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Rated M for future sexual content and language
"Characters Speaking"
Characters Thinking
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~~~Chapter Six~~~
~~~Previous~~~
I lean against the railing, watching Yako and Godai out of the corner of my eye. "Godai-san, why are you here?"
"Who knows..." He takes a sip of his beer. "As long as I have a place to keep living...It doesn't matter where."
Yako and I share a smile before Yako looks at the setting sun. I looked towards where Neuro was coming from. "You servants, who barely get any work done as it is, seem quite adept at skipping out on the work you're supposed to do." He appears below the railing, scaring Yako and Godai. "Now GO and hand out fliers."
"Shut up! Like I would!" Godai shouts.
"Now, now, Godai-san...Let's go, shall we?" Yako persuades.
"I don't wanna!" Godai denies.
"Oh, you don't?" Neuro queries sarcastically.
I softly chuckled at the three of them and their actions. A pulse of pain goes through my body, causing me to freeze, but I push the pain away and ignore it for now.
~~~Present~~~
~~~3rd POV~~~
Inside an apartment, a woman is holding a metal tray, sitting in front of a mirror. A man slowly walks towards her, his face hidden in the shadows. The woman, with her eyes closed, lets out a sigh. "I'm touched." The man stops behind her. "To have my hair cut, especially by you in your house!"
The man behind her opens a large pair of scissors with her head in the middle. A smirk appears on the man's face before he sharply closes the scissors, causing the liquid to splatter and appear on his face. The woman's head lands on the same metal tray she was holding, blood on her face and body, her eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Well now, my dear customer, what would you like done today?" The man queries, a large smirk on his face.
~~~Yuuki's POV~~~
I change into my ruby red and black princess dress (same design and accessories as others), put on my light red coat, and pick up my bag. Along with Yako, we head over to the office.
When we get there, Yako has to look after Akane's hair. I take off my coat, hang it over the back of the couch and place my bag on the table. I watch as Yako brushes Akane's hair. "Man, I wish MY hair was this shiny and smooth...Akane-chan, you must have been such a gorgeous girl! I'm so jealous. I can't grow my hair out 'cause it'd get all curly..."
"I don't have that problem, but that's because it's so long." I point out softly.
The TV catches our attention when the news comes on. "This is breaking news. A young girl's head has once again been discovered in a bathroom in a metropolitan park. Judging from the condition of the remains, experts believe it to be a similar crime to the other incidents that have occurred in the area recently. The police say..."
I tune out the rest of the report as another sharp pain goes through my body. I clench my teeth and take a deep breath. Slowly, the pain disappears. Yako lets out a gasp, gaining my attention. '"Ouch!" Akane has wrapped her hair around Yako's hand and is pulling said hand. "It's like she wants to say something!"
Akane lets go, grabs a pen, and writes on the board. "Hair is...alive too? Yeah, you're right...They were born with such nice hair, too...To be killed just for that reason, it's so...Neuro!"
"I won't get involved yet if the origin of the mystery is obscure. If you want to investigate it, do it yourself." Neuro orders.
"That's not fair!" Yako says with a pout.
"It's been quite some time since we opened this office...But you have yet to become more useful to me than a bathroom rag. Your day will come someday." Neuro states.
"My day?" Yako questions confused.
"It's about time you evolved, you little louse." Neuro comments.
While Yako is at school, I stay in the office with Neuro. A sharp pain shoots throughout my whole body. I fall to my knees and clench my fingers on the table's edge. I feel the blood drip down my back, arms, and legs. I can feel my body changing, changing to be able to hold all of my massive soul.
I see Neuro out of the corner of my eye, looking up and down my body with interest in his eyes. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Bit by bit, my blood goes back inside my body simultaneously, and my hair changes colour. It changes from blonde to moonlight silver. Even my body changed slightly, and my breasts are a bigger D Cup. The last change is a pair of midnight black angel wings coming out of my back.
When I open my eyes, all the changes have finished. I wave my hand, and all the blood that gets on my clothes disappears, leaving them stain-free. I look at Neuro to see interest in his eyes and another emotion I can't name. However, the interest might be due to the energy I can now feel coming off my body. It's not blocked inside my body now that it has finally finished changing.
