"Back?"
"Ah... not bad." Jiu Ming rubbed his face and let out a long breath. He had finally escaped the hell of "special training"... The culprit, unsurprisingly, was Kazami Yuuka. Her one-sided beatdowns never lasted long each day—not even an hour...
After asking why, Jiu Ming decided he would never bring the matter up again. Back then, she had smiled so creepily as she said, "We have all the time in the world."
Uh, anyway, it definitely wasn't a good thing for him!
He grabbed a handful of his now very long hair and carefully examined his face in the mirror. Seeing that it truly had not changed much, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Mm, good. There had been no changes for several days now. It seemed the effects stopped here.
It was just that this inconveniently long hair made him feel terribly uncomfortable. He glanced at C.C., then compared himself to her—what was he supposed to do when his hair was no shorter than hers? And because of his constitution, he simply could not cut it! The moment he cut it, it would grow back the next instant. It had been set this way.
Long hair would have been one thing. He would not have minded a shaggy, layered style, but the result before him was sleek, straight black hair.
"Mm... a back-view heartthrob?" C.C. scratched the little black cat's fur. "Oh, right. Nagato Yuki came by while you were gone and asked me to pass something on to you."
After saying that, she paused and added with special emphasis, "It's very important to you."
"Oh? What is it?"
"About the changes you're currently undergoing..."
C.C. relayed the information regarding Jiu Ming's current changes. His transformation had reached its limit at this point. As for further changes...