Chapter 3 The Fugitive(2/2)
"Isn't this just like a robot... close the door, it's freezing."
Although bringing Soya home was a sign of trust in him, it was still a bit inappropriate to let him enter his room. Akane Kirino asked him to stay in the living room first and went upstairs;
Back downstairs, in addition to a piece of string, she also had a pair of silver scissors.
Zong Gu held the amulet. She pulled the red thread and pulled it twice before stringing it on. "Although this thread is very strong, you should pay more attention to it."
"If the amulet falls, my spiritual sense will be released, and I will notice it immediately."
"Really? I don't feel anything."
"Miss Kirino's spiritual sense has been suppressed, just like an arm that was numbed while sleeping and has not yet returned to its normal sensitivity."
"I see...Okay."
Zongya hung the amulet around his neck, stuffed it into the collar of his rather large sweater, and patted it through his clothes.
"These are my uncle's clothes. They don't seem to fit well."
"It doesn't matter."
He picked up the gray sweater and said, "I can't thank you enough for having clothes to keep you warm."
"Yeah."
Akane Kirino looked at him, "By the way, Mr. Sotani's clothes are too worn to be washed, so I threw them away, right?"
Zong Gu was startled, then nodded quickly, his eyes falling on the scissors beside him again.
"Is it right here?"
"No, let's go to the sink. It's easier to clean there, and if there's a mirror, Mr. Sotani can feel more at ease, right?"
"I don't really care."
Sogu followed her to the washroom. The girl asked him to stand in front and brought a stool for him to sit on.
"Let me explain in advance..."
She took out the scarf from the cabinet under the sink and tied it carefully around his neck. "I just learned it not long ago. I only cut my father's hair. But he said he was quite satisfied."
"Do you cut it often?"
"No, dad only let me cut it once."
"..."
Looking at the shoulder-length hair on both sides and the smiling face behind him in the mirror, Zonggu didn't say anything more.
"Then it's up to you."
"Okay~"
Click, click—
After he started pruning, Kirino Akane stopped talking and moved the scissors around his head. Every time the open blade closed, a bunch of hair fell out;
The girl in the mirror had her eyes wide open, her brows slightly furrowed, her expression serious and focused. Zonggu stared at it for a while before his eyes moved to his own face.
There are many skin care products on the washbasin, and after staying in the underworld for more than two years, his skin color is even whiter than hers.
Until two hours ago, he was still running away in the wind and rain.
The present and the past are both like a dream, and I can't tell which is more real.
"Ah, wait... don't move."
After touching his chest through his clothes and scarf, he put down his hand.
"Sorry, please continue."
Click, click, the scissors continued to swim, and stubbles of black hair slid down the cloth under the gaze;
Zonggu raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.
Chapter completed!