~~~At Yako's School~~~
When Neuro snaps out of his thoughts, he heads over to Akane. He places a triangle clip at the end of her plait just before she disappears. "Neuro, where did Akane go?"
"Hmm, to Servant Number One." Neuro comments.
"To Yako? So, at her school?" I question.
"Yes. Come Yuuki." Neuro orders before moving towards the door.
"Okay!" I agree as I walk over to him.
Neuro wraps his arm around my waist just before we appear in the window. Yako looks at the window, eyes popping out of her head in surprise. Though she has her hand over her mouth, she stays quiet to not gain the Sensei's attention.
When her class finishes, she rushes to meet us on the roof. I lean against the railings while Neuro stands on top instead.
"What did you do to Akane-chan?" Yako demands.
Neuro stands on the fence and looks out at the buildings. "I altered her so that she could go outside. If Akane isn't attached to the wall, she'll wither away instantly. However, by using a Demon World battery and infusing it with my power, it's possible for her to move outside for extended periods of time."
"This hair clip is the same as yours! And it's pink!" Yako exclaims, surprised.
"Pink? In the Demon World, we call it 'human fle-" Neuro starts, but Yako cuts him off pale. "That's enough of that. I'll just think of it as pink. Huh? Yuuki-nee, your hair is silver again. Will it stay that way this time?"
"Yeah, it will stay silver this time. It won't change back to blonde like it did when I was younger."
Neuro looks at Yako out of the corner of his eye. "So now it looks like you three can go investigating together."
"Hey, yeah!" Yako agrees cheerfully. "But how should we go about finding the culprit?"
Neuro smacks his hand on Yako's head. "Why not use some bait to lure him out? The criminal only targets those with beautiful hair."
"Well, yeah, but...My hair's not exactly worth bragging about..." Yako trails off before she turns to look at me. "Yuuki-nee!"
I let out a soft chuckle. "I don't mind, but you still need to investigate." Yako nods her head happily.
Neuro looks at me before looking at Akane. "But we have a second fine specimen right here, don't we?" He pulls Akane out of Yako's book and places it over my head. I close my eyes before opening them again. Yako holds out a mirror to show me. My hair has come undone and reaches below my waist, and there is a single plait on the side of my head with the pink hairclip on the end.
"And now, you two are one. If there's a mystery to be had, I'll think about coming out." Neuro comments as Yako and I share a look.
~~~Later that Day~~~
Yako and I ensure we have everything in our bags before we split up and search for clues. Neuro, of course, is elsewhere. Yako planned to ring Sasazuka to get information while I asked people around the hair salons if the victims had been seen.
After a lot of searching, I found out that the hair was styled by a person with a lot of talent, so it had to be a person who is a famous stylist. There is one who is talked about a lot by different customers, and he has even been in magazines, and that is a person known as Mozu Takayasu.
~~~Yako's POV~~~
After splitting up with Yuuki-nee, I decided to call Sasazuka-san to gather information about the suspect.
It isn't long before he answers the phone. "Yeah, that's right. All of the victims ' detached heads were perfectly styled by someone with a lot of talent. We're in the process of narrowing down a suspect…But it's not like I can tell you who."
"That's right! That's right!" I hear Ishigaki-san shout. "He's Mozu Takayasu, the man known as the charismatic stylist! Three years ago, he assaulted a young woman, and on top of that, he has a record of styling people's hair against their will! But this time, he has an alibi…! At the time that the victim's head was disposed of in the park bathroom, he was still working at 'Fang,' his salon. So, stop calling us out of curios—"
I cut Ishigaki off as I close my phone with a satisfied look.
~~~3rd POV~~~
Inside the salon, Fang, Mozu is cutting a woman's hair. "Okay, you're all finished." He holds up a mirror so she can see her hair. "What do you think? You like it?"
"I love it!" The woman exclaims happily. "I didn't expect anything less from you, Mozu-san!"
