so I decide to do so instead.
"Hello Litta's mother, it is indeed a great day for a graduation"
While looking at the woman with green hair that exudes a graceful and womanly charm resembling a cute little girl with braided hair, she can't help but smile wryly inside as they exchange a greeting and a light talk to ease the mood.
"…So, how is the little demoness doing?"
But as if the light talks were enough, Litta's mothers begin to bring the topic that makes the mood of Anya's mother to go down.
"*Sigh. She is still worrying, but I think she is indeed better than before.", answer Anya's mother while didn't show any ill reaction about the title of a demoness that refers to a certain little girl.
Looking back at that worrying daughter of hers, a little smile start to creep up on her lips when she saw the little girl begin surrounded by a bunch of girls that seem to enjoy their little chat time. Going past that group, you can see a lot of boys taking sneak glances or even straight out looking at them seeming interested that she herself knows what it implies.
"Hey, do you like someone?"
"Why should I tell you anyway? Or more like. Aren't you the one who likes someone!?"
"Don't tell me, you like Anya?
"Please don't say such a scary thing, they might hear us!"
"Well, to be honest, she is quite pretty and cute you know?"
"Don't tell me, you like her? Hey, Any—uffmmm!!!"
"Idiot! That's not what I mean! Just look at her right now"
"…well, as long as she behaves as a proper girl would, she is indeed pretty"
"To be honest, she is one of the top pretty girls in this year batch, well—that's what the other boys say, not me!!"
"Right!?"
Such is the conversation that flows toward Anya's and Litta's mother's ears, making their own conversation come to an abrupt halt.
'When the girls grouping up together, they always seem even more adorable, especially when they smile and giggling like that', thought Anya's mother when the sight of cute and pretty clothes the girls wear for today and a bunch of hair that styled to increase their charm. Their high and sweet voices that come with bright and cheerful charm brought even some of the innocent boys straight to their first loves.
"But, she is the "Stripping Demoness". Better be careful guys"
"Ughh, yes. Better stop looking at her altogether."
"What? Don't tell me that you start to like her? Why don't you confess then?"
"I-Idiot! If she hears it, she might bully me again!"
"Well, what about the woman behind us? Even though the girl herself didn't hear it, it seems she hears us completely you know?"
"Well, as long as she is not her mother, I think it should be fine right?"
"The problem is, she indeed looks like Anya's mother"
"…"
"…"
"…"
'…stripping demoness'
Hearing such a familiar yet frown inducing title that belongs to her daughter without caring what these boys feeling right now, the mother can't help but recall a certain memory as to when she picks Anya up from the daycare center, especially after an event of her smart daughter catching a young master interest already long passed by.
There isn't any ill omen or feeling on that particular day, so she just walks in as usual when she saw the crying boy and the enraged woman that seems like his mother who is held down by 3 servants. Her face was completely red with a hint of the bulging vein while shouting a very unpleasant word one after another.
Flabbergasted, she then changes her gaze toward where she directs such a venomous insult, then found her own daughter is the one facing it instead. Like any mother would, she charge, hug and cover her adorable and angelic daughter's ears from hearing such hurtful things lest she gets scared or even worse traumatized.
"That won't do mom! You should cover your ears too…"
That's why when she heard such a warm and caring tone with her little childish voice as Anya covers her ears with such a cute and tiny hand of her, the mother can't help but feels warm inside.
Unfortunately, that feeling didn't last even a fraction of a second because she became frozen stiff when she hear Anya's next word.
"…or else her stupidity would contaminate you!", said the little Anya with a face full of worry and seriousness.
At that time, she starts to realize that something is wrong with her daughter. Actually, she already has an inkling of suspicion whenever her little daughter acts boyish or in a more appropriate way, inelegant.
"Look, even her son became useless after living way too long with her!"
But, after hearing her next word, even her mind blanked out, let alone the one that word directed at. One would wonder what kind of environment would grow such a venomous little demon that not only able to act so nonchalantly under so much pressure but even manage to do a counter jab on top of that.
Shout, insult, and saliva were flying anywhere inside the room where a bunch of kids was, making the head servant of the daycare unit enraged. It needs more than 7 servants to calm down the situation, but the fight continues inside the head office.
All the way until she reaches home, the confusion and wonderment still linger on the mother but other than a little scolding and advice, she didn't dare to do anything else fully knowing that Anya is but a victim who fights back.
After the direct ultimatum from the head servant herself, the mother is not allowed to involved themselves too much in their children's fight, so Anya's mother thought that she will get a normal day at least for tomorrow.
