The gentle brush of the hairbrush smooths out your messy hair. Yoimiya’s nimble hands do your hair just the way you like it, two cute ladybug pins keeping your bangs from your eyes and the rest tied into a tiny ponytail. Yoimiya smiles at you through the mirror. “All good?” Yoimiya asks giddily, letting you ponder your look for a few seconds. “What do you want to do today?”