Absolutely retarded option

Today, a takeaway boy who has just joined the industry in a courier group in the Tokyo area posted a message: Damn, can you believe that the customer who ordered the meal made me buy a high-end suit and delivered it to my door, and gave me half a month's salary in pawn tip!

Everyone in the group was envious, firstly, they were envious of the good luck of the colleague, and secondly, they were envious of the guests who stayed overnight at the woman's house and had no clothes to wear the next day.

Same people are different!

The one who asked the delivery boy to buy clothes and deliver them to my door was precisely me.It’s okay to suddenly change sex, it’s okay to wear a torn skirt, but how can I, an innocent and good girl, have large-size clothes that can be worn by me who is 1.9 meters faster?For a while, I couldn't forget the look of the delivery boy when he was only wearing a floral bath towel to look at the door.

Compared with the unbearable past, the takeaway brother's brains are taller.With my eyes closed, I can imagine what he was thinking. Didn't my clothes get torn by a wild cat that doesn't exist in the house?

The hair was still so long after the sex change, and after changing into a high-end suit, I came to a certain high-end styling shop with the eyes of 100% female animals on the street.

The name of the shop is 'Damaged Things' which is very dark.

The lobby manager (female) threw off a few good sisters who were robbing the business and rushed up. I didn't stand still and slipped. I caught her with quick eyesight and hands.

"Thank you, customer, your order will be waived in our shop."

I am a frequent customer of this store, and when I was a girl, I never felt that this formulaic sister who always smiled (give me a [-]% discount at most) could treat customers so well.

"Is this okay, Miss Lisa?"

The ol with short blue hair said: "Please accept my apology, or the boss will deduct my salary if he finds out." Lisha secretly pointed to the middle-aged woman who looked like a customer sitting in the service area.

I know this person well!She often does hair with me, is she the boss?But I have asked other stylist ladies and they don’t know each other...it’s too social!Disguised as a customer to test the staff, and learned another trick.

I was graciously invited to my seat by Ms. Lisha, and she casually picked up the comb, "What kind of hairstyle does the guest want? It's a pity to cut such beautiful long hair short."

I have been here so many times before, and I have never heard you praise how my hair is, and I have never left my hands when I cut my hair.

"Miss Lisha, will you cut it for me yourself?"

She specializes in serving VVIP customers, and she must have a VVIP card. Last time, a housewife who didn't want to apply for a card yelled at Sister Lisha to cut her hair, and Sister Lisha was kicked out without even blinking an eye.

I looked at my impeccably handsome sexual version of myself in the mirror, and suddenly felt like bending over.

"Doesn't the customer want Lisha to be cut?" The mother-in-law Lisha actually showed me a vulnerable and hurt expression!Not good, not good!And I actually feel sorry for her!Yaoshoule, could it be that after being a man for several years, male hormones unknowingly transformed my brain, I was still thinking, and Mr. Mori Anaconda controlled my hand and grabbed Miss Lisha's hand.

I said like a one-in-a-million male god: "How about you cut it for me in the future?"

Miss Li Sha burst into tears and laughed, "What hairstyle do you want, sir?"

I was thinking about Sansun and I eating salted fish fried fish cakes, fish cakes, grilled fish, fried fish sashimi with pickled radish on the corridor of Tianshaoyuan, while listening to Sansun telling Osaka jokes, saying yes A samurai from the countryside stupidly wanted to shave his head, so he searched for a barber shop all over the street, but the barber shop was very expensive, so he went into the alley and found a small shop with a middle Young pretty woman asks him if he washes his hair?The samurai thought he would have to wash his hair if he cut his hair.The woman in the barber shop asked him which hair to wash, the samurai was stunned, and he only had one.

A reminiscing smile appeared on my face: "Wash the hair above the neck."

"........."

Miss Lisa took a step back, looking at me in horror.

Like I'm a scumbag.Am I your uncle?