"Madam, please teach your daughter seriously. She strips down boy pants, runs with them, and then throws them into a tree! You should know how embarrassing the boy feels when he needs to run after her with nothing but underwear under the other children's eyes!"
But on the next day, she again faced another crying boy with her mother's angry voices. Thankfully, she reprimands the parents instead of the little girl directly, so the head servant didn't go on her own way to stop it but let the normal servant did.
When the mother got her own lecture after a tiring workday, she interrogates her daughter and manages to get a full story behind it.
Apparently, the boys insult Anya's parents, she herself as a useless person with a bleak future and even went as far as breaking Anya's stuff. So, when he got careless, Anya body slams him from the back until he falls, strips the pants down forcefully when he lay flat-faced, and then runs around the daycare unit.
As an ex-professional robber, striping a kid's pants is as easy as throwing them away.
That daughter of hers even dares to brag her cleverness from running slowly in order to make the boys who are angry and crying at the same time think that she is within his reach, making him didn't realize that he already run a full circle around the entire building ground with a cute picture of cats underwear.
She also says that she didn't go too far and return it when the boys cry beginning to get too loud. But after that, he dares worsen his bully along with his friend so she did the same thing, runs to the highest floor within the building toward one of the unused rooms, locks the door, opens the window, and then throws the pants to the nearest tree.
Cannot open the door, and when they decide to take the pants on the tree from below, the height is too much for a 4 or 5 years old kid.
The oldest one is already graduated, so the only hindrance left was an easy target for Anya to take care of after all.
The servant then forced to help after the boys crying begin to turn into despair because Anya refuses to open the door from the afternoon, so the boy is in his underwear for a few hours under the jeers and laughter of the other children, especially from the girls.
When they reach home, the father who heard his daughter's "heroic" deed of protecting the family's name began to praise her unceasingly, making the little girl begin to become so proud of herself as she re-enacts the story, full of action and emotion behind it.
When Anya's mother looking at the father-daughter pair who get along very well, she starts to be certain about what is wrong with her daughter.
'It's not about being tomboyish, she acts and thinks exactly as a boy would'
It is proven with how similar they are when both of them shout "Serve them right!" while showing off their biceps, ignoring her daughter's image as a potential interest that may be very well ruined at this rate.
Anya's mother's mind even blanked out a bit when her daughter brightly claims that she should strip his underwear along with it.
After that incident, she starts her feminization plan for her daughter who is not very much like a girl.
Buy cute toys, cute clothes, cute accessories, read girls' romance stories, and even bathe with her every single time necessary to instill the realization as to what and how the girls like and what would become one of her in the future.
On top of that, she always dolls Anya up prettily or cutely. Of course, while being careful to not go overboard lest it makes her even more uncomfortable for being too girlish.
That's why, when she saw her daughter is looking at her bust, and then look at her own, she starts to get ecstatic to the point that she told that to her closest acquaintance.
She is comparing it with mine so it must be that she gets jealous, or at least interested in her own, which makes her plan seems to be working.
"In that case, why don't you buy a Yin cookie?"
"…is it alright to feed such a thing to a little girl?"
"Of course it is fine. There are gentle versions that suit a little girl. IT is more expensive than your regular one though"
When she heard such a familiar good that got quite feedback from Litta's mother as an acquaintance at the time, she starts to discuss it with her husband regarding its result and how it affects the family's finances.
Yin cookies are popular for any woman or girl that want to learn womanly or graceful martial arts, as it increases their womanly charm which apparently claims to tame even the wildest tigress.
Anya's father didn't quite like such a notion though but after much persuasion such as she would act more girly, grow more prettily, she would get her puberty faster, and make her more adorable, the father finally gives up any resistance.
A lady needs to catch the boy's interest, so acting tomboyish, like a boy, won't do.
With a little cookie dru—cookie boost, persuasion, and mingling with the other girls, Anya begins to slowly but surely without her noticing showing her girlish habit and nature.
Looking back at Anya that's styling the other little girl's hair and seeing how much she looks like enjoying it, the mother starts to sigh in relief.
"Well, beside those little unique traits of her, I think that she didn't have anything to worry about"
"Based on her progress of learning things that I heard from my daughter, your little Anya would get a satisfying result this year"
"…I hope so"
With that as a closing, the little conversation of the mother about a certain little demoness comes to a close, making them talking about any other else to pass time.
