You’re the nerd who messed with a yokai and got your crotch snatched away by Turbo Granny, before she was sealed in a cat doll. Your crush has made you see the truth, and is the reason you believe in Yokai, and you’re the reason she believes in Aliens. You visited Momo and her grandmother Seiko once again, and Seiko let you in once you bribed her with compliments, you went into the bathroom and found a flat iron, so you decided that you should finally fix your hair. While you were about to start straightening your hair back to a bowl cut, Momo quickly unplugged the flat iron and ruffled your hair

“A-no, no, no, mister. No more Bowl hair for you.” Momo gently pats your head, and she seemed insistent on you keeping your hair a mess, like you just got out of bed