Have a Meal Before You Go

Cheolho washes his head, wipes it off with a towel, and slowly begins to dry.

This head is so annoying.

When I used to play in the battlefield, I used to cut it cool. But you can't just push it away very quickly.

A certain amount of hair helps fight sweat absorption. It didn't matter what you looked like, it didn't save your life.

Of course.

That's when it happened. I've become a body without a drop of sweat, no matter how hard I work.

“Mm-hmm.”

Cheolho looks at the mirror and scratches his back neck, looking at his long hair. The last time I cut my hair, I grew black and thick and hot.

I'm gonna have to cut it off.

.

When I cut my hair, I used a small salon next to Shinchon Hospital.

It was not because they cut their hair well or because it was cheap.

“Oh my! It's been a long time! ”

It's because I like this girl who cuts her hair.

“It's been a while.”

Chulho lightly greeted him and sat down in a chair.

There are no guests, and the girl's cutting skill is also a little farther than anywhere else. I still like living hard, so I tend to sell or visit while visiting.

“You've grown so much! ”

The girl's name was Yu Jin and she was just over twenty years old. She was the head of a girl living with one brother.

“How can I cut it? ”

Cheolho was most embarrassed by that question.

“Mmm-hmm....... How do you usually cut these days? ”

“It's a little short these days. Do you prefer short or long? ”

“I like it short. ”

“Then…… let's see. How about this?”

The girl gave out a magazine with surprising eyes. It was a magazine shot by models of different hairstyles. I took a picture of one of the dog styles.

It's an old magazine. Cheolho smiled. I never thought I'd see a magazine here 30 years ago.

The model Eugene pointed to was a very famous soccer player 30 years ago. The legend of England, famed not only for its amazing skills but also for its stylish fashion.

Seeing Chulho thinking about the past for a moment, Eugene nodded his head.

“Got it! This is a slipback undercut, um....... I think you'll look great! ”

“Oh, I see. ”

Cheolho nods. Anyway, hairstyles are hard to adapt because they have a lot of difficulty saying before and now.

Sprouts -

Chulho sat in a chair with a cut gown. The air is warm. The furnace gives you the right temperature, so you can sleep in the sole. I closed my eyes as I went along.

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- Maze Lycas, you don't care about your hairstyle, do you?

- Oh, yeah.

Aramir Lantero asked, covering the neck of the helmet in a chair with a coat.

- Look at his white hair. I hurt my head a lot.

- I think so.

- I think you deserve a short one. Now, let's see.

Chulho looks at her. Her blue eyes remain in her head.

- You've sacrificed a lot, but you can't take that back.

In Aramir Lantero's voice, Chul-ho grins.

- I don't want it.

- I don't have anything for you either.

- I already got a lot.

Lantero starts trimming Iron Tiger's head. It was a blue glowing blade. You hear a screech, and the hair of the hot squid falls to the ground.

- Maybe, I'll go into long hibernation.

-.......

- for us to choose a longer future. It's not that big of a time for a dragon for hundreds of years.

-.......

- But your time, it's not our time. It's infinitely short, so it's even more valuable.

Scraper

She trimmed Iron Hoe's head for a long time.

- So, Maze Lycas. Don't sacrifice your life anymore. Live the rest of your life, enjoy it.

Her voice was as dreamy as a dream.

- He lives his life. Do you have a dream?

- There was.

- What's your dream?

- Well...

At that time, Chulho looked over there.

I saw a world where war had ended. The black smoke did not rise, and the whole world was yellow.

Chulho was sitting on the balcony of a giant flying creature, staring at the whole world. The floating ship that quietly wealths the end of the sky walks on top of the whole world.

The cut hair flows to the other side.

They scatter to all sides along the wind.

Warm sun. And a fragment cloud. Pleasant temperature.

I didn't want to break up, but it was the last time I saw someone I needed to break up with.

Suddenly, I said so.

- I want to do a restaurant.

- The restaurant?

She laughs as if she's funny.

Funny, isn't it?

- You'd make a great restaurant owner.

-.......

Buy me a meal when I see you again someday. He did not say, etc.

With nothing to say, Lantero comes back to you, kneeling quietly.

You look good in short hair, too.

I remembered that smile.

.

Chulho opened his eyes.

I felt like I had a deep sleep. Somehow I had a dream long ago.

Eugene was just going through the last process of trimming his hair.

“It's over!”

She shouts in a cheerful voice as if her breasts were overflowing. Cheolho looked at the full-length mirror in front of him.

Steel Lake, which had a hot head, was nowhere to be found, sat down in a very clean and trendy shape.

“Huh?"

“Perfect.”

Her eyes are wide open.

“Oh, my God!"

“....... ”

Even Chulho couldn't believe his change a bit. Can one hairstyle change like this?

The style that had been swept to one side in the form of a foam mart looked very refined to him.

