The milf, the ghost, and the 9-queen conspiracy [Side Story 8 End]

Back on the farm in Kagamiishi, Anji's muffled protests rang out as she struggled to break free of the talismans binding her wrists, ankles, and mouth.

"Relax, you're a vampire ghost, right? This shit won't exorcise you in the slightest," Kurumi snarled as she firmly planted the sole of her green platform sneaker on Anji's forehead.

"Do ease up, Kurumi. We'll be releasing her shortly," a woman with long green hair clad in a light green shirt, capri jeans, and white sneakers smiled.

This was Lupe Jaumandre, Kurumi's mother and certified exorcist. With her naturally youthful looks and personality, many would often mistake her for Kurumi's older sister, which was exactly what she wanted. Kurumi didn't like this for obvious reasons though.

"And why do we have to release her? In fact, why'd you even ease up on the punishment when you beat her?" Kurumi snarled.

"Because I'm not going to just kill a spirit like her over an outrageous job request."

"I'll say it was. I'm the one that had to dress up like her, and I swear if this dye doesn't come out of my natural highlights..."

"We'll just shave you clean bald and grow it all from scratch!"

"FUCKING HELL NO!"

"I'd shave to match so you wouldn't be bald alone," Lupe pouted.

"Then shave your own damn head! I got a social life unlike you, one that's constantly being put to the tightrope thanks to all these damn requests we keep getting."

"And whose fault is that? Certainly not that of your dear mother, young enough to be mistaken for your older sister, who told you not to go and just implant that chip in your head to inflate your rating."

Kurumi glared as she pulled up her WWCF card. Though it looked normal and displayed a rating of 400, a quick wave of the hand changed it's color purple revealing a 2945 rating.

"I just wanted to try and enjoy the tournament, but no, I had to mess around and confuse people so I could play and lose to little miss prodigy. Who's also down-bad horny slut for going bald! I'm not gonna have my damn vacation ruined any further!"

Lupe sighed and stared at her phone. "I sympathize, but we both know we can't go against our requester. Now let's head out. We'll be needing disguises now that we've been seen."

"And that's why we should just exorcise the ghost vampire."

Lupe smiled and waved her hand, slowly causing the binding talismans on Anji to loosen. "And now, we bye," she giggled as she grabbed Kurumi and warped away with her.

Anji growled as she slowly rose to her feet. "The nerve of those two to kidnap and masquerade as me. I was about to get a good chess workout in, yet now I'm left with nothing of the sort. Oh, why must I be bound to this farm in the middle of nowhere?"

...

A bead of sweat ran down Kurumi's face as she found herself caped and seated in a salon chair at punk maiden.

"Dye-damaged, you say? Hmm, we can try fixing it, but if worse comes to worse, I'm afraid shaving will be the only option," Hina frowned.

"That wouldn't be too bad. You could even shave me to match, or better yet, why not just shave us clean bald n' browless and have us grow our hair back from scratch," Lupe giggled as she fluffed up Kurumi's hair.

"And what does your daughter think?"

"Oh? Do I not look like her sister?"

"I can tell. Comes with the territory. Now while we do honor parental requests if they have jurisdiction over their kids, if they don't, we respect the will of the client. How old are you, ma'am?"

"I'm 18," Kurumi grumbled.

"Then we listen to her."

"Oh boo. I wanted us both to go bald," Lupe pouted as she plopped down in the next salon chair over.

"Oh I get wanting to twin with your daughter, but we must respect our client's wishes. Now, how bald are we taking you?" Mocha asked as she caped Lupe in a clear plastic cape.

"Just short of permanent!"

"Understood."

Once the two had their hair washed, they each went their separate ways with Lupe getting shaved bald and Kurumi getting her green highlights restored.

"Woo! Look at mommy, Kurumi, she's gonna be smooth!" Lupe giggled as her head and eyebrows were lathered with shaving cream.

"Hope they smooth you then," Kurumi snarled.

"Oh don't worry. We'll make your mommy nice n' smooth," Mocha grinned as she quickly shaved Lupe smooth bald and browless.

Then came round two of the cream which saw Lupe's entire head and face encased in shaving cream along with her exposed skin.

"Ngh mmph ngh ngh mmph mmph ngh mmph [Now this is how to shave a woman]," Lupe giggled as she gazed at her creamy self in the mirror.

"And you got good drip taste for rockin the tank top, mom jeans, n' sneakers for your makeover to peak femininity," Mocha smiled as she tilted Lupe back and began shaving from the ankle up.

In no time flat, Lupe was done with the shaving and onto the hot wax and eyelash plucking while poor Kurumi ran into a problem.

"Ahgh! What dye did you use? This stuff is not mixing well with your hair!" Hina cried in angst.

"Oh no..."

"Sorry, but it's the only way. Don't worry, we'll just give you the bare minimum hair removal treatment," Hina sighed as she flipped on the clippers.

Tears rolled down Kurumi's faces as her hair plummeted to the floor. Lupe on the other hand seemed to be a tad too gleeful as she was unwaxed and encased in depilatory cream. Kurumi soon had her turn encased in shaving cream, emerging smooth bald and browless once it was all scraped off.

"Just the eyelashes and a wax, then you should be good," Hina nodded as Kurumi found her head, face, and exposed skin incased in a hot wax the same green color as her sneakers.

"Mmph ngh mmph, Mmph ngh mmph [I hate you, I hate you]," Kurumi cried as her eyelashes were plucked out.

"Don't worry, your hair will grow again," Hina assured her.

A few minutes later, both mother and daughter were smooth bald and shiny.

"And for you, ma'am, the stuff we used on you will prevent hair growth for a month," Mocha informed Lupe.

"That's plenty of time to have some fun. Now Kurumi, let's make the most of our twinning. I'm gonna call you, onee-chan," Lupe squealed.

"FUCKING HELL NO! YOU GAVE BIRTH TO ME!"

"Onee-chan's my daughter, kyaa!"

Kurumi let out a frustrated shriek before warping away a second later.

"Oh, guess I teased her too hard. No matter. Thanks for the fab work, ladies," Lupe waved as she too warped away.

"WWCF employees, though I think one of them was involved in a scandal," Mocha frowned.

"I don't recall any such thing," Hina giggled.

"Might just be rumors. Whelp, I'll clock out then."

Once Mocha was gone, Hina let loose a cute, but malevolent chuckle. "Mimoko. I think we found another one of your 9 queens."

[Side Story 8 End]