I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 266 The New Butterfly of the Human World
"It sounds like I've messed with something terrible."

Looking at the girl sitting on his lap, Tsukino Gen said with emotion.

Kiyono Mizuki wasn't shy or guilty at all; instead, she stared at the boy with an air of self-righteousness.

"So what? Didn't I tell you from the beginning to leave me alone? You were the one who wanted to take care of me. Now that you've taken care of me, how can you just walk away like that?"

That makes a lot of sense.

They really have said all of those things.

It seems that he really only deserved it?
but
“I never said I wanted to leave. It seems like you’re getting too caught up in your own role and can’t pull yourself out.”

The girl, whose hair had grown to her waist, glared at Tsukino Gen.

"That's because I said it. What if I hadn't said it?"

"You're really putting on an act."

As he said this, his hand stroked the other person's soft hair from top to bottom.

"Wow, her hair is so long."

Kiyono Mizuki said helplessly, "With hair this long, it's so hot in the summer, I don't even want to wash it. It takes more than half an hour to wash it."

Why not cut it?

"You didn't take me out for a haircut either."

"What are you saying? You didn't ask me to take you out for a haircut. Or should I take you now?"

Tsukino Gendo asked.

Kiyono Mizuki reached out and hugged the boy's neck, then rested her head on his shoulder.

"I don't want to go out to get a haircut."

These words sound like a child pleading, like a child clinging to their parents to express their reluctance.

They rely on their parents, but seem to be bad at expressing themselves. They can only tell the other person that they are unwilling, not just simply dislike them, by pressing their chests together.

The problem is that this girl is no longer a little girl; who can withstand the pressure on her chest?

Soft and elastic, with a fragrant body.

It seems to be able to instantly turn barren land into fertile land and make withered trees suddenly flourish.

"Should I have someone come to your house to cut your hair?"

Tsukino Gen suddenly said that.

Separating slightly, Kiyono Mizuki looked at the boy suspiciously.

"You have such connections? Men and women?"

"Of course it's a woman."

"Ok?"

"How could I let another man touch your hair?"

"Hmm~" The girl's dangerous eyes relaxed again, clearly this was an answer that satisfied her.

You only feel disgusted by the other person's possessiveness when the relationship breaks down and you truly dislike them.

At other times, for people who are mutually in love, even this possessiveness seems to be a necessary nutrient.

"Where are you going to call someone over from?"

"I have a way, do you want to give it a try?"

"I'm fine with it, but won't there be a lot of loose hair accumulating at home, which will be difficult to deal with later?"

"I'll take care of the cleaning, don't worry about that."

"Ah."

Gen Tsukino left the room and then made a phone call.

A familiar voice came from the other end.

Gen Tsukino simply stated that they needed a barber, and the other person only paused for a moment.

Then he said, "I understand. I'll send the hairdresser who does my hair over there."

She is Mochizuki Mihime.

She's a superstar who's incredibly popular throughout Japan; it's no exaggeration to call her a national-level actress.

Her personal hairstylist?
Gen Tsukino quickly said, "It doesn't have to be so heavy, just something decent will do."

"Don't worry, she's free right now. Just give me her address, her name is Hoshino, she'll contact you. Besides, since she's your friend and it's rare for her to ask me for help, this will be a top priority."

"I feel like you're trying to flatter me to death."

"Really? No, if you were that easy to fool, I would have already tricked you into becoming a placenta. It's just a pity that you're too cunning."

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll come see you before the end of the month and give you another treatment."

That's what the boy said.

But then a troubled voice came from the other end: "I'm going to film in another city in a few days, and I won't be in Zhaori. What should I do?"

Filming? Where?

"It's almost the end of the month when you go to the city under its jurisdiction. You should either come earlier or next month. There are a lot of scenes to film there."

The woman spoke in a voice tinged with laughter.

Tsukino Gen felt inexplicably absurd. He thought about it and decided not to tell the other person about his autumn outing, nor did he mention that he would also be going to Qishi City at the end of the month.

He simply left with the words, "Then I'll think of a way."

"Really? Don't surprise me by suddenly appearing in the city, or I'll make sure you can't leave me for three days and three nights."

They were saying terrifying things.

It's like some kind of female demon who specifically drains men's yang energy.

