CH 17

The barber polar bear...not I mean the handsome hair stylist's will be teaching his 'asymmetric cut'. In order to have that sort of fresh style, you need a tool, and that is a wooden stick. It has a very sharp tip, giving you a novel feeling. 

Losing the other side of his hair, from a blonde kappa (bobbed cut) he turned into a blonde asymmetric (ashimeni), with a low voice, Hurst-san told him the process of the procedure. 

"Would you be returning to your job?"

"hi, hi yaaai!"

The pale, frozen blonde ashimeni, screamed upon hearing those words and while in a flustered state left the premise.

Un. It's a convenient way to respond, right? 'hi fu e ho' and it seemed like you are exclusively using the word 'hiii'

"Isarai-sama"

While I was looking at his retreating back, Hurst-san, who was looking at me, called my name and slowly came towards me.

The blizzard now was gone, as if to match me, who was looking down, he bent one knee and said "I'm truly sorry for letting you experience something bad"

"No, no. I'm not really bothered about it."

That's right, maybe it's because even he calls me names like country bumpkin of a fallen noble lady or something it doesn't really hit me, so I don't really get annoyed by it and about those delayed reactions, I'm like sure-fire it away, or so I think,

Being yelled at, sticking around was indeed annoying though but since Hurst-san has properly given him a haircut, I don't really mind him much. A, do your best at work.

"... ... Did you perhaps meet the Saint?"

"A, that one huh."

Seeing a little change on Hurst-san's expression as his eyebrows seem to have fallen for a bit, I know that he is worried about me. 

It seems like, someone has already told Hurst-san of what happened at the back garden 

... ...Well, speaking of which, Wasn't Hurst-san supposed to be on a break?