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Epilogue 4 A First Visit to a Beauty Salon

A First Visit to a Beauty Salon

Satsuki, who is now a university student, was desperate to change herself.

(I have to make my father see me as a 'woman,ā€™ not just his daughter!)

To be accepted as a member of the opposite sšŸ¬€x.

Satsuki sealed off the part of herself that was so dependent on being a daughter.

Until high school, Satsuki had basically left everything to her father.

At home, she even borrowed her fatherā€™s clothes to wear, and most of her clothes for going out were chosen by him.

She didnā€™t have a particular preference for hairstyles, so she just cut her own hair at random.

She didnā€™t wear makeup, and she didnā€™t really care about self-improvement; she was just too dependent on her father.

(Ugh, I want to erase that part of me from my memory!)

When she found out that they were stepfather and daughter, Satsuki felt incredibly embarrassed.

She hadnā€™t wanted to be seen as a daughter, butā€¦ on the other hand, she realized that it was only natural to be seen as a daughter, considering how she had behaved.

Thatā€™s why she had been trying so hard to change since she started university.

Of course, the results didnā€™t show right away.

It seemed that her father, Itsuki, hadnā€™t really changed his perception, and she felt that he still saw her as a daughter.

So she tried desperately to become more feminine.

ā€œHmmā€¦ I wonder if this is the right place.ā€

Today, her university classes ended early.

It was only 2 pm. Of course, Itsuki was at work, so there was no point in going home.

So she decided to make good use of the extra time.

ā€œOh no, Iā€™m so nervous to go to a beauty salon for the first time!ā€

She went to a salon that a friend had recommended.

She had cut her own hair before.

She had been satisfied with just a rough trim.

Recently, however, she had begun to think that her old self wasnā€™t good enough.

So she decided to make a big change in her hairstyle.

The hair salon recommended by her college friend was apparently very popular.

Normally, it was difficult to get an appointment there, but thanks to her friendā€™s connections, she was able to get one.

Satsuki had put a lot of effort into her social life at the university.

Thanks to that, she has made a lot of friends. She had received all kinds of information from them and had worked hard to improve herself.

(Iā€™m nervous, butā€¦ Iā€™m going to surprise Itsuki by changing my hairstyle!)

Satsuki hesitated at the entrance of the shop but finally worked up the courage to step inside. The automatic doors opened, and an employee looked over from behind the counter.

ā€œWelcomeā€¦ Un, do you have a reservation today?ā€

The employee who greeted her was a somewhat frivolous-looking man.

ā€œUh, didnā€™t I make one?ā€

ā€œUn? There are no reservations for this time slot~ā€

However, the employee looked at what appeared to be a list of names and tilted his head.

ā€œIā€™m sorry, but our store is by appointment only. We donā€™t accept walk-ins, so I apologize.ā€

Satsuki felt a little discouraged by the unwelcoming atmosphere.

But to get her father to say, ā€œYouā€™re cute!ā€ She plucked up courage.

ā€œUh, well, I was introduced by Mami-chan.ā€

She mentioned the name of her friend who had recommended this place and made the reservation.

ā€œMami-chan? ā€¦Oh, so you must be Satsuki-chan? Why didnā€™t you say so before?ā€

Suddenly, the frivolous-looking employee looked very familiar.

He grinned and came out from behind the counter, reaching out to touch her shoulder. She ducked quickly, but he didnā€™t seem to mind and tried to lead her to a seat.

ā€œThis way, please. I guess I forgot that Mami-chan introduced you.ā€

ā€œUm, wasnā€™t there a reservation?ā€

She had thought that her friend Mami (ēœŸē¾Ž) had made a reservation for her, but apparently that wasnā€™t the case.

Judging from the attitude of the employee, it didnā€™t seem like a proper introduction.

ā€œA reservation? Oh, thatā€™s okay! Iā€™ll cut your hair, so you donā€™t need a reservation.ā€

ā€œEh? You???ā€

Satsuki frowned at his statement.

This was different from what she had heard. Mami had told her that there was a skilled female hairdresser in this shop, which was why she had come here.

Satsuki was basically uncomfortable with being touched by men over a certain age. She didnā€™t mind old men, but she avoided young men.

And there was no way she would let a man touch her hair.

There was only one person of the opposite sšŸ¬€x who was allowed to touch her head.

ā€œIf thatā€™s the case, I think Iā€™ll pass todayā€¦ Iā€™m sorry, but this is different from what I heard, so Iā€™m going to leave.ā€

She turned to leave immediately.

But the frivolous-looking man insisted.

ā€œHey, hey! I said Iā€™d cut your hair, so you donā€™t have to be shy, right? Believe it or not, Iā€™m actually pretty good at it.ā€

He stood in front of Satsuki and blocked her way.

At that moment, she suddenly noticed an unpleasant smell and recoiled.

(Ugh! This is a strange smell.)

Satsuki had a keen sense of smell and could even sense the malice of others. So she realized that this male employee was thinking of something bad.

ā€œN-No, thank you.ā€

She tried to escape immediately.

But the male employee persisted.

ā€œHey, hey, thatā€™s not fair, is it? The way youā€™re acting, itā€™s like Iā€™m doing something bad. Donā€™t you think thatā€™s rude?ā€

He pushed forward again, and Satsuki finally felt in danger.

Fearing that something might happen to her, she turned to run away. Just as she was about to rush out of the entranceā€¦.

ā€œHeyā€¦ Donā€™t make a scene in my shop.ā€

She turned to face the voice.