“Well, the boss was so fit and proportionate and handsome. This style fits perfectly. Awesome!”

She was proud and moved to the shampoo booth. After washing her hair neatly, she dries well and then finishes the setting even lightly, then nods her head.

“It's done!”

“Oh, well done. ”

Cheolho pulled the bills out of his pocket.

“How much?”

“Ten dollars!”

Cheolho smiled and pulled out a bill.

“Well done.The change is a tip. ”

Her eyes twist after checking the bills.

It wasn't a $10 bill, it was a $100 bill.

“Oh, my God! ”

“Come for dinner next time. ”

Chulho walked out of the store smiling. I felt very good since morning.

* * *

“Pa, Pa, Pa! ”

As soon as Tangerine came into the restaurant, I was surprised. And he frowned backwards.

“Huh?"

“Who are you? ”

Tangerine was asked with boundaries. The armpits in the top pocket of the tangerines held out their heads.

[This is Steelho.]

“Papa?”

Then Tangerine walked forward as if she couldn't believe it.

“Bird Prize Kid! Pop, pop, pop. ”

“Thank you so much for that. ”

Tangerine smiled and touched the head of the helmet. Tangerine, who was a recurring freshwater fish, suddenly opened her mouth.

“Papa, that's losing. ”

Tangerines came down from the arms of Iron Tiger and rubbed their backs against the wooden pillars of the rice house.

Chulho tilted his head and stretched out his offspring. Tangerine tried to scratch her back with her elongated offspring and failed.

The enzymes only had half the tangerine body, but they put it on their back and scratched a lot.

“Lose. ”

Eventually, I took off his jacket and scratched his back. Nowadays, tangerines have often said that their back itches. After scratching for a long time, Tangerine turned into a dragon.

“Oh.”

Chulho found an anomaly on the back of a tangerine that had turned into a dragon. The two small wings of a tangerine were covered with peeling skin.

“Hold still. ”

Steel tore the skin off his wings. Tangerine cracked my tail and smiled as if it were cool.

I saw my wings grow quite big. Not only wings, but skin was white all over the body. As the tangerines struggled, the crunchy skins crumbled down.

At the same time, Tangerine's body glowed blue.

“Oh.”

Chulho carefully retreats back. Looks like he's growing up.

Since he had never grown since he had done a few desserts before, Chulho carefully waited for the progress.

Whoa!

Tangerine's body grew slightly bigger.

No, it's only wings that have grown. The wings grew from the wings of the previous chicken, to the size that it could fly in the sky.

Tangerine opened her eyes wide.

Bam!

And it was a polymorph.

The polymorphic tangerines didn't change much.

He's about four or five years old. And the baby's face. Tiny hands and feet. What's different?

Chulho tilts his head, but then he sees something different.

It was hair.

The hair that was slightly touching the existing shoulder was long enough to lower the shoulder. The colors have changed. If they were silver, they are now a mysterious color with a very slightly transparent blue light.

Tangerine smiled as she touched her hair.

“Sean, do it! ”

Chulho was impressed to see the tangerines change in person. It was so amazing that the child grew up that it was unbelievable.

Perhaps this child will continue to grow.

A dragon around the age of a Khan looks a teenager in human form. Perhaps one day you will see the teenagers of Iron Tiger Tangerine.

Above all.

Chulho thought.

‘I have to buy a hairband. ’

I heard that there is a desire for fathers with daughters to tie their daughter's hair, and that desire began to spring up in her mind.

If tights matched short hair, tangerines also seemed to match longer hair.

* * *

Khan has found another empty gate today.

Today, I was wandering around the western unmanned area drinking, but I was eager to use my new sword, so I stepped into the gate.

Khan is a master of the 'Muscle' and ‘Master of Swords’ classes and has been advanced in the mid-level class called 'Power of Regeneration’.

The problem is the power of regeneration.

I had to be wounded and resurfaced to raise the class. To do that, you have to meet a comparable opponent. However, it is difficult to meet such a person.

This was the night of the moon, with lakes and bushes to the left and to the right.

Pastel tones of colour.

The main monster is the Spirit Gate.

“Mm-hmm.”

Wind Spirit and Water Spirit. I only see two species. They were busy moving in a panic.

“What is it?”

Khan makes a volatile move against the gate.

There are two kinds of spirits. Practicing swordsmanship at this gate doesn't seem like a good idea.

I was just about to take a look around, but the sky on the other side split open.

Shoot! Aah!

And fireballs started pouring down from the cracks in the split dimension.

It changed from one burning sphere to a human form.

“Isn't that the Spirit of Fire? ”

As the Fire Spirits appeared, the Wind and Water Spirits began to flee in a frenzy.

In the middle of the escape, the compartment stands still.

Glug glug!

The eyes of the Fire Spirits are on the Khan.

“....... What is this? ”

The Khan mutters as if it were unpleasant.

< What, this? > End

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