Chapter 102
A date isn't about a girl wanting to satisfy her urge to go out and play, but about wanting to interact with the boy, growing familiar through play and movement.
Remove that initial sense of strangeness.
Feelings gradually begin to form.
"Amamiya, you're actually really good-looking."
"???"
"Me?"
This remark left Ren Amamiya utterly flustered.
"Mm-hmm!"
"So today, I'm going to revamp your look."
"... Isn't today a date?"
"Yes, it's a date, but changing your appearance is still important even on a date."
Suzuki Sonoko takes this appearance issue very seriously.
Now is the perfect chance to fix Ren's appearance problem.
"First, and most importantly, it's the hairstyle."
"Your bangs are too long, hiding your whole face beneath them."
"Your hair needs trimming—not all of it, just the bangs—so half your face is exposed."
"And there's the glasses issue."
A hint of hesitation still lingered on her face.
In the end, she softly shook her head and rejected her original thoughts.
"You can keep wearing your glasses normally, but when you're on a date with me, switch to a different pair."
Normally, wearing glasses helps Ren avoid drawing attention; all you need to do is wear the pair I choose when we're on a date.
So you won't be noticed by the wrong people.
"Great! Since it's decided, come with me—I know a great hair salon nearby."
Before she finished speaking, she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward a peculiar-looking salon on the Tokyo Tower street.
Though both the exterior and interior looked lavish, there weren't many customers inside.
As they entered, a gracefully dressed woman immediately approached with a smile.
"Miss Suzuki, it's been a long time."
"Long time no see, Ms. Ono."
As she spoke, Suzuki Sonoko tugged on Ren Amamiya's arm.
"Today I need to give my friend a new look—do you have time?"
The woman's gaze swept over Ren Amamiya, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
"All my appointments today are in the afternoon—I have no morning bookings."
"That's perfect—give my friend a new look."
"Yes, I'd like you to adjust his bangs, and also give him some simple techniques to change his style easily."
"No problem, leave it to me."
Before sitting down, Ren Amamiya hadn't said a single word.
Well, he simply wasn't good at speaking to strangers.
Especially when he had no idea how to handle such a situation.
Only when seated did his stiff body relax slightly.
Suddenly, a finger pressed against his cheek.
"Hee-hee~ Aren't you totally confused?"
"... I'm not just confused—I'm frozen."
Suzuki Sonoko chuckled, playfully poking his cheek several more times with her finger.
"This is a famous hair salon."
"Normally, business is always good, and they operate on a membership system—meaning they only serve special clients."
In short, this was the world of the wealthy and the elite.
It was a world Ren Amamiya completely didn't fit into or understand.
After all, in every way, he was an ordinary person's representative—he had no idea how the rich lived.
"You really have brought me into a strange world."
"Can you say that?"
This remark earned her a glare from Suzuki Sonoko.
"I can throw the exact same line right back at you."
"You're the one who's truly special."
But these words weren't suitable to say outright.
Yesterday, Ran's words had shattered her worldview.
Knowing Ren's secret—and Ran's diary—she even felt her own wealthy status had become ordinary.
As they spoke, Ms. Ono had already arrived.
Ms. Ono's technique was precise, and her aesthetic sense excellent; under her hands, Ren Amamiya's messy curls were quickly tidied.
The bangs obscuring half his face were gradually trimmed away, and soon his forehead was neatly styled.
The half of his face previously hidden was now fully revealed.
Without those thick lenses, that face could be seen more clearly.
The entire face did not look very round; instead, it appeared somewhat thin.
Because he did not like to speak much, his face carried an extra air of coldness, giving people a strangely aloof impression.
"Oh ho~ As I thought."
Seeing Ren Amamiya's slightly aloof face at this moment, Sonoko Suzuki knew her feeling was correct.
Ren Amamiya's surface looks were in no way inferior to Kudo's; in fact, the impression that face gave carried even more temperament.
Although Sonoko Suzuki did not know where this wonderful temperament came from, she simply had that feeling.
PS: New book, seeking data.
End of Chapter
