I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"I have made up my mind."

"Oh? What kind of determination?" Xia Wuzhao asked.

“A decision is a decision.” Asakawa Yo repeated, “A decision that only I know, there’s no need to explain it to anyone else.”

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her before saying, "Hmm, very good."

Asakawa Yo felt a stirring in her heart, but she suppressed her joy.

"This is the first time you've praised someone, it feels a little strange." She fiddled with her hair. "What made you suddenly decide to say these things today?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Xia Wuzhao added this comment.

"I never expected that Xia Wu's praise would bring such a special kind of joy."

"Perhaps it's because he rarely praises people, or perhaps it's because when he does praise someone, he seems particularly confident."

A feeling of joy at being recognized welled up inside me.

A warm breeze blew out, causing Asakawa Yo to unconsciously close her eyes.

At this moment, she seemed overly naive and innocent. When she opened her eyes, she realized that Xia Wuzhao was looking at her.

Asakawa Yo said, "I'm just a little afraid that the wind will blow dust into my eyes."

"Oh."

Xia Wuzhao responded first, and then said, "Actually, there's no need to explain."

Asakawa Yo was startled; she was just about to explain what had happened earlier.

But then he immediately shut his mouth.

She clenched her fists tightly, looking somewhat sad.

Xiao Ai reminded her, "She's very upset because of what you said, Lady Xiawu."

"So what? Do you want me to comfort her?"

Xia Wuzhao asked in return.

"No, that's not it." Xiao Ai felt it was a bit difficult to communicate with Lady Xia Wu: "I just thought it might be a blow to her."

"Will not."

Xia Wuzhao answered in this way, and Xiao Ai could only let it be.

After all, she had no way of controlling or predicting Lord Xiawu's actions.

All we can do is watch quietly.

"Are you nervous?" Xia Wuzhao asked Asakawa Yao, who was standing next to her.

"No," Asakawa Yo retorted instinctively, "Why would I be nervous?"

"I've heard that people get nervous when they go to get a haircut because they're afraid their hair will turn out badly."

Xia Wuzhao said, "Besides, you almost crumpled your skirt to pieces. Isn't that considered nervous?"

"That's all we're talking about."

For no apparent reason, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xia Wuzhao again, saying, "If you hadn't said those things, I wouldn't have been so nervous."

She spread her fingers and smoothed out the hem of her skirt.

"I wasn't nervous at first, but what you said has made me nervous instead."

Asakawa Yo said this, she sighed.

He looked at her and said, "Do you know what happens when a guy gets a bad haircut?"

"What should we do?" Asakawa Yo looked at Natsume with curiosity.

“I’ll shave my head completely,” Xia Wuzhao answered. “Then I’ll let my hair grow back.”

Qianchuan Yao playfully punched Xia Wuzhao, complaining, "Don't say things like that. It takes a very, very long time for a girl's hair to grow to this size."

Her arms were trembling slightly, as if the person sitting next to her wasn't Xia Wuzhao.

It was some kind of scorching hot iron block, so hot that she recoiled at the mere touch.

With the vibration of the rails, a tram finally arrived.

The two boarded the tram, one in front of the other.

Asakawa Yo secretly breathed a sigh of relief before walking up with Natsume Kai.

This time, she did not sit behind Xia Wuzhao.

Instead, he sat down next to Xia Wuzhao.

—The spot where the sunflower used to sit.

She opened the window, and the wind blew in as the tram moved. Asakawa Yo felt finally more comfortable and better.

Where are you planning to go today?

Xia Wuzhao asked Asakawa Yao beside her, "The Damascus region?"

“Yes, the plains,” Asakawa Yo said. “In the mountainous areas, I usually only do minor repairs and the like.”

"For something as big as changing your bangs, you definitely need to go to Ping District."

"There might be good barbershops in the mountainous areas too."

"But I wouldn't gamble with my most important hairstyle." She thought for a moment, then told a joke: "A girl who gets a bad haircut is more heartbroken than a girl with a scar on her face."

She joked about her own scars while cautiously observing Xia Wuzhao.

Hopefully, Xia Wuzhao will have a different reaction.

Xia Wuzhao didn't react in any particular way, she just nodded slightly: "Then let's go with the Ping area."

When Asakawa Yo was disappointed, Natsumi Kō said, "Why don't you send a message to Mizuki? Let her give you some suggestions on hairstyles; it might look better that way."

