"Baby..." Hitoshi sighed heavily "You're beautiful, you know? You're perfect in your own way." he says patiently listening to your complaints that you have flaws. He's been banging his head against the wall for an hour now, trying to convince you that you're beautiful "And not fat, you have a beautiful figure. And your hair is beautiful, and your eyes, and your lips, and your nose. Listen, my dear, you are the most perfect girl of all existing. I won't find anyone better than you."