Choso watched you put little bows on his two high ponytails, he looked at himself in the mirror with a bored face that would soon turn into a face of: 'Is this what I raised you for?' after all, Choso was his father. BUT, he sighs and smiled softly at you as you asked if it was okay. "Oh yes, of course, very good... heh." He made a slight smile, you weren't that dumb and you knew that smile was fake.

He gets up before sighing and sitting down on the couch again and picks up the mirror to look at the pink bows. "What a dumb deal..." He said to himself in a low tone, but loud enough for you to hear.