Mozu closes the mirror and looks down at her. "It's just because you have such lovely hair…" He trails off and lets out a low laugh as the woman leaves. "Come back again soon!"
"So lucky…" A woman from behind Mozu comments. "Manager! Cut my hair, too! I've been asking you forever…"
An annoyed look appears on Mozu's face. "Look, I TOLD you, pay up, and I'll cut it."
"No way! But I worked so hard to join this salon…All my hard work would go to waste!" She complains. "Come on, please?"
Mozu lets out a sigh and closes his eyes. "Fine, I'll do it in the back."
"Alright!" she cheers happily.
The pair of them go to the back. The tap water is turned on. There is a splashing sound as the woman's head pops out of the water before spraying water out of her mouth and nose. Mozu grabs hold of her head and pushes it back into the water. "Moisture deficiency! Cuticle deficiency! Thickness! Body! Shine! It's all horrible! Can you even cut hair as bad as this? Do you have any itchy patches on your scalp?!" He shouts as she lets out a muffled scream.
~~~Yuuki's POV~~~
It isn't long before Yako rings me with the information I have gained, so we meet up before she rings up Neuro to let him know as well.
"I see. From what you've told me, it seems that there might be some kind of mystery there..." Neuro trails off.
"I know, right? Seems this 'Mozu' has already left for the day, but-" Yako starts, but Neuro cuts her off.
"Ask the staff members at his salon where he went and find him." Neuro orders.
"You're not gonna come?" Yako questions.
"We'll see how it goes." Neuro comments.
"What? No fair!" Yako says with a pout.
"It's me that has to meet this murderer, Yako. You have to keep a lookout." I point out, causing Yako to nod her head. "True."
Yako and I share a look before asking around, and before long, we finally find a place where Mozu may be. We stand outside the building. "Yako, you keep watch and follow from a distance when we leave, alright?"
Yako nods her head. "I got it Yuuki-nee."
I walk down the stairs and enter the door. I see Mozu sitting at a table, and I walk toward him. "Excuse me, you're Mozu from Fang Salon, right?"
"So, what if I am? I'm eating right now. So do me a favour and get outta my face."
Such a rude man…not to mention the visitors following him constantly. I narrow my eyes before I turn around and begin to walk away. "W-w-w-wait!" He calls out from behind me. I notice a creepy look appear on his face. "This is the first time I've ever seen such beautiful hair…" I hide my shiver of disgust as he holds some of my hair and mutters to himself. "Such magnificent, radiant hair…I want to set it free…And then I want to make it even more beautiful! Hey, you want to go somewhere where we can be alone?"
I narrow my eyes slightly at him so he doesn't notice. This guy is a creep. It doesn't help that his visitors are shaking their heads. I must help them when this is over.
~~~3rd POV~~~
A smirk appears on Neuro's face before he jumps off the building. When he lands, he appears in front of the bathroom where the victim's head are left. He walks down the side and looks at the tree there, which seems to have a loop on it. He grabs hold of the loop and pulls it slightly before letting it go, and it flings back in the other direction.
He looks down and sees some metal sheets. He places his glove on one before removing it and rubbing his fingers together. He lowers his fingers, and a smirk appears on his face.
~~~Yuuki's POV~~~
I head out with Mozu and see Yako hiding behind a pillar. I nod slightly, and she gets out her phone to call Neuro while she discreetly follows us to his home. I motion for Yako to stay outside as I follow Mozu inside.
We get into the elevator, and as we do, I sense my plait is shivering. I hold it gently to see that Akane-chan is shivering. I squeeze it gently, and Akane-chan wraps herself around my hand, causing a small smile to appear on my face.
We make it to the 25th floor and head inside his apartment. I notice a large mirror, so I walk over to it and look down to see many hair products on the vanity. I walked over to the fridge and was about to open it when I was grabbed from behind.
"Your hair…it's MARVELOUS! It smells so good, oh how it smells so good! And the way it feels against my skin!" Mozu comments as he rubs his face against my hair.
"Let me go!" I shout, annoyed. Akane-chan lunges behind me and wraps her strands around his face. "I said, let me go!"