"No need."

Asakawa Yo decisively refused; she didn't want a third wheel by her side.

"I should send her a message. It wouldn't be good if she just stayed home all the time. She said she wanted to look for a job, so let's have her look for one today."

As the girl said this, to prevent Xia Wuzhao from suggesting that Meiyue come over again, she sent Meiyue a message, telling her that she was going to get a haircut and that she could go out and have fun as she pleased.

But whenever she thought of home, she thought of her mother.

How should I tell my mother about what I did at school today?

She hesitated, feeling a little heavy-hearted.

But then all those worries were immediately dispelled.

"These are worries I should be thinking about tonight, not now."

Asakawa Yo thought this, feeling extremely comfortable as she enjoyed the breeze.

"By the way, what did the teacher say to you after I left?"

She asked Xia Wuzhao.

"It's nothing, I was just asking what you think of me."

Xia Wuzhao recounted Yokokawa Jun's questions and her own answers, omitting the private conversation between herself and her teacher.

Asakawa Yo was stunned. She pursed her lips and asked, "Why did you answer that way?"

"Because this wasn't your choice?" Xia Wuzhao looked at her, puzzled. "Shouldn't I have just said that you knew the consequences of doing this, which is why you made this choice?"

Chapter 450 As light as a branch, as gentle as a spring breeze [4k]

Xia Wuzhao spoke frankly, without the slightest concealment.

Now, Asakawa Yo was unsure whether she should blame Natsugiri Kai, feel happy about it, or just be indifferent.

I thought about it carefully.

"I should be happy."

Asakawa Yo felt she should be happy, because Natsugiri Kai hadn't done anything to displease her.

—There was even a little bit of secret joy in my heart.

"As expected, Xia Wu can fully understand what I'm thinking and make completely different choices."

Then she laughed.

The strands of hair that I had tucked behind my ears were once again blown away by the wind outside the window.

It looks like willow branches, or perhaps like flying catkins.

Her profile was clear and fair, like a relief sculpture, but her expression was not as solemn and serious as a relief sculpture.

Instead, she had a smile like a lover's, with a rare hint of shyness.

Have you been to the grooming salon with anyone else?

Asakawa Yo turned her head to the side, but her eyes met Natsugiri Kai's: "For example, Chiho, or Aoi."

"No."

Xia Wuzhao replied casually, "This kind of thing is such a waste of time. So I never do it."

"Then why are you willing to go with me today?"

As she said those words, her heart began to race again.

"Isn't it obvious?" Xia Wuzhao asked, somewhat puzzled. "Because I have time today."

This answer did not satisfy Asakawa Yo.

She turned her head away angrily, ignoring Xia Wuzhao.

Xia Wuzhao was too lazy to explain or do anything.

I just quietly let the wind blow, watching the trees and the tangled antennas flash by outside the window.

Perhaps because it's already June, mosquitoes have already appeared.

—They fluttered faintly among the low bushes and under the shade of the trees.

Just as Xia Wuzhao said, he hadn't been to the grooming salon with anyone. So, everything today was to be led by Asakawa Yao.

She chose a station and got off, then walked down the street carrying Xia Wuzhao.

This is a relatively prosperous place in the mountainous area. If it weren't for the close-knit peaks and the lush, dense forests and shrubs, most people would probably think it was a plain.

The barbershop was located on an ordinary and unremarkable street, with an old-fashioned signboard.

The interior decoration also feels out of place, as if one has mistakenly entered a barbershop from the last century.

The only conspicuous thing was the somewhat obstructive utility pole at the entrance, covered with some nonsensical advertisements.

"This is it."

Asakawa Yo smiled, opened the glass door, and went inside.

"Welcome." The shopkeeper inside was a young woman, which surprised me a bit.

But her rainbow-like gradient hair color and novel hairstyle carried an indescribable sense of professionalism.

—Like a bald doctor, making you feel like you've come to the right place.

What kind of hairstyle are you planning to get?

She asked.

"Just trim my bangs a little." Asakawa Yo fiddled with her thick bangs and then stroked her long hair.

"Okay, please follow me."

After leading Asakawa Yo to the shampoo area, they guided her to lie down on a special chair.

First, the woman slightly dampened Asakawa Yo's long hair with hot water and asked, "Is this temperature okay?"

"Ah."

Asakawa Yo responded.