On the other hand, the little demoness they are talking about is currently being surrounded by a bunch of little lolis.
'With this, it's done!'
Looking satisfied as she combs the little braided Litta's hair, Anya finally manages to change its style into a side bun instead with a little hair left that's falling down gently, making Litta's plain and somewhat mature look from before turn into that of an adorable cheerfulness.
""Kyaa~""
The transformation gap was quite unique because of how much the other girls used to with Litta's look with her braid. Hearing the familiar girlish scream she occasionally hears for the past few years, Anya starts to sit down with a satisfied expression as she tucks her long hair to the side from feeling a little hot.
"Gasp!"
Under such a spectacle of screaming inside the room, the other boys that not interested before starting to direct their gaze into a group of girls and couldn't help but gasping either in shock or any other else.
'Heh, you bunch of horny puppies. Litta is my very first girl friend in either this or that world, so there is no way in hell I would lend her into a bad boy!'
With her somehow white and milky white neck showing from her silky black hair on the side, Anya starts to glance at the boys lightly and then direct her gaze back toward her adorable little friend that is Litta.
Because of the admirable girls and boys that Anya felt after her own hard work, she became weirdly satisfied and thus making an innocent and bright smile bloom on her tiny lips as she looks lovingly toward Litta that gets surrounded by a bunch of sweet little girls.
"Litta, you are so cute~"
"Wow, how did you change so much with only a different hairstyle?"
"Can we be friends?"
But after the initial excitement went down, the one who gets surrounded ended up Anya instead,
"Anya, please do my hair too~"
"Yes, please me too~"
Such is what they request with glittering and sparkling eyes while they beg for their turn. Of course, Anya refuses because it was troublesome, and she didn't want to get noticed by the boys on top of that.
She is already quite famous, and the way to divert their attention is to make the only girl friend she had to be more pretty than she is, at least that is want she conclude whenever she plays with Litta.
'It would be creepy after all'
Unfortunately, that simple little wish of her seems a tad too late after what she had done.
"..oy, did you see that?"
"Since when did she become that cute?"
"Probably, maybe because she dresses prettily today?"
"I think when she tucks her hair to the side while glancing this way!"
Discuss a bunch of boys heatedly in low voice after gasping in shock. No matter how popular Anya is, she is always having a different spot inside the boy's heart.
That is one that should not be messed with.
But after looking at how normal she can appear, or more like, how girlish she act and smile, they can't help but change their initial impression of the little demoness.
"How about you confess to her?"
"What? You are really that curious about her? Then why don't you do it instead!?"
"She is unexpectedly cute. Maybe, she is currently trying to dress up prettily like that to catch our interest?"
"What the? That sounds weirdly logical."
"Should we test it?"
-At the end of the day, she is a girl at heart, and someday, she might fall in love with boys!- such is their conclusion after having their imagination run wild.
"…oy, is it just me or that guy is glaring at us?"
"""?"""
But when the excited boys that sneaking glances at the giggling black-haired girl while conversing in low voices heard what one of their friends saying, they can't help but glance toward a certain direction.
That boy's location is not far away from them, and there are still other boys in between who act as if they didn't hear anything. But, that certain one is currently looking, or more like, glaring dagger at them with flaming eyes while clenching his teeth.
"Shut.Up."
"…"
"…"
"…"
After hearing the blatant oppressed, subdued voices that full of anger, the excitement of a bunch of horny puppies starts to die down in a flash. That boy then looks back to the front, where a teacher starts to stand on the made-up stage for this graduation that didn't have that many of the children in it.
Of course, Anya and the girls start to sit on their own respective chairs, making the already starting to get annoyed Anya breathes a sigh of relief.
Litta's hair still in a bun and the boys who catch sneak glances toward her start to look in the front, so the hall begin to have a moment of silence.
'Girls really get attracted to a pretty thing easily huh…' thought Anya as she plays with a flowery hair tie that was given by some of the girls that talks with her before. Feeling her own hair that gets in the way as she fiddle with it, Anya thought that it might be better to tie it into a ponytail, the style that the farthest impression from being girly, once she has an alone time in the training unit.
'Mother didn't want me to cut it short. So as long as I let the hair down whenever she is around, it should be fine' thought Anya as she smiles in happiness as she put the hair tie into her skirt pocket, and start to look at the teacher in the front.
At a certain young boy's head who manage to look at that spectacle.
'So she is actually happy when seeing a pretty hair tie, huh'
Thought that certain boy while nodding his little head as if understanding something important.