He doesn't and continues to hold me as he walks forward before dropping me into the chair. He leans down and handcuffs my hands to the chair. "And you approached me first and everything! Ever since we met, you've been on alert, almost like you think I'm the Kamikiri Stylist!"
He pulls Akane-chan from his face and falls to his knees, breathing heavily as Akane-chan returns to my side. "A first-class stylist can see that cautious action in an instant!" He looks up, and his eyes widen. "What's with this hair?!"
My hair is flying in front and behind me. "Akane-chan!" I mutter softly.
"It's really alive…?" He mutters before a smirk appears on his face. "Amazing, it's amazing! To be able to play with hair like this…it's like a dream come true!" He slams down a large black box, causing me to narrow my eyes. "How about I give you a taste of what a pro can do?"
Akane-chan lunges forward but narrows his eyes and removes some products from his pocket. He opens the spray and sprays it before taking out a comb and combing it. "Try some of this badass hard wax I got from overseas!" He used the wax on my hair and turned it into a twisted-up hairdo. "So, what do you think of my super techniques?"
My hair is covered in wax, but so is Akane-chan's. "Akane-chan's completely covered in wax!"
"That wax is a little too stiff and not really great for hair…but I'll get it out for you later, okay?" He opens the box to show a large pair of scissors. "However,…I've gotta cut off all those excess parts before I can…"
He takes out the scissors and walks toward me. He grabs my shoulder and turns the chair, so I am facing the mirror. He places the scissors on either side of my neck, causing me to narrow my eyes. "Your hair truly is first class. It's alive, after all. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance."
"Are you done?" I comment softly as the two presences get closer.
"Pardon me for interrupting your moment of fun," Neuro says as he comes through, dropping Yako on the floor.
"Neuro! Yako!" I call out softly.
"Who the hell are you? How did you get up here? This is the 25th floor!" Mozu demands.
Neuro walks toward me. "My name is Nougami Neuro. I'm the assistant of the renowned detective Katsuragi Yako next to me and Katsuragi Yuuki, who you have in that chair."
"A detective? This girl?!" Mozu comments as I see him look down at me.
Neuro comes to a stop. "It's not necessary to wait until the police investigation. This mystery is already on the tip of my tongue. The trick to your body-dumping alibi was designed to cast suspicion away from yourself, what with your criminal record. Sensei believes that there was a specific reason for disposing of the body in the park, too. Estimating the time of death from just the head is exceedingly difficult. Therefore, the focal point in narrowing down the criminal lies in whether or not the suspect has an alibi for when the body was disposed of. If you had an alibi at the moment the head was discovered, the inspectors would be unable to move forward with their investigation. So, you chose that bathroom. And in the middle of the night, you readied your corpse."
"'Readied'?" Yako questions.
"A trick is involved, is that right, Neuro?" I ask softly.
Neuro nods his head. "There's an opening in the upper half of the bathroom. Right outside that opening, there are several trees and a piece of scrap sheet metal. You tied a tree branch into a hoop closest to the opening in the wall, and that is where you placed the head. Next, you bent that branch towards the ground. Attached the head to the sheet metal using adhesive. After a fixed amount of time, the adhesive would release the head and send it flying. Then, it was automatically thrown into the bedroom. Or, at the very least, near the bathroom. Since the bathrooms are locked at night, it wouldn't be discovered until the next day. All you had to do was wait in your salon until it was found. This is the trick to your alibi. The adhesive on the sheet metal was this hard wax. The very wax you're so talented with. Now that your alibi has fallen apart, the inspectors will be all over this case."
Neuro throws the wax on the floor. It rolls over to Mozu, hitting his ankle as it rolls to a stop. His eyes glare at the floor before lines appear around his eyes in the shape of a sideways hourglass. This lifts his eyebrows and eyes on his face, surrounded by a green glow. He lets an eerily laugh. "So, who gives a fuck?!"
