The fiery red sunset of midsummer floated on the horizon, the crimson clouds around it pulling it downward, and the fireball that had just been in the middle of the building had disappeared for the blink of an eye, and seemed to be hidden in the reflective glass of the building at any moment. The shops in the shopping street are lit up one after another, and the unique light boxes add a different kind of hazy color to the whole street.

Walking through the shopping streets, people seem to be accustomed to the stunning scenery of the city and still hurrying to where they want to go, except for groups of tourists who are happy to hold their cameras and pose to take pictures or keep the bustling cityscape of Tokyo on their camera cards. But there was a slender girl figure who was different from everyone else, and she seemed to hesitate in front of a lightbox with red, blue, and white streamers. Sometimes she raised her head, sometimes she sighed, sometimes she looked left and right, sometimes she bowed her head......

Her jet-black ponytail was tied high above her head, her smooth hair cascading down like a cascade, swaying gently with her movements, and a visibly out of place men's t-shirt was loosely draped over her body, the hem even covering the pockets of her shorts, but she still had a young, toned body that could be seen from the slender legs sticking out from under the tight shorts. She looked at the spinning three-color light box over and over again, and her long golden-green eyes were full of a look of grievance that was completely inconsistent with her aura.

This girl is the poor person who was forced to fail miserably in a certain competition - Saotome Nao.

Driven into the abyss by a remark by Kan Zhinian, Nao showed an expression that matched her real age for the first time, pacing back and forth in front of a beauty salon near the hotel where the Okinawan contestants lived. Speaking of the reason why she appeared here, the culprit was still the one who had her bangs dyed white by the clerk when she was cutting her hair at a beauty salon in Okinawa a few days ago.

Zhinian's big but slightly hollow eyes, coupled with his unsmiling expression, already gave people a gloomy and cold feeling, coupled with a wisp of silver on his dark hair, like the finishing touch, his fierce eyes were even more prominent, and even seemed to ooze a trace of cold air. It seems that his vicious expression for several days is angry about his hairstyle, but in fact, Zhinian is quite satisfied with his new look, and he is just frustrated that others have changed his hairstyle without permission...... It's free though.

This experience of being forced to let others do anything wrong on his head, how could he not let Nao, the only one in the iron-walled trio with natural black hair, taste it?

"You go and dye your hair and dye it any color other than black. Zhi Niankuan crossed his arms and looked down at Nao, who was much lower than him, and a strange smile overflowed from the corner of his lips that was invisible to ordinary people, "Of course, the more eye-catching the color, the better." ”

"Dye your hair?!What are you kidding!" Nao reflexively covered her hair, her long eyes wide and she shouted in disbelief, "Dye your hair when you are a minor, you will teach Natsu badly! I will be beaten to death by my grandmother with a cane!! Can't I change the punishment method? It's not my fault that I didn't play in the actual battle!"

"Oh, even if you can't afford to lose?" Although Hirakuba Rin on the side knew the power of Nao's grandmother's crutches, he didn't intercede for her at all, but instead raised his lips on the side, narrowed his evil eyes and sneered: "That's good, if you admit that you are weaker than me, I may ask Zhinian to ask him to change punishment." ”

"You're dreaming!" Nao replied without thinking, "I'm weaker than you, and you're a hundred years before you want to win!"

"Don't you admit defeat? Then there's no way. Zhiniankuan, who understands Nao's heart and knows that "losing" and "weak" are her taboos, opened the corners of her mouth, "There is a beauty salon opposite the hotel, go and go back quickly." ”

"Damn...... You two guys!" Nao clenched his fists and gurgled as his gaze circled over the two of them. Although this punishment game made her very dissatisfied, losing is losing, and she has no intention of giving up her reputation.

So, she appeared at this place at this time.

The light singing of what seems to be that of an idol group wafts through the store, and the three-color light box keeps turning in the song. Nao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, lowered his head and slowly exhaled, Fuer opened his eyes as if he had decided something, and resolutely raised his feet and stepped up the steps of the beauty salon......

"-Welcome!!"

As soon as Nao stretched out his foot, the automatic door of the beauty salon opened, and a chorus of enthusiastic voices of several clerks was heard. She was startled by the sudden shout, and couldn't help but take a step back. Although Nao has been to such beauty salons in Okinawa, most of them have accompanied Rin Hirakoba to take care of her hair, and she has never been to such a place alone, and the staff at the beauty salon seems to be very familiar with Heikoba, and there has never been such a scene of being greeted loudly by several people at the same time. The lights in the store illuminated the steps of the door the moment they opened, and Nao, bathed in the incandescent light and singing in unison with the staff, seemed to feel a little dizzy, and the courage and self-confidence that she usually prides herself on seemed to have been slightly shocked.

