So it was a bun hairstyle...
Sitting off to the side and watching, Jiu Ming quickly realized what hairstyle Haruhi was about to give herself. It was nothing particularly special—just the common bun hairstyle seen all over this street. He had never seen her wear one before.
Stroking his chin, Jiu Ming found himself looking forward to it a little. But... wasn't it taking far too long?!
Checking the time, Jiu Ming let out a long breath. In the meantime, he had already turned down several hairstylists who had come over to strike up a conversation. What a joke—did he need hairstyling? Ahem!
Not at all, okay? He only had to say what hairstyle he wanted!
He could fix it up for you in seconds; one-click outfit changes were no dream.
"Hehe! What do you think?" Haruhi asked curiously, touching her own head. "I've wanted to try this hairstyle for a long time, but never had the chance. Now's perfect."
"Pretty!" Jiu Ming nodded. "Want to change into a different outfit too?"
Wearing a bun hairstyle with a tailcoat... felt a little strange, though Haruhi herself said nothing.
"Huh? Like this?" Haruhi tugged at her clothes. Completely unaffected by the prospect of becoming stronger, she nodded decisively. "All right!"
"Then let's go to the third floor." Haruhi looked up toward the third floor, narrowing her eyes slightly. "It won't be easy to get out, will it?"
"Fine, then we'll fight our way out!" Jiu Ming grinned, rubbing his fists as he briskly got to his feet.
"Hey! What are you trying to do?" Haruhi hurriedly grabbed Jiu Ming, stuffed a catalog into his hands, then said to a hairstylist some distance away, "You don't mind if I take one, do you?"
The hairstylist nodded and pointed elsewhere, where piles of