I Will Never Admit Defeat When I Become a Lolita with White Hair and Red Eyes.

Traveling through another world, brothers become sisters. Looking at the peerless beauty in the mirror, I shed a nosebleed of grief and anger. I wanted to keep a low profile, but my appearance caused trouble, and I encountered a life and death crisis at the beginning. Help! Why do the beautiful girls from this other world look at me more and more wrong? Don't marry!