No matter how calm she is, she is just a child.

"Hey, I said do you want to go in?" An obviously immature voice sounded behind her, and the owner of the voice sounded as irritated as Nao, "You've been hanging around the door for more than half an hour, if you don't go in, get out of the way, okay?"

The voice was like a basin of cold water that woke up Nao, who was immersed in a stunned image that did not conform to the image, and her ability to think returned to her brain. She subconsciously took a step to the side to get out of the way, and watched the bulging man behind her stride into the store.

Nao followed the steps of the visitor into the beauty salon, but his eyes involuntarily observed the back of the young man in front of him. The boy was not tall, he looked to be at most the same age as Nao, and a black suit-style uniform enveloped his thin frame, and two thin, muscular white legs protruded from the dark red plaid uniform shorts. As can be seen from his attire, the teenager was supposed to be a student at an elementary school. To Nao's bewilderment, he had black hair that glowed softly in the light, and the ends of his hair rested neatly against his ear, beating lightly with his seemingly pretended calm steps. Such a hairstyle looks well-maintained and does not look like it needs to be trimmed. But before she could finish her doubts, the clerk's laughing voice rang in her ears.

"I watched the two of you walk around from afar, and it seems that you have been thinking about it for a long time. A chubby, round, and kind-looking woman squatted down, touched the top of the young man's head in front of Nao, and winked at Nao, "Have you finally made up your mind now, two children?"

"One before and one after?" Nao noticed the word out of place, and looked up at the front, meeting the eyes of the young man who had turned his head to look at her. Nao, who had been intercepted by the delinquent teenagers in Okinawa, frowned sensitively, and narrowed her eyes dangerously at the boy who showed a pair of beautiful blue-gray eyes: "I said, you can't be following me, right? Which school, what is the name?"

"The sixth grade of the Ice Emperor School Park Kindergarten,...... to the people of Riyue" The boy seemed to be taken aback by Nao's sudden change of momentum, and involuntarily said his name and school. But after a moment, he reacted again, his eyes wide and pointed at Nao and shouted, "Who is following you!! I happened to see you on the opposite road, don't just frame people!"

"Just to see me?" Nao folded her arms and secretly moved her fingers, making a click-click sound, "If that's the case, how do you know that I've been hanging around in front of the store for half an hour?"

“...... How do I know what's the matter with you!" The young man's cheeks seemed to be slightly red, and his eyes dodged, "Anyway, I just know, and I didn't follow you!" Fu Er raised his voice, as if to hide his own weak heart, and asked Nao rhetorically: "Besides, it's your fault to hang around in front of the store for half an hour! Tell me, why do you need to stay at the door for so long!"

"I, of course I'm ......" Nao looked at Xiangsun, who was almost furious, and the words that rushed out of her mouth were dangerously suppressed by her reason. She straightened up, looked down at the boy who seemed to be just over 150 with a height advantage of 160, and snorted disdainfully: "Hey, what's the matter with you, I don't need to sue you, right?"

"Look, you don't want to say it, then why should I sue you!" Xiang Hi raised his eyebrows at Nao like a child with candy.

"Well, well, such a lovely child is not fit to be rude in a quarrel! You two are walking up and down the shop as if hesitating something, except that this little girl is in front of the store and this little boy is across the road. The round clerk patted the two of them on the head and winked slyly, "So, there's no need to quarrel over this!

"Why are you watching us!" the two of them wanted to drink so hard, but they gave up under each other's increasingly kind facial expressions. Nao and Mukai glared at each other, and at the same time turned their faces away, letting out a "hum".

"So now, you can tell me, what are you going to do? After all, my sister's shop is a beauty salon!" the clerk straightened up, tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Do you want to change your hairstyle, or do you want to dye your hair?"

"-Dye your hair!" said the two of them in unison, and Fuer looked at each other in surprise, and turned his head away again, and made a "hum" sound from the wing of his nose in unison.

"Hehehe, are the two of them dyed their hair?" The clerk couldn't help but smile as he watched the interaction between the two, "So, what color is it?"

"-Red!!"

In the small shop, a children's duet broke out again.