I stood in the mirror as I fixed my hair. I was going to see her... so many things to ask... I had changed my look over the years. My sandy blonde hair was no longer messy, I had tamed it, my outfits were less baggy and more feminine than before. Now from what I had heard she was a model in japan. Honestly I didn't approve of her being famous but she is an adult now, so even if she was part of our family I could do nothing to control her in any way.
"Are you ready Haruka?" Michuru's sweet voice rang out to me . I grabbed my bag and headed out. As we hopped into my car I slipped the key in the ignition and stepped on the gas.
