This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame

Chapter 451. Beichuan Si Wants a Haircut (4000 words)_2


Beichuan Si thought for a while and added, "I've been a bit busy lately, haven't had time to do my hair... Anyway, it doesn't matter, when I go back later I'll just take care of it casually."

His tone was extremely casual, making Shen Gu Mirai feel anxious.

This won't do, Mr. Temple! How can I segue into the conversation then? What about the couples' haircut?

Shen Gu Mirai didn't believe Beichuan Si could cut his own hair well.

Shen Gu Mirai's expression tightened, and she hurriedly said, "That won't do, Mr. Temple! You should know that hair is one of the main features of a person's appearance, a messy look will definitely leave a bad impression on others, won't it? Cutting your own hair is also easy to miscalculate, and if you do it poorly, it will look particularly bad."

There was no doubt that she was exaggerating a bit.

After all, Beichuan Si was very handsome; he would have girls approaching him for his LINE contact when he sat on the train.

So, as long as it wasn't a particularly repellent style, he could probably carry it off easily.

But what Shen Gu Mirai said wasn't entirely unreasonable... Humans do judge by appearances, and having good looks can easily win favor with others.

Thinking this, Beichuan Si also affirmed her statement, "Indeed, Mirai, you're right. Cutting my own hair often results in uneven lengths, giving off a messy impression."

Seeing Beichuan Si agree with her, Shen Gu Mirai's face lit up with joy inside.

Yes! Now's the moment! Suggesting a couples' haircut at the hair salon, Beichuan Si will definitely agree!

She opened her mouth, unhesitatingly spoke up, "Since that's the case, then, Mr. Temple, let's go to the hair salon..."

Before Shen Gu Mirai could finish, Beichuan Si, as if in thought, interrupted, "Since that's the case, then let's bother Yongshi a bit to give me a quick haircut."

Huh????

Shen Gu Mirai's voice halted, then she widened her eyes in disbelief and asked, "Miss Yongshi can cut hair?"

Miss Yongshi, how come you even know such a useless skill?

She couldn't help but swallow hard.

Seeing Shen Gu Mirai's reaction, Beichuan Si explained, "It seems that when she was in Shenzhu Village... some kids from the Magong Main Family would always ask her to cut their hair because the servant who usually did it wasn't very dexterous and would pull painfully at the children's scalps. So, Yongshi became capable of cutting hair."

"...Is that so..."

Shen Gu Mirai deflated like a punctured ball.

All her careful planning had come to nothing.

No spiritual realm, no exorcism, no saving the world... not even a couples' haircut.

Grr...

Shen Gu Mirai made a strange noise, then suddenly lifted her head, "Mr. Temple! Can I watch when Miss Yongshi cuts your hair?"

She clearly still couldn't quite accept it.

"...I don't mind."

Beichuan Si looked at Shen Gu Mirai with a twinkling gaze as if he had understood something.

But in the end, Beichuan Si didn't say anything and just agreed on a time with Shen Gu Mirai, then bagged all the rubbish on the table into a small bag and tossed it into the trash can.

...

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

After school, Beichuan Si called for Shen Gu Mirai and went straight home.

"Do you need help cutting hair... is that the case?" Magong Yongshi closed the "Introduction to Computational Physics" book on the desk and turned to look at Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai.

She, as always, was absorbing modern knowledge at home, gradually understanding things.

At first, when she saw cars, she would cover her mouth in shock exclaiming 'What kind of witchcraft is that?', and later on, she would be frightened by the television, thinking it was a little box that trapped Spiritual Bodies.

But now, the knowledge-enriched Magong Yongshi would no longer react that way; she was gentle and compliant just like when she first met Beichuan Si, "I remember we should have a rechargeable hair clipper and scissors at home, right? Just cutting hair should be no problem..."

As she was saying this, Nishijou Kurenai suddenly jumped up from the carousel horse and stood on top of Beichuan Si's head. She pointed at Magong Yongshi and then at herself, indicating that she also wanted to change her image, to have her hair cut.

However, in the next moment, Nishijou Kurenai was plucked from atop her head by Beichuan Si.

Watching her struggle in the palm of his hand, Beichuan Si emotionlessly reached out and tickled the round soles of her feet.

"???" Nishijou Kurenai.

As she kicked her legs and tried desperately to escape from Beichuan Si's grasp, the intense struggle squished her doll-like face into a tight knot.

But such actions were to no avail, as the evil Beichuan Demon King merely pressed a finger on her little belly, rendering her incapable of flipping over, leaving her at his mercy for tickling.

In the end, Nishijou Kurenai, who had challenged the Beichuan Demon King, simply turned belly-up, her entire doll body going limp in Beichuan Si's palm, unable to move.

"Stop messing around, Kurenai," Beichuan Si shook his head and placed the completely limp Nishijou Kurenai on his shoulder.

This little one didn't even need a haircut, if she wanted to change her look, she could just directly change her spiritual residence's style, but the little one still wanted to join in the fun, which was why Beichuan Si wasn't to blame for taking action.

Now that Nishijou Kurenai had quieted down, Beichuan Si walked up to Magong Yongshi without hesitation and started:

"The general situation is like this, I need you to cut my hair, and in addition—"

He emotionlessly leaned in close to Magong Yongshi's ear and continued to whisper.

But due to Beichuan Si's voice being too low, Shen Gu Mirai on the other side could not hear him clearly at all.

What on earth were these two talking about in whispers?!

She was so curious!

Shen Gu Mirai remained composed on the surface, but her feet couldn't help but inch closer.

Before she could get close to Beichuan Si and Magong Yongshi, however, their conversation had already ended.

Magong Yongshi also spoke as if suddenly understanding: "Oh, so that's what it is ... I get your point, Mr. Temple."

"Uh..." Shen Gu Mirai's mouth moved again.

She had planned to approach silently and eavesdrop on their conversation, but...

Shen Gu Mirai couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Temple, what exactly did you say to Miss Yongshi?"

To Shen Gu Mirai's question, Beichuan Si emotionlessly reached out and patted her head: "You'll find out soon. Let Yongshi cut my hair first."

"...Find out soon...?" Shen Gu Mirai tilted her head, puzzled.

But after hearing Beichuan Si's words, she could only suppress the confusion in her heart.

Magong Yongshi quickly took out the hair clippers from the cabinet, along with scissors, a razor, and other items.

Several people moved to the washroom.

Under Shen Gu Mirai's watchful eyes, Magong Yongshi holding scissors in one hand and a comb in the other, began cutting the hair of Beichuan Si, who had just washed it.

Just as Beichuan Si had said, Magong Yongshi's haircutting skills were very proficient, and she first shortened some of the excess hair in front of Beichuan Si's face, then expertly used the razor to scrape off some of the clinging strands...

Magong Yongshi's smooth and natural movements dazzled Shen Gu Mirai.

Magong Yongshi was indeed impressive.

If she were still alive, relying solely on her haircutting skills, she would have no problems living in Tokyo.

This made Shen Gu Mirai completely abandon the idea of taking Beichuan Si to a barber shop with her.

After all, there was already an available hairdresser in the Beichuan Family, what more could she hope for?

Of course, if she had to say it... there was a little bit of disappointment.

Shen Gu Mirai could only watch as Beichuan Si got a neat and tidy haircut, and then—

"Now it's your turn, Miss Mirai."

Magong Yongshi dusted off the white cape and looked over with a gentle expression.

"Ah? Me?"

Shen Gu Mirai pointed at herself, not quite understanding.

She still didn't know exactly what had happened—until she sat down in the haircutting chair.

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