Sweet
Kensuke handed the used rice uduk rubber to Rini, moving it up and down. "Please tie my hair, Rini! It's so hot earlier."
Rini just complied—it's a little innate that she rarely argues—takes over the things that are usually in those stalls, puts them on her wrists. She asked Kensuke to tilt to the right, grabbing a semi-pink of Kensuke's wavy hair.
She once helped her sister who had rather long hair too to arrange the crown, so it was not too rigid to just carry out a simple request, although it could not be called astute.
Grasping the resulting arrangement in her left hand, Rini bit the edge of Kensuke's object to bring it closer to her fingers. Slowly, she began to tuck Kensuke's hair in the middle of the pigtail, twisting the pigtail twice so that it was tight but felt comfortable because it was quite loose.
Done.
She smiled with satisfaction seeing her work which was classified as neat for a teenage boy.