Meanwhile, Karyn followed that Japanese student and what she assumed was her mother...she couldn't be bothered to remember her name, into a store. Karyn studied her. She was attractive...or would be if she had a clue. Maybe it was time to give her one.
She aimed the device at both mother and daughter, and this time, she didn't miss. She nodded approvingly at her work. The mother's conservative sweater and long dress had turned into a woman's business suit. She hadn't physically changed, but she seemed...taller somehow. It must have been her body language. Her daughter was no longer dressed as severely either, her new clothes were fashionable, much shorter skirt and a more flattering top.
"Better," Karyn remarked.
Across the way, the two Japanese women exchanged looks. "What happened to you, Mother?" Yuki said, in Japanese.
Kamiko Meshida looked at her. "What happened to both of us, you mean...Your father will not approve of this." She paused. "And I...don't care," she exclaimed, sounding surprised about it.
Her husband was a very traditional and also controlling sort. And Kamiko suddenly wasn't interested in being controlled. She had her own dreams, desires, and goals to pursue.
