Echos of Bald Loch [End]

"Bloody fuck, I'm bloody bald... Fuck me, queen," I trembled as I cooed at my bald self in the mirror.

"Ah, but we aren't done just yet. Notes say we gotta ink a talisman on your head," Hina smiled as she presented a tattoo gun before me.

"Bloody fuck... Can you do me like you?"

"You want your entire head and face inked like mine? You got it, girlfriend."

Fuck, I've been corrupted.

Yet to my surprise, the entire process was oddly blissful and before I knew it, I was twinning with Hina, save for the Chinese characters of the talisman artfully integrated into the masterpiece that was my head.

"NOW, you're all done," Hina smiled as she uncapped me.

Oh yeah, the inked bald look meshes exquisitely with my outfit. I really could be a model-

"Thea..."

Is someone-

"Theodora..."

Huh?

"WAKE UP!"

...

"GAH!"

My eyes suddenly shot open to be greeted with what looked to be the ceiling of the office.

I wearily reached my hand to my forehead, and found to my surprise that my hair was back. Bolting up, I grabbed a mirror and confirmed I was back to normal.

"Oi, you had us worried. Why'd ya eat that sus Serbian dish?" an officer asked.

"What? The fast food..."

"It was from that shady shack we were investigating for drug smuggling. Theodora, you had us worried when you gobbled it all down," Nicki frowned.

"Huh? But the talisman, my head shaving..."

"Yes, yes, we'll get you checked out proper."

It seems everything was a dream. Once whatever Serbian drugs were pumped into that meal were out of my system a few days later, I was given a vacation and opted to go to Japan with Nicki.

"You said you dreamed you got shaved bald, and enjoyed every second of it? Wow, they really put some nasty stuff in that food."

"Can it. We're going to your hometown, not Tokyo. I need... to relax."

And relax I did, yet it seems I'd still end up bald one way or another thanks to an encounter with a certain girl known as Mimoko Inoue.

[End]