Appointment for two

Running home to change into a pink sleeveless sports bra, black athletic shorts, and white no-show socks, Mimoko quickly did her makeup before sliding into her trademark sneakers and heading out to Ikebukuro for rehearsals. Once there, she made her way to the stage where she me with Squidbeak, Alma, and the other co-stars.

"Nice drip," Mimoko whistled as she laid eyes on Alma's attire.

In contrast to her normal flashy kimono and zori, Alma was garbed in a green bra top, bright yellow sweat capris, and purple sneakers, all of which were Mizuse Niimi brand.

"Tis custom for me to wear looser fit when rehearsing," Alma happily huffed.

"And you came here in just basic shorts n' sneakers," a bald and browless girl garbed in a bra top, running shorts, and running shoes scoffed.

"Not true. These are Mizuse Niimi brand," Mimoko scowled as she gestured towards the "MN" logo on both her shorts and the backs of her sneakers.

"Yeah, like, we totes wear the same sneaks," a girl with sun-tanned skin and short strawberry blonde hair clad in a black sleeveless bra top, sky blue sweat capris, and all-white Mizuse Niimi brand sneakers smiled as she wrapped her arm around Mimoko. "Name's Stephanie. Stephanie Mädchenboss.

"Mimoko Inoue."

"Rad. I'm actually here from America. The Wizney channel I usually star on decided to buy broadcasting rights, and wanted one of their poster girls to be in this play."

"Which is why they hired one of their top actresses for the role," a voice growled.

Everyone turned to notice a woman clad in a latex purple overcoat and pink Mizuse Niimi brand sneakers. Her hair was stylishly dyed both pink and purple along with her eyebrows, but what stood at most about this beautiful woman was her long eyelashes.

"You're Lydia Lashley, the famous sit-com actress," Alma nodded.

"And as proper, another introduces my noble name. Stage play is normally below my level, save for Broadway, but the production value of this small play has caught my attention. Rejoice, for I'll be carrying this and all your careers to fame."

"Your ass will be covered in Chupacabra latex," Squidbeak snarled.

"You think I'm afraid of a little makeup? I've spent hours before being turned into a mummified demon."

"And if I say we gotta shave all your hair off, including those prized lashes of yours?"

Lydia's smile slowly began to fade before instantly returning tenfold. "The best actresses are those willing to shave their prized hair for the role."

The declaration drew applause from all, save for the grumpy Squidbeak and the bald girl.

"I don't give a shit. I'm just doing this for money. Now, it ain't just lashes here, all you are gonna be shaved clean, part of the "peak femininity" project the sponsors are pushing. Sounds stupid, but it'd give me a laugh to see beauties like you get shaved to bald freakdom," Squidbeak grumbled.

"A- Are we going to get shaved now?" Mimoko trembled.

"No, tomorrow. It's gonna be a spectacle, so no shaving your heads prior or you're fired. Now start rehearsing."

...

Mimoko pouted as she sat down at a bench inside Ryokoma's mall. "Why did I do something so impulsive?" she thought as she twiddled her hair and gazed up at the sign in front of her.

Though she didn't want to admit it, Mimoko really was hoping she'd get shaved bald then and there. With the ability to regrow her hair taken into account, she decided that she'd rebel and shave her head tonight, just to satisfy her inner desires, and use the hair regrowth formula before going out tomorrow. As such, she had made her way all the way down to Ryokoma where an infamous salon and SPA was based.

Known as Punk maiden rebellion, it was infamous for turning many a maidens into badass punks, at least in terms of style. That being said, it offered normal services that any ordinary salon did.

"Shousen-chan said this was where she booked an appointment. Hmm, it is getting late, maybe I should just go home... but I'm already here... It's not THAT late, the trains are still running for 3 hours, but I need to change lines," Mimoko thought as she teetered on whether to indulge in her bald rebellion or not.

"Didn't expect to see you here," a familiar voice chuckled.

Mimoko looked up to notice Hagemi standing before her. "Shousen-chan? I thought your appointment was hours ago."

"I look like I got a new style? I booked my appointment late. So why're you here? Gotta get a cut for that play of yours?"

"More or less," Mimoko nervously chuckled.

"Got good taste. The girls here will give you whatever wild cut you need, even shave ya bald n' ink every inch of your skin if you give the word."

Mimoko let out a yelp as she recoiled in shock.

"Relax, they're not like that Sorcha or Melisha. They respect their customer's wills. Want me to introduce ya?"

Mimoko nodded and was led inside the salon. There, she came face-to-face with a smiling bald woman clad in a black latex dress, sneakers, and bandage breast bindings. Every inch of her skin was tattooed a pale white, with some places being inked like rainbow paint oozing down her body from the head down.

"Welcome to Punk maiden rebellion at Ryokoma. You have an appointment?" the woman cutely smiled.

"One style for me," Hagemi grinned.

"And for her?"

"N- No appoint-"

"How many I say was on the reservation?" Hagemi asked.

"Hmm, you didn't specify," the woman frowned as she checked her logs.

"Appointment for two," Hagemi smiled.

"Understood, right this way. I'm Hina. What will we be doing for you both?" the bald woman smiled.

"I want something a bit more feminine and milf-like. Like, maybe straightening it out and making it a bit golder," Hagemi shrugged as she sat down.

"And for you?"

Mimoko sat down and stared down at her sneakers then back up at herself in the mirror, physically shacking as she mustered the courage to say what she wanted. "C- Complete... Completely bald... No hair... brows... eyelashes..."

"Hmm. Understood," Hina smiled as she spun Mimoko and Hagemi around to the sinks.

"You're doing us both at the same time?" Hagemi smiled.

"Washing one-handed is easy enough for me."