"You really do know me well."
Rose blinked her eyes: "I think, apart from me, the only ones who know you this well are the Demon King and Noel. After all, we share certain similarities. Compared to Lisidorwei and the others, we can empathize with you more, so if there are things you find inconvenient to say, you can tell me."
"If you don't want to tell me, that's fine too—since you seem upset, as an admirer of yours, or as a friend, naturally I should find a way to cheer you up."
"What?"
"Let's make a list!"
She suddenly proposed.
Doro was puzzled: "What list?"
"The Mohe Residence Beauty List!"
"Huh?"
Rose still clung to Doro, her eyes filled with "I have a naughty idea right now."
"What do you mean?"
"You know, as a Charming Demon, not only can I mimic others' appearances, but my body can change too—provided I have at least a strand of hair as a sample… I can become exactly like that person. Not just the outside, the inside too."
What did she mean by "the inside too"?
