"Azsa, isn't your hair growing?

That's what they pointed out as I went to Yuhu Mama's house and relaxed.

"Oh, yeah? I didn't really care."

"Yeah, it's getting a little long. Especially when you roll over on the couch."

Ugh...... Indeed, I was ashamed because I was grinding on the couch.

"Well, next time, you're gonna go hang up. Oh, was it too stretched..."

"Oh, I've come up with something nice."

Something about an octave taller Yuhu Mama's voice.

"That's right. All I have to do is cut you. I have scissors. Hehe ~"

Quickly, Yufu's mom opens the tans with the trinkets in them and is starting to look for scissors.

"Hey, hey! I haven't told you to hang up yet!

"Don't worry. I haven't been a spiritual for a long time. That's about it."

"You don't have any connection to the fact that you're good at cutting hair with spirits who do."

Nothing, I'm not suspicious of Yuf Mama, but it's too mysterious in terms of technology, so I'm just suspicious if I can leave it to you.

I'm cutting my own hair, too.

Yuhu Mama put her fingers in her hair to comb (su).

"Oh well. Then I wonder if you're good..."

Yuhu Mama is quite stylish. Isn't he quite advanced among spirits?

Most of all, some cure arenas are wandering painters, so it's a mystery how many spirits might be living with fashion in mind...

Even when I went to the World Spirit Conference, it seemed like the man's spirit was showing off his muscles naked in his upper body... There seems to be a certain number of layers of men's spirits who are coming to battle to show their muscle beauty, not fashion.

"Besides, it was my dream to cut my daughter's hair ~"

Yuufmama said it sounds funny.

Ugh! A look like a mom!

If you look at that face, you can't say no as a daughter!

"I get it. Yufu, Mom, cut it off! Zuba!

I also thumb up and respond. Take one skin off for your mom's smile!

"Oh no. I'm not hanging up with Zuba. I'll be more polite."

Thus, a haircut by Yuhu Mama was to be done.

I sit in a chair and get a cloth wrapped around my neck. I look like I'm bluffing.

It's not a store, it's just a room, so I'm somewhat anxious about not having a mirror, but I think Yuf Mama can handle it there because she looks like one.

"Well, here we go. Start by dampening your hair. Yes, if I touch it, it'll get moist."

It's like a fog. It's unnecessary!

"All right, let's go."

Zah! Zah! Ba!

That, Yuhu Mama, don't scissors in momentum for your laid back character......

Quite, I feel like I'm doing it with Zuba.

Bassa! Bassa! Zaku!

Pretty much, I hear offensive noises. I'm getting more and more anxious.

"Um, Mom, maybe we could do it a little more modestly...?

"It's okay. How dare you? Oh, I think I cut you too much."

"What!? Yufu Mama, it's still about ten seconds to go, but I heard words that I wouldn't listen to..."

"Don't worry. Because even if you cut too much, you cut too much about level one. I can fix as much as I want. An extra magician."

In this world, there was a marginal expression.

"I get it. I believe in Yufu Mama."

"Yeah. Leave it to me. Because I won't fail anymore."

That's funny, I think I heard the expression failure......

Passa, Passa, Sassa!

Yeah, I think I'm cutting more carefully than I was earlier.

"Oh, I hung up too much again ~"

"Yuhu Mama!? Are you sure you're okay!? Isn't that even worse!?

"It's okay. 'Cause this is cool."

"That's the expression you use when your friends cut your hair and it was subtle! Are you sure, really, you're okay?

"Azsa, believe me about your mom. I can't leave now. When I interrupt here, it gets really weird. It's about level 53."

"I've risen dramatically from level one earlier!

How much experience have you had in this short time?!?

"Well, when it comes to Safe or Out, it's Safe by Out"

They say things that are going to come to the top of the line I don't want to hear in the store......

"All you have to do is make this almost as safe as it would be safe and not a problem right now. Yeah, I can do that! …… oh, level 56."

The level of overcutting is up by three again!

"I can, I can. From here, from here. All right, here's the deal.... Yeah, Safe Neighborhood Out"

"I'm already out!

I even admitted I was out to my mom!

I want to see the mirror! No, rather, I don't want to see it!

"Azsa, trust my mom. Mom's love is real."

"Yuff, your hair's a problem now, isn't it? It's not about love or spiritual concepts, is it?

There's a suspicion that you're about to delude.

"When it comes to out, it's a level 31 out. You can narrow this down to about level 15 out."

"Didn't I just say level 53 or something?

"That's an overcut level, and this is an out level."

"Level 31 is pretty good... If you're an adventurer, you're a skilled person..."

"So I'm going to take this down to an out level of 15, which is pretty active in my third year of career."

"Either way, you're out!

- After that, terrible times ensued.

A little bit of "level 63 out" or "too intermediate cut" or "That's not me right now, you're a bad scissors" or "Don Mai, Don Mai!" I heard disturbing words, "but I stopped caring anymore.

"Yeah, I got it! It's called incomplete!

I want you to stop adding weird expressions and honestly say it's done!

"Yes, Azsa, this is what happened."

Yuhu, my mom brought a mirror of appearance before me.

There was me with significantly shorter hair and a big head.