"No, since you've put it that way, if I actually show up, wouldn't that ruin the whole show?"

"Are you really going to do this?"

Mochizuki Miki seemed quite surprised. A joke was about to come true, and it was exactly what she hoped for. Who wouldn't be pleasantly surprised?

"Now we're considering other ways to make an appearance, sigh."

"Goose, goose, goose, goose."

The woman on the other end laughed out loud, completely unconcerned about her image.

She thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, from now on I'll pretend I never said that and didn't know anything about it, don't worry~"

"How can you say that? Saying it like that will only make things more awkward."

"No way~ Okay, I'll go tell Hoshino, you just wait~"

The other person hung up first.

It seems to be a deliberate attempt to fulfill what was said earlier.

Good grief, can self-deception really go this far?

Human memory doesn't lie, unless there really is a way to erase memories.

However, Tsukino Gen wasn't actually that disappointed. He returned to his room and waited with Kiyono Mizuki for a while.

Faster than I expected, the phone rang in less than forty minutes.

Gen Tsukino answered the unfamiliar phone call, and the person on the other end was very polite.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Tsukino? This is Hoshino, I'm downstairs."

"Yes, it's me. I came down to pick you up. Thank you for your help."

"Really here?"

Kiyono Mizuki was surprised that this boy could actually find someone to cut his hair.

Although I don't know the other person's identity, considering the way this young man does things, he probably isn't just anyone.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs to get someone. Wait a moment."

"Ah."

When Tsukino Gen saw a stylish young woman at the entrance of the apartment complex.

The other party was also surprised.

How could such a handsome young man appear in such an unremarkable apartment?

So much so that he didn't even realize Tsukino Gen was standing in front of him with a smile.

"Hello, Ms. Hoshino, I am Gen Tsukino. I'm counting on you this time."

Hoshino realized what was happening and even blushed a little. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this kind of shyness, but in front of this excessively young boy, she felt somewhat incoherent.

He's a celebrity stylist who's seen a lot of important people.

"No, it's alright. After all, it was Miss Mochizuki's request, so of course I can't shirk my responsibility."

"Thank you. It's just that this place is a bit run-down, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, I also come from a small town, so it feels especially familiar to me."

"Hahaha, that's good."

"By the way, aren't you some kind of trainee or something?"

"No, I'm a student, I'm still studying."

"Oh, you don't have any plans to debut?"

"Not yet."

"That's a pity. With your face and figure, you'd definitely stand out no matter what style you wore."

While saying this aloud, Hoshino was already secretly criticizing Mochizuki Miki.

The food is delicious!
Other celebrities date newly debuted young idols, but you go and date high school students, huh? And such good-looking and young high school students at that!

Looking at this young and handsome boy, Hoshino felt her mouth watering.

No wonder he hasn't had a single scandal in the entertainment industry all these years, nor has he gotten married.

Indeed, compared to those seemingly glamorous and extravagant male celebrities in the entertainment industry, these male high school students who are still in school are on a completely different level. Besides, they have such good qualities.

Moreover, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, his physical strength is quite authoritative.

"This is it."

He led Hoshino inside.

Then I saw Kiyono Mizuki sitting obediently in her wheelchair.

Hoshino paused for a moment.

Good guy.

What kind of apartment building is this? How could such a beautiful young couple live in such an old building? Could it be that Mochizuki Mihime is keeping a mistress and a couple hidden away?

That's way too fancy.

However, she also knew that the possibility was very low. In her opinion, Mochizuki Miki was the most straight woman imaginable. Although her image on screen earned Mochizuki Miki a large number of "dream girls" who were willing to call her "Mom".

However, we had a lot of private contact, and I knew very well that Mochizuki Miki did not have that kind of orientation.

That can only mean something else. Perhaps I'm wrong. Maybe this boy and Mochizuki Miki don't have that kind of relationship?

With suspicion in his eyes, Hoshino took out his tools and approached Kiyono Mizuki.

"Is there any hairstyle you'd like? Or, would you like to hear my suggestions and I'll try to do it?"

Kiyono Mizuki was a little shy. She said softly, "I don't know what suits me. Why don't you do it?"

"Okay, to be honest, a girl as pretty as you would look good with any hairstyle, even a shaved head. But I have an idea, want to give it a try?"

