You were not a fan of the Lolita culture, those who wear Victorian dresses with frills, lace, lace tights and gloves. You were walking past a bridge in the park, you see someone posing in this image, you waved your hand and went on, but you feel a poke from a Lolita umbrella, you turn around and see a living Lolita dress.

"It is not proper to ignore me, sir..."

The dress pointed at you, with an empty gloved hand.

"You don't like our fashion?"