She ran to another sculpting girl who had no customers and was bored playing with her mobile phone from time to time. She covered her belly with a painful expression on her face and pointed at me. The sculpting girl nodded in surprise. , to express my gratitude to Miss Lisha, and then I saw Miss Lisha rush into the bathroom dedicated to internal personnel with agility, shut the door firmly, and did not show up for the next hour.

I:……

The little girl who was ordered to be in danger ran to me happily, as if she saw the village party secretary of a beautiful female college student who went to the mountain alone to teach.

"Hello guest, I'm Sayuri." The modeling girl bowed to me.

"Miss Lisa, are you feeling unwell?"

Sayuri picked up the comb and combed the ends of my hair, and said casually, "Well, Miss Lisha is still in good health after accidentally having a miscarriage last time."

... I seem to smell that this modeling room is about to start a palace fight.

The good news is that I am no longer a member of the women fighting in the harem, but the center of their fighting - the emperor.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

The styling girl brought me a thick styling manual and asked me to choose what hairstyle to cut.

"Guest, your hair quality is very good. There are not many men like you who are suitable for long hair. How about I cut you a hairstyle suitable for ponytail? Look, this is the most popular long ponytail in the world at present. , Of course, if you cut this hairstyle, it will definitely look better than the model in the photo."

The male model in the picture is a Russian goblin with blond hair and blue eyes. If you take a closer look, I look better than him.

"I want to cut a more manly hairstyle."

The sculpting girl stared straight at my pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and gluteal muscles and smiled awkwardly for a few seconds, "You really know how to joke." If this guest's masculinity is not enough.Then [-]% of men in Japan are sissies.

I 'modestly' embarrassed smile.

Suddenly I turned to a page of pictures, my eyes lit up, "That's it."

The picture shows a handsome European man with dreadlocks.This little dreadlock must be handsome with a wicked smile.

"Good guest."

The styling girl took me to wash my hair.

"Will you wash it yourself or I'll—"

"I will do it myself."

The modeling girl went out with regretful eyes.

After 5 minutes, I washed my hair neatly and dried it with a blow dryer.

"Are you ready? Guest? Don't blow it too dry."

I put on my coat and went out.

Just now the next door to me was still empty, and someone sat on it after a while.The business of this store is really good.

Immediately afterwards, I noticed the tall figure and messy dreadlocks of the later guests.

This hairstyle is really handsome.

Could it be that the height of the Japanese has mutated recently? This kind of height is really rare on the streets of Japan. —A lady stylist in the store.

I opened the swivel chair to face the mirror, and the guest next to me raised his big hand and grabbed the towel covering his face.

He was actually an acquaintance, and my eyes widened involuntarily. Isn't he my junior high school classmate Shogo Huizaki?Why did he become so black and strong, and even dyed his hair, is he stimulated!

By the way, he was kicked out of the basketball team and Xiao Fanase took his place.

Damn, such a big thing to a junior high school student is no less than the father and mother handing over the throne of the family to the younger sister, not only that, but not letting the younger sister pay for him to marry a wife and buy a house, it's really explosive!

My overly direct gaze made Haizaki Shougo very upset. He glanced at me and found that I was a sexy macho not weaker than him. He clicked his tongue in displeasure, and said provocatively, "What are you looking at?"

If this was in my hometown in the northeast of Shantun, I would have to answer "What are you doing?" Then we would pick up anything that can be used as a weapon in the barbershop, such as an ironing board that can be used for barbecue after being powered on, and give each other a sexy burnt tattoo. , or pick up the folding stool, which is the first of the top ten hidden weapons, and make a strong move, and finally develop into the fighting between the two village-level organizations of Kaoshantun and Malanpo. The tragedy is deep and the scope is wide. The sluices dried up downstream.If there is no coordination from the village head (Akashi), it will develop into a ritual fighting on the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day every year on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, and it will be inherited by the next generation as a family or clan war.

