I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Xia Wuzhao just stared at Asakawa Yao, who had closed her eyes.

Her body was tense, and her hands were clenched tightly at her sides.

His chest heaved, making it all the more noticeable.

"Like a flowerbed swaying in the wind."

The thought suddenly popped into Xia Wuzhao's mind, but she immediately dismissed it.

As if bored, he silently gazed at Asakawa Yo in the distance.

The shampooing process was a bit long, which made her seem very confident.

When it finally ended, Asakawa Yo could no longer open her eyes.

Although the hair had been wiped, it was still wet.

Occasionally, water droplets would fall.

Asakawa Yo's face was also a little wet. It looked like she had just been pulled out of the water, or like a soft baby.

Her previous sharpness seemed to have completely disappeared, vanished entirely.

Perhaps because Xia Wuzhao had been watching for too long, he glared at her angrily before sitting down in a chair under her guidance.

In front of the chair was a narrow shelf with various odds and ends, on which was a rectangular mirror.

Sitting in front of the mirror, you can clearly see exactly how your hairstyle has been cut.

However, for nearsighted people, it's completely a waste of time.

Asakawa Yo's bangs take a long time to style. Each time, the hairdresser will adjust the bangs after styling them to make them look more natural.

Then he asked Asakawa Yo what she thought.

Asakawa Yo would also offer her opinions, and then the hairdresser would make the necessary changes.

—This looks extremely cumbersome and troublesome.

So Xia Wuzhao looked at other places, such as outside the door.

It's rare to see anyone outside; when passersby do pass by, they're always in a hurry.

It's probably because it's too hot, which makes people annoyed.

At this time, Chiho also sent a message to Natsugiri Kai.

"Where are you?"

"Barber Shop."

"one person?"

"With Asakawa Yo".

"A date?" Chiho sent another message, followed by a smiley face.

Xia Wuzhao replied that there was nothing to do.

Chiho didn't reply this time, but just sent a smiley face again.

"It looks like Chiho is a little angry," Ai muttered to Natsugiri Kai.

"Really? I think she's quite happy."

Xia Wuzhao responded casually.

“You can tell from that you’re happy,” Xiao Ai questioned.

She sent two smiley faces.

Xia Wuzhao casually made up an excuse.

Xiao Ai neither refuted nor believed it. She was simply too lazy to argue with her Xia Wu-sama about these things.

Because it's really unnecessary.

Asakawa Yo glanced at Natsume Kai, who was lost in thought, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But soon, they found another excuse.

"To expect others to constantly pay attention to you is simply too arrogant."

Thinking this way, the annoyance in my heart lessened a little.

It took quite a while before it was finally over.

Xia Wuzhao felt that she should stop coming to the barbershop; it was such a waste of time.

"How about it?"

Asakawa Yo stood in front of the mirror, admiring her new hairstyle. She was quite satisfied, so she asked Natsume Kyou.

Xia Wuzhao examined it carefully, and even he was somewhat amazed.

"Light and airy."

He said that.

After being groomed, Asakawa Yo looked light and airy.

It looked as if it would sway and fly into the sky if blown by the wind.

That gloomy and heavy atmosphere was completely swept away.

Her moist and glossy eyes were completely freed from her hair.

She looked like a blooming flower, or a gentle breeze in spring.

However, his eyes remained sharp, making him seem somewhat unapproachable.

But right now, Asakawa Yo is smiling, a sincere and radiant smile.

She played with the ends of her hair, the tender green strands curling around her fingers like delicate branches.

Is that all?

Asakawa Yo was somewhat dissatisfied and unhappy.

“Like those ethereal idols on stage,” Xia Wuzhao added; “And like those glittering models.”

As she listened, Asakawa Yo laughed again.

"Hmm, this time it felt alright."

She smiled.

After paying, the two left the grooming salon.

Perhaps because she had washed her hair, it was somewhat shiny in the sunlight.

Because her hair was swept forward, a small patch of fair skin was revealed between her hair and the square collar of her blue sailor uniform.

Xia Wuzhao looked at her and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"do not know."

Asakawa Yo looked around, not knowing where she was going.

"Then let's go home." Xia Wuzhao gave her choice decisively.

"No."

Asakawa Yo refused.

"I don't want to go home now," Asakawa Yo said. "Because it would be too boring to go back. Besides, there's no one at home right now, so there's really no need to go back."

She seemed to be searching for a reason after saying so much.

Xia Wuzhao didn't expose her immediately, but simply said, "Then let's just take a walk."

"Are you being so easy to talk to today?" Asakawa Yo asked, somewhat surprised.

But Xia Wuzhao was too lazy to answer anymore and just wandered around the streets.

—According to Xia Wuzhao's point of view, there is really nothing to see here, nor is there anything worth caring about.

But Asakawa Yo seemed quite excited, as if she was thrilled by her new hairstyle.

I walked from here to there, and then from there I came here.

Without a doubt, she was the most radiant of them all. As dusk approached, she finally grew somewhat tired.

I found a small park and sat down on a bench.

"I'm so tired."

Her neck was covered in fine beads of sweat, and the hair around her ears was also damp with sweat.

She sat on the bench, hunched over, looking listless and weak.

Xia Wuzhao found a vending machine near the park, bought two bottles of ice water, and handed them to Qianchuan Yao.

"Thank you."

Asakawa Yo thanked him with some surprise before accepting the bottle of ice water.

Although she was very thirsty, she didn't drink. Instead, she twirled the bottle with her slender fingers.

Before long, my fingers were covered in water stains.

Aren't you going to drink?

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her.

"You shouldn't drink cold water right after exercising," Asakawa Yo gave this reason.

But I still unscrewed the cap and took a small sip of water.

Cold and damp.

It completely swept away the heat and summer heat, and even relieved some of the fatigue.

However, she kept moving her feet.

It seems like the loafers are a bit uncomfortable, or maybe it's because I've been walking for too long, causing my feet to feel stiff.

Are you feeling very uncomfortable?

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her, and Qianchuan Yao didn't refute her, but simply nodded: "We've walked too many roads."

"Then just take it off."

He made a very ordinary suggestion, but it made Asakawa Yo look somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

She glared at Xia Wuzhao, who simply drank her water expressionlessly.

It seems like what I just said was just a casual suggestion.

Frowning, Asakawa Yo thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed quite uncomfortable.

He turned around, with his back to Xia Wuzhao, and sat at the other end of the bench.

Only then did he carefully take off his shoes.

A look of comfort immediately appeared on her face.

My feet, which had been tired and stuffy, finally felt cool again.

He strained his toes to push against the toes of the socks, making the cotton calf socks slightly transparent.

She felt her fatigue had lessened slightly.

I glanced at Xia Wuzhao and saw that he was looking at the deserted slide in the park.

Only then did he feel at ease picking up his loafers and tapping them slightly against the ground.

With a dull thud, a small pebble rolled out.

"Oh, it was just a pebble."

She sighed and swept the pebble away, carrying her shoes.

Then he put the shoes a little further away, and a while passed like that.

She then braced herself on the bench and turned her body back around.

"Do you want to go play on the slide?"