His eyes and eyebrows lift off his face completely, leaving the area black. "I'll just have to take care of you three before you tell the police!" There is a bright light. When it disappears, his eyes are back in place, surrounded by a circle that connects to a pair of black scissors, replacing his eyebrows. "My name is Gotobu Hair! I'm the God of hair! And that makes you my servants!"
"The God of hair? Why are we your servants?" Yako demands.
"I'm no one's servant!" I state, annoyed.
"I'll tell you why! What's at the top of your 'foundation'? No matter how you look at it, it's hair! So, hair looks down on a human's entirety. In other words, for you, Hair is God! Then, the person who has the right to cut hair ranks even higher than any human! So that means I'm the God of hair!"
I see Yako looking surprised. Looking closer at my hair, I can see Akane shaking slightly. Mozu looks down at me. "Divine protection for good hair! Divine retribution for bad hair. I choose good hair personally and righteously care for it! Remove the foolish 'foundation' so that nobody can interfere with it! You have no choice but to be lost in admiration over the beauty of the hair that I've put on display!"
Akane begins to shake more heavily. "Are you saying that the bathroom is a display hall? You killed three people for that? You're just using this as an excuse for your hair fetish!" I begin angrily.
"Doing whatever you want with people's lives just to play with their hair - it's selfish!" Yako finishes.
"Shut up, you foolish 'foundation'! I'll snip you once and for all!" Mozu places his scissors around my neck.
Neuro lifts his hand. "You're the God of hair? Shall we put that to the test? How about we try asking the hair itself." The hand Neuro had in front of him glows green.
The pink clip-on Akane hair lights up just as Akane shakes and twists, causing the wax to crack slowly. Akane is quick to spread her hair out wide, causing Mozu to let out a scream. "Akane-chan?"
"The concept of reaping 'foundations' isn't bad in itself. Lend me a hand, Akane." Neuro orders.
The end of my and Akane-chan's hair looks like a dragon's face before it lunges towards Mozu, covering him. He screams once more. Eventually, Akane-chan stops as she wraps herself around Mozu's waist, trapping his hands and his large pair of scissors around his neck. "Help me!"
"What's wrong?" Neuro questions with a smirk as he places his hand on Mozu's head. "It would look bad if hair saved you, wouldn't it? Just like you, I cut off things that grow from the head. But don't worry. I'm not going to cut off your neck in some cruel imitation of your crimes. After all, I'm not here to reap hair. I'm here to reap your soul, which bears a pathetic mystery born from the screams of your pathetic mind."
Neuro's hands glow almost like electricity. "My hair!" As Mozu screams, the usual energy appears.
Neuro's head changes into his real form as he clamps his beak around Mozu's head. "Itadakimasu." When Neuro is finished, Mozu no longer has any hair left.
I use my magic to open the handcuffs and slowly stand up. I was about to walk towards Yako when my body felt weak, and black spots appeared in my eyes. The last thing I felt before I lost consciousness was the warmth of arms around my waist.
~~~Neuro's POV~~~
I catch Yuuki around her waist before she hits the ground. Her body must still be recovering from the change it went through. Even now, I can still see her wings and feel the energy flowing from her body in waves.
She is immortal; I have figured that out. She wasn't at first. Her soul was, but her body was not. But now, after what she went through, her body is immortal to match her soul. I still haven't figured out what type of immortal she is. She has magic, making her a very strong witch, but she has another energy source that is entirely different and darker.
"Yuuki-nee!" Yako shouts worriedly.
"She is fine, you louse. She is merely tired." I comment.
I wrap one arm around her back and the other under her knees. I lift her, and automatically, she rests her head against my chest. "I thought I told you. It's about time you evolved. If you subtract all that expended power, this meal's calorie count is zero. Just when are you going to change?" I demand before disappearing, Yuuki still in my arms, leaving Yako behind.
~~~Yako's POV~~~
I couldn't help but sigh as I gazed before me, Neuro's words ringing in my ears. In the end, I couldn't meet Neuro's expectations. No…It's not like I became a detective just to meet Neuro's expectations.
I release another sigh before I slowly walk home. But does someone like me really possess the kind of power that Neuro needs…?
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