Almost Walked into “Big Trouble” at the Door?
The next morning, Dolores stood in front of the mirror in the dormitory bathroom.
She held a strand of silver hair in her hand, looked at herself in the mirror, and sighed.
Dolores knew she looked too much like the Silver Radiance Sword Maiden, and could easily be mistaken for her.
Going out rashly would surely bring a lot of trouble.
Going out like this was simply impossible, so she planned to dress up a bit first, change her hairstyle, and alter her image.
The best idea she could think of was to dress up as that kind of plain glasses girl, with low twin braids and round-frame glasses.
That image was the complete opposite of the glamorous Silver Radiance Sword Maiden, and no one would mistake her for her.
But as it turned out, she could neither braid her hair nor did she have glasses, so she had to give up.
“What should I do…”
Dolores let go of her hair, and her hands unconsciously tugged at the beige hair ties on her wrists as she stared blankly into the mirror.
Those two hair ties belonged to Dailina.
At first, she didn’t want to borrow them from Dailina, afraid that running into her would get her recognized.
But she realized that the only girls she knew at the academy were Feili and Dailina.
Borrowing from Feili was out of the question.
Not to mention that this Female Sea King would dig deep and interrogate her about the purpose of the hair ties.
If she were caught wearing them today…
Dolores couldn’t help but shiver at the thought.
Judging from her previous two encounters with Feili, it might turn into a “Sisters, You Smell Nice” scene.
So she had no choice but to borrow from Dailina.
Yesterday evening after the event ended, she had originally wanted to make an excuse, saying she needed rubber bands to tie up her magic scrolls.
But Dailina didn’t even ask and simply lent her the hair ties, smiling as she said, “If Classmate Siya needs them, go ahead and use them. No need to return them.”
She looked down at the pair of beige hair ties on her wrists, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.
Did Dailina just give them to her?
If she accidentally ran into Dailina wearing the hair ties today, would Dailina start imagining that she had taken her hair ties and given them to another girl?
“Huh? Aren’t those the hair ties I gave to Classmate Siya? Why are they on Classmate Dolores’s head?”
“Did Classmate Siya give them to you? What’s your relationship with her?”
“Could it be that Classmate Dolores is actually…”
Dolores didn’t dare to keep thinking.
She shook her head violently, forcing those messy images out of her mind.
No, she absolutely had to avoid Dailina today!
Dolores took a deep breath and barely pulled herself together.
What mattered now was how to change her appearance, or she would be mistaken for the Silver Radiance Sword Maiden.
She reached up and began fiddling with her hair, constantly changing hairstyles in front of the mirror.
First, she tried a high ponytail.
The change wasn’t that big compared to leaving her hair down.
The Silver Radiance Sword Maiden seemed to have a high ponytail in her portraits too, so she would be recognized.
Pass.
Then she tied her hair into twin tails.
Her reflection instantly shifted into a different style, two ponytails sticking up high, making her look like an adorable, energetic girl.
This… how did this turn into preparing for an idol performance?
She tried a sweet smile and couldn’t help making a V sign at the mirror:
“Mweh~”
After doing that, she felt embarrassed herself.
What was she even doing?!
Dolores’s face flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her hands, wishing she could delete those few seconds from her memory.
Fortunately, she only did it in front of the mirror.
If she’d done it out there, she would have suffered social death on the spot.
Even though with this look, no one would ever connect her to the Silver Radiance Sword Maiden—after all, how could that noble Lady Sword Maiden ever look like this?—but the problem was she couldn’t pull off that kind of persona.
If someone struck up a conversation with her, or some overly social person dragged her into chatting about this and that, she wouldn’t be able to handle it.
Pass!
Must pass!
Dolores quickly shook off that idea.
Let’s think of other hairstyles…
A moment later.
Ah!
She suddenly had a great idea.
She grabbed a small section of hair from each side of the top of her head, tied them into two little high ponytails, and let the rest of her silver hair fall naturally—a half-tied high twin tails style.
She had seen this hairstyle in some comics and anime in her previous life.
The characters who used it were mostly High Queens of Flowers, noble young ladies, mysterious ice beauties, and the like.
This hairstyle had both a princess-like nobility and a cold, untouchable elegance.
Paired with her stern, beautiful features, it was simply perfect.
Dolores gave her head a slight shake, and the two small ponytails on top swayed gently with the motion.
She raised her hand and struck a few high-cold poses.
Tilting her head slightly, her gaze high and indifferent.
Tapping her chin lightly with her finger, looking thoughtful.
Crossing her arms, she coldly stared down at herself in the mirror.
Mm, it felt pretty good.
Even without makeup, she still looked quite pretty.
Though even if she wanted makeup, she didn’t have any cosmetics…
Wait!
She snapped back to reality.
What good was being pretty?
She wanted to be inconspicuous!
This noble, cold look would definitely attract a lot of attention, but she couldn’t think of any other hairstyles.
She’d go with this one, and she sighed.
If she had to blame something, it was for looking the same as the Silver Radiance Sword Maiden.
It wasn’t her fault.
Dolores convinced herself, straightened her school uniform collar, reached down and pulled up the white thigh-high stockings on her legs, then couldn’t help glancing at the mirror again.
One more look, she really did look good.
It happened to match her XP…
No, no, stop looking.
The important thing came first!
Dolores took one last appreciative look, then reluctantly walked out of the bathroom.
After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped.
Strange, when did she become so narcissistic?
After suppressing the urge to go back and admire herself countless times, Dolores finally reached the door and grabbed the handle.
She didn’t open it immediately, but first planned to observe the situation outside.
Although the elite class students lived in apartment-style single dormitories, and it wasn’t separated by gender, there were very few elite class students.
A silver-haired beauty they’d never seen before walking out of this building would still be a bit suspicious.
Dolores pressed her ear against the door panel, and after confirming there should be no one in the hallway, she turned the handle.
But the moment she opened the door a crack, she saw a pink figure walk past.
Holy crap?!
Instinctively, she closed the door, moving so lightly that it made almost no sound, then froze in place, even holding her breath.
Was that Feili just now?
She thought back carefully.
Feili was the only pink-haired girl in the class, and Feili did seem to live on the same floor as her.
No way?
Why did a Feili always spawn nearby whenever she transformed?
Cold sweat broke out on Dolores’s back.
At that moment, Feili’s voice echoed in the hallway.
“Huh? What was that sound?”
Feili stopped in her tracks, the ahoge on her head twitching.
She looked back and found nothing unusual in the hallway.
Weird.
There was clearly no one, yet her intuition had sensed something again.
“Strange…”
she muttered, turned around, and continued walking forward.
Inside the room, Dolores pressed against the door, not daring to move at all.
Only after the footsteps gradually faded did she let out a long sigh.
As if drained of all energy, she slowly slid down from the door panel and crouched on the floor.
She had almost walked into “big trouble” at the door.