"I'm fine."

"Ok."

Hoshino put away her daydreams and started working.

Compared to the needs of celebrities, it seems much easier. After all, many celebrities aren't perfect either. They need to highlight their unique characteristics while also showcasing their personal brand. Even if they're good-looking, they can't be too homogenous. Some even need to set trends. They have many personal ideas, but when it comes to stylists, there are bound to be some deviations.

In other words, your cutting it short and her thinning it out are not the same thing.

But this girl seemed much more relaxed and under less pressure. After all, she's so beautiful; the real challenge was figuring out how to cut her hair in a way that wouldn't look good.

Gen Tsukino watched quietly as the girl's long hair flew wildly under Hoshino's scissors.

Like fallen leaves, they bid farewell to the tree they once nested in, becoming nourishment.

For people, the hair that is cut off is like a worry; the more hair that falls off, the more relaxed they feel.

Time passed quickly, and Tsukino Gen was quite patient.

The snipping of scissors blended in strange harmony with the howling autumn wind outside.

"Okay, let's take a look."

Although it's at home, it's a bit more troublesome than a professional hair salon, for example, you have to move around to get your hair washed.

Moreover, it was discovered that the girl had difficulty walking.

However, it was still resolved, and Hoshino's professionalism is beyond question.

To have stayed by Mochizuki Miki's side for so long already puts her at the top of the industry. But who would have thought that such a top national stylist would come to an apartment like this just because of a simple phone call, to personally cut a girl's hair?

Her long hair was cut short, to about shoulder length.

Her bangs were also trimmed quite neatly and beautifully.

She doesn't seem to have changed much, but when you look at her, it's as if she's back to when she was eighteen, seemingly the same age as Tsukino Gen.

The beautiful girl appears even more pure and delicate, with her light hair ends resembling shimmering ice crystals.

She seemed to be an elven girl who had emerged from a dense forest, or perhaps a divine messenger representing the gods.

Kiyono Mizuki was still somewhat unsure. She had also noticed the subtle change, which at first glance seemed to be just a matter of length. However, there were some subtle, nuanced changes that she didn't know how to articulate.

Even Hoshino, who had just finished editing, took out her phone with emotion.

"Excuse me, may I take a picture? I didn't expect it to turn out so well. I'm sure a lot of people will be interested in this hairstyle if I post it online."

Upon hearing this, Tsukino Gen wanted to refuse on Kiyono Mizuki's behalf. After all, this girl didn't like being in the limelight, especially after the incident. She didn't want to be in the public eye or use her accident to gain sympathy.

But to my surprise, Kiyono Mizuki took the initiative to speak.

"Okay, but if possible, please don't mention my leg, okay?"

Hoshino paused for a moment, then smiled.

"You should know that such a beautiful face paired with a story could generate a wave of traffic that ordinary people could only dream of."

She didn't reveal her identity; it would have been more convincing if she had.

However, Kiyono Mizuki shook her head. "I don't need this. This is my only request."

"Okay, I respect you. You are a beautiful girl inside and out."

After packing his things, Hoshino left quickly.

Gen Tsukino didn't check if the other party had immediately posted the photos; he first cleaned up the hair debris in the room.

"Aren't you curious?"

Suddenly, Kiyono Mizuki asked quietly.

Gen Tsukino turned his head. "What are you curious about?"

"Why did I agree to let Ms. Hoshino send me the photos?"

She looked over, and the new hairstyle paired with those familiar eyes gave off a strange sense of novelty.

Gen Tsukino could even picture the girl running and laughing in the flower field.

Youth at its peak must also be dazzlingly brilliant.

"I don't know, but I respect your choice. To be honest, I am a little curious."

The girl responded with a smile.

"Because from now on, it's like starting my life anew. I will leave many traces of myself in this world, especially the traces of being with you."

"Ah."

Gen Tsukino looked at her.

Watching her take out her phone, and then say something with a slightly shy tone.

"So, can I take a picture with you, Mr. Tsukino?"

"Hahahaha, okay."

"Click."

At the moment the shutter clicked.

She kissed the boy's cheek.

As she said, she is being reborn and undergoing a transformation.

It was like a butterfly that had never been registered before appearing in the world's view.

……

(End of this chapter)