A woman with pink hair had just entered the shop.

She had a unique and striking hairstyle, like a band member. With her ripped, distressed jeans and crop top, she was very revealing, and Satsuki, even as a woman, was a little nervous.

ā€œEh!? B-Boss!? A-Arenā€™t you supposed to be off today?ā€

The frivolous male employee was also surprised by her appearance.

While he had emitted a disgusting smell a moment ago, it had now changed to a worried one.

ā€œThis is my store, so whatā€™s wrong with me coming to check on it even on my day off?ā€

ā€œY-yes, thatā€™s right! Ha ha ha.ā€

ā€œAnd alsoā€¦ were you trying to do something to her?ā€

And the woman who was called ā€œmanagerā€ saw Satsuki and raised her voice as if she were angry.

ā€œWere you trying to seduce a customer again? I canā€™t believe that you, an apprentice, would be so bold as to do something like that.ā€

ā€œN-N-No way! Thatā€™s not true! Right, Satsuki-chan? You were just leaving, werenā€™t you? See, youā€™re giving the manager the wrong idea, so you should just go.ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€

The male employee obviously panicked.

Satsuki was at a loss for words and remained silent.

Seeing her like that, the manager sighed.

It seemed that she had found out everything.

ā€œTch. I was a fool to hire youā€¦ All right, go sort out the supplies in the back. Donā€™t show your face in the front again.ā€

ā€œY-Yes! Iā€™m sorry!ā€

The male employee seemed very afraid of the manager.

With a pale face, he forced a smile and disappeared to the back of the store, as he was told.

Only the confused Satsuki and the angry manager remained.

ā€œIā€™m sorry about that. It seems my idiot employee caused you some troubleā€¦ Iā€™ve known for a while that heā€™s a real idiot who always causes problems, but heā€™s done it again.ā€

ā€œY-Yesā€¦ I see.ā€

ā€œYou see, heā€™s been dating one of my younger employees. I hired him because she really wanted me to, but he just keeps giving me terrible service.ā€

ā€œI seeā€¦.ā€

Satsuki didnā€™t know what to say when she was suddenly bombarded with complaints.

She wondered if she should just leave.

ā€œHe even tried to seduce customers by himself when I was out. We had a big argument about it, and I had to apologize to the client. I threatened him that there wouldnā€™t be a second chance, but he did it again.ā€

ā€œā€¦Thatā€™s tough.ā€

ā€œIt really is. I donā€™t want him sullying the name of my shop. Iā€™ll fire him!ā€

Satsuki was a little worried, wondering if it was appropriate to tell her all this since she was a stranger.

ā€œUm, Iā€™m sorry. I came here because my friend recommended itā€¦ Iā€™m sorry for causing you trouble by not making a proper reservation.ā€

However, Satsuki realized that she was at fault as well.

Since she hadnā€™t confirmed the details, she bowed her head to apologize properly.

ā€œEh? Why are you apologizing? You didnā€™t do anything wrong.ā€

Then the manager put her arm around Satsuki and started to walk.

She touched Satsuki naturally. And maybe because they were the same gender, Satsuki felt no aversion at all. In fact, since there was no malicious scent coming from this woman, Satsuki relaxed and let herself be guided.

Sometimes there are people like that.

Like Itsuki, people who have a beautiful scent.

No one had a scent as pure and transparent as Itsukiā€™s, but there were a few people who were similar.

For example, her relative Sophia or her high school teacher Okukawa-sensei also had a beautiful scent.

And this pink-haired woman also seemed to be a similarly beautiful person.

So she didnā€™t feel any suspicion and let herself be led.

ā€œBy the way, who is your friend?ā€

ā€œEh? Oh, yeah. She is Mami-chan.ā€

ā€œMami, huh. Yes, I know her. Sheā€™s a regular. Sheā€™s a friendly kid that I take care of, but sheā€™s a little stupidā€¦ Thatā€™s probably why she made friends with that stupid guy.ā€

Satsuki was led further into the shop.

The interior of the shop was a bit different from what Satsuki had imagined.

ā€œWait, is this a private room?ā€

Thatā€™s right. Satsuki had imagined a hair salon as a place with several seats lined up in a large room. She thought she would be sitting in front of a big mirror with other customers to get her hair cut, but this seemed to be different.

ā€œWe are a private salon. Wouldnā€™t it be distracting to have other clients next to you? Here, have a seat.ā€

ā€œEh? Butā€¦ I didnā€™t make a reservation.ā€

Satsuki shook her head when she was asked to sit down. Of course, she wanted to leave, butā€¦ the manager wouldnā€™t let her.

ā€œIā€™ll make you pay for the trouble that idiot caused.ā€

ā€œButā€¦.ā€

ā€œLook, young lady, I hate to tell you this, but Iā€™m pretty good. If you really donā€™t want to, thatā€™s fine, but donā€™t you want to be cuter?ā€

Become even cuter.

At these words, Satsuki straightened her back.

(I want to be cute!)

She had come here today with the courage to make Itsuki say, ā€œCute!ā€.

This was a perfect opportunity. There was no point in missing it, so Satsuki leaned forward.

ā€œY-Yes, please!ā€

She bowed her head deeply.

Seeing her like that, the manager grinned.

ā€œOh, leave it to me. Fufufuā€¦ I canā€™t wait to start.ā€

And so, on this dayā€¦ she would undergo a dramatic transformation.

Itsuki would say later:

ā€œI never realized that a woman could change so much just by changing her hairstyle.ā€

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