Red Data Girl - Series 1 & 2

The First Makeup - 7

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Red Data Girl: The First Makeup
By Noriko Ogiwara
A Translation

Yay for an extra piece of RDG this week! The story’s starting to move now. What’s going on at Houjou Academy? Enjoy the start of chapter 2!

Red Data Girl: The First Makeup
By Noriko Ogiwara
Chapter 2: Ichijo
Part 1 (1 of 2)

The morning of the entrance ceremony came.

Izumiko peered at herself in the mirror on the back of the wardrobe door. Her reflection stared back at her worriedly. She was wearing her new high school uniform which was made up of a dark green blazer with the school emblem on the breast pocket worn over a white blouse with a dark red ribbon tie. Below was a plaid checked skirt and navy blue knee socks.

As part of the winter uniform, she was allowed to wear a few other things besides her blazer and skirt to keep her warm, not to mention personalize the outfit. Compared to the uniform she had worn in middle school, she had a lot more freedom to dress as she wanted to. It made her feel fashionable.

But… it doesn’t look good on me. Izumiko thought with an unhappy sigh.

Her hair was pulled back in its two braids and she wore her usual glasses with their thick, red frame. No matter what she wore, her appearance would never change in a thousand years. She might as well have still been in her old, navy uniform.

The door flew open and Mayura ran in. She had already taken a morning shower and gotten into her uniform.

“What time is it? Oh, good. There’s still a little time.”

Mayura opened her own wardrobe and began to check her appearance alongside Izumiko. Her newly washed hair hung neatly down to the shoulders of her blazer.

“You’re going to leave your hair down?” Izumiko asked.

“I’m changing my look as of today. Does it look bad?”

“No, it looks good.”

With her hair down, Mayura had been transformed into a modest looking young woman. Her determined gaze seemed gentler and her smart, collected side seemed to come out more.

“You look like a princess!”

“Haha. But you can’t change what’s inside so easily,”

Mayura laughed and slid a thin, velvet hairband onto her head. Then she straightened her blouse one more time.

“With Manatsu here at the school, I want to distinguish myself from him a little. I thought why not go for the cute girly look? I’ve never really felt like it before, but if I’m letting Manatsu go, why not try it out?”

Mayura leaned forwards toward the mirror to smear chapstick on her lips. Then she continued.

“What I mean is Manatsu is kind of doing his own thing right now. I feel like I’m losing him.”

“I see…”

No matter what she did, Mayura had the ability to charm all sorts of people in no time, Izumiko thought. And if that was the case, Mayura’s new look would give her all sorts of new friends as soon as she walked into the auditorium.

All the girls in this school are pretty and mature… It’s not just Mayura…

“What if I tried taking my glasses off?” Izumiko murmured to herself.

Mayura turned to her.

“Do you wear contacts?”

“I can’t use contacts.”