Then it was written into the local county annals, titled "The Song of Kaoshantun and Malanpo" [Song of Ice and Fire]

In order not to make the winter approaching, I swallowed the domineering look at you.He greeted Haizaki very masculinely, "I want to braid my hair, so I took a look at you."

Haizaki snorted twice, "For you have vision."

I laugh while saying nothing.

The little girl who cut the hair broke her fingers. I was really afraid that she would suddenly show a frenzied smile and tell me that she was originally pink and blond and her hair was dyed, and then asked me what is 1000 minus 7.

Braiding is a patient, meticulous and time-consuming job. After half an hour, the little stylist finished half of the braids.

Miss Lisha finally came out of the toilet, walked to the service area and said something to the boss who secretly observed and monitored the employees.

Said that I really feel that the boss is like a class teacher or a grade teacher or a rare principal who sneaks out from the back door to observe the students' learning.Depending on the geographical location, the head teacher, the grade teacher or the principal can also poke their heads out of the glass windows, the ceiling under renovation.

The degree of horror is also different according to the appearance and the degree of baldness.

If the gap under the door was bigger, I believe the head teacher, grade teacher or principal would turn into a mollusk to poke their eyeballs in.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of the movie Melting Pot released in South Korea not long ago.

——I have a long telescope that can see the situation in your home.

Or turn around and see the principal lying on top of the toilet door.

It's a nightmare just thinking about it.

Even if you are worried about students, you can't chase them into the toilet, maybe they will be pulled into the pipe by the toilet master and become a long strip.

The pipe is not easy don't break it.

Do you think you are a mermaid?

"Does the guest want to apply for a card?"

My muscles tensed up suddenly, as if I heard the beeping of the absolute option.

The ultimate sales secret of the modeling house beauty salon - apply for a card.

People engaged in these two industries must have received the same pre-employment training, and there is only one purpose: as long as you enter the store, I will have a way for you to apply for a card; as long as you have your hair done, I can make your mouth the same length Time allows you to apply for a card; as long as you get on the massage table, I have a way to let you apply for a card; as long as you try any free experience service, I have the ability to let you apply for a card.

I have to say that the person who invented the card is a fucking genius.

Employees who cannot allow customers to apply for cards are unqualified employees.

I smiled reservedly, "I have a VVIP card from your store."

Miss Lisa showed a shocked smile, "Is it a branch card?"

"It's from our shop."

Miss Lisha responded very quickly, "Is it your family's?"

"Yes."

"The VVIP card is for personal use only."

Ever since I said to wash the hair on top, Ms. Lisha has become a ruthless OL.

What a snobby woman.

The braided girl said: "Didn't the manager say to give this guest free? It doesn't matter if you don't apply for a card. Also, although the vvip card can only be used by yourself, it's just a statement. Whether you need ID card and fingerprint verification, but every month If the accumulated amount is limited, it will not work.”

Miss Lisha glared at the little girl who made trouble.

It's really a story - the biography of the stylist in the harem.

The little girl glanced at Miss Lisha proudly, and said to me courteously, "Did you bring your card?"

"Ah."

I pulled the VVIP card out of my wallet.

The wallet was also bought by the delivery guy.But I didn't tell him, such a strong and careful takeaway guy can definitely be the general manager of Eatme Tokyo.

The little girl took the card.

By the way, the VVIP card of this store always has the customer's name on it.A chic signature was machine printed to show respect.so--

The sharp-eyed Ms. Lisha saw the signature on the back of the card, "Are you Ms. Daoleyan's brother?"

I:"……"

Haizaki: "(ΩДΩ)!!!(;OдO)!!!"

I'm."

As soon as I turned my head, Haizaki's hands clasped my broad shoulders like iron hoops, "Are you the brother of that woman in Dorayan? Why did she lose contact with me after high school? Think Shall I dump my father after playing?"

I:…………

I never knew I was such a social woman in Haizaki's mind.