The beauty of Mizuse Niimi

Iori scowled as she gazed down at the clean floor then back up at her now bald and browless reflection in the mirror. "So this is my punishment? Lame."

Despite her bald appearance, Iori was in fact simply wearing a bald cap. Sensing that Iori would likely capitalize on her punishment, Utami had opted to instead just force her to wear a bald cap to prevent her from getting a consolation prize. And it had worked as Iori was pissed and demanding that Michiko just shave her anyway.

"Sorry, but I'm not the kind of woman that goes against my customer's wishes to suit my own agenda, unlike my subordinate," Michiko huffed.

"I'm just as pissed. I got so excited thinking you were really going to be bald, but no. Bald cap. Never should've stocked them," Ai grumbled.

"I'd also like to know why you have a drawer full of them."

"Same reason we got drawers of leashes and gag balls; clients be kinky."

Michiko sighed and shook her head. "Now that bald cap took a hell of a time to put on without cutting off any of your hair, so you damn well not ruin it until your so-called "punishment" is over," she glared at Iori.

"You half-assed it though. I advertised my punishment as EXTREME so why didn't you hide my eyelashes?" Iori pouted.

"Because it's impossible to hide them, that's why. Use video editing software if you want to make it look like you have no eyelashes without actually plucking them out."

"Yeah, yeah," Iori grumbled as she hopped out of the chair and pulled out her phone. "KYAAAAAAAAAAH! I'M BALD! MY EYEBROWS ARE GONE TOO! I'M HIDEOUS... PSYCH! It's just a bald cap! My eyebrows are also chillin’ just fine under some latex. Originally, I was prepared to sacrifice all my hair follicles for the views, but Lame-tami decided to half-ass things and ordered me to just wear a bald cap for the rest of the day. Welp, guess I'll make use of it!"

Just then, Mimoko and Utami entered the salon. Both looked extremely flustered with Mimoko's face bright red and Utami looking like she was ready to kill someone.

"H- How could he utter such a thing!?"

Iori naturally asked for the details, but not before trying to prank Mimoko that she had actually shaved her head, resulting in her receiving a mighty slap from Utami.

"Maybe I should have had her shave you for real, or at least done something about your vulgar mouth," Utami glared.

"I could sew her mouth shut or just use a gag ball if you want," Ai smiled as she opened a drawer full of gag balls.

"Uh, w- Why do you have so many?"

"Cuz some of my clients just LOVE being humiliated. These ones also come with lock and key, so the victim can't remove it themself. Want one?"

Utami glanced at the drawer of gag balls before glancing back over at Iori. "Well, I wouldn't mind shutting her up for the rest of the night."

Ai nodded before quickly approaching Iori and gagging her before she could react.

"MMPH!? NGH MMPH NGH!?"

"Sorry, but that's the final part of your punishment. It will also keep you from just ripping off your bald cap so that's another plus," Ai smirked as she handed the key to the gagball to Utami.

"MMPH NGH MMPH!" Iori tearfully glared as she ran up to Utami.

"You will stay like that for the rest of the night," Utami scoffed as she began to head towards the secret puzzle cafe with Mimoko.

"Oh, want a leash too? I've got plenty of those as well," Ai smiled as she opened a drawer filled with collars and leashes.

"What the hell is wrong with your clients!?"

Mimoko was still in a dazed state thanks to Peter, and unable to process things proper for the time being. Iori quickly took notice and demanded to know the details, yet Utami still refused to elaborate. 

"In that case, allow me to explain, since I saw everything," Mizuse smiled as she strolled in.

...

Iori let loose a series of muffled snickers as Mizuse finished the story. Had she not been gagged, she would have instantly teased Mimoko over her confession from Peter.

"The nerve of that man. What a vile thing to throw Mimoko-sama off her game! There's still a rapid tournament after this," Utami fumed.

"Ara, you seem to care for her a lot yourself. Now I believe it's my turn to ask some questions. Did this young woman truly shave all her hair off?" Mizuse asked as she smiled at Iori.

Michiko quickly explained that Iori was not in fact bald, but simply wearing a bald cap.

"Oh, well, you certainly look good. Clearly a sign that you possess inner beauty. And speaking of which..."

Ai began to breathe heavily as Mizuse gracefully sat down in a salon chair and took off her jacket and slid off her skirt, revealing a yellow bikini underneath.

“Not gonna take your shoes off?” Ai asked as Mizuse folded up her clothes before gracefully sitting down.

“Of course not. Sneakers are peak femininity, so naturally I’ll be wearing them as I undergo my most radical makeover to date,” Mizuse smiled as media began to swarm the salon.

“Well guess that makes it even kinkier… You’re gonna be the baldest bitch in the world when I’m done with you!” Ai squealed as she turned Mizuse towards the sink and began washing her hair.

Once that was done, she sat her up and draped er in a clear cape. "Just so you know, I shave all exposed skin, regardless of how smooth it already is," Ai giddily trembled as she grabbed the hair clippers.

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Oh, and by chance does this location have laser-"

"YOU BET WE DO AND I'M LASERING YOUR HEAD!"

Mizuse paused before letting out a chuckle. Ara, ara. I might never have hair again. Well as they say, bald is beautiful, and I’m one of the most beautiful women in the world.

As Ai flipped on the clippers the room was flooded with the sound of cameras clicking as Ai made the first pass with the clippers. Before anyone knew it, Mizuse’s long magenta hair was reduced to mere peach fuzz, her eyebrows were next to be buzzed, and after that was done, Ai ran a foil shaver all over her head and face, causing it to become smoother. Once that was done, Ai giddily lathered Mizuse’s head and eyebrows with shaving cream and turned her to face the media.

“Ara, quite the metamorphosis I'm undergoing,” Mizuse smiled before Ai spun her back around and began shaving her with a razor. After that was done, Ai threw off Mizuses’s cape and began lathering up her head and face with shaving cream, leaving just her eyes visible. She continued by lathering up the rest of Mizuse’s exposed skin before stepping back to admire her work.

“You’re right. The sneakers clash well with the shaving cream. Should have worn a white bikini to complete the look,” Ai giggled as she tilted Mizuse’s chair back and began shaving her legs.

Mizuse let out a muffled giggle as the razor glided across her divinely smooth legs, torso, and arms, before making its way up to her soon to be equally divinely smooth head. Once the shaving was done, it was on to the wax. Just like with the shaving cream, all of Mizuse’s exposed skin was covered in hot green wax, with just her eyes visible. As the wax hardened, Ai took advantage of Mizuse’s immobilized state to pluck all her eyelashes out, before smearing some wax over her eyes.

Everyone gasped in horror as Ai gleefully ripped all the wax off, causing Mizuse to let out a series of muffled grunts. Though they were even more shocked at Mizuse’s completely hairless appearance.

“Ara, is it THAT head turning?” Mizuse giggled as Ai began encasing her in depilatory cream.

Once that was done, all that was left was the lasering and the oiling and Mizuse was done. Ai then turned her towards the mirror and pulled back the curtains, causing Mizuse to gasp at her new appearance.

She stayed in a state of shock, before touching her head and letting out a blissful moan, causing her to go red in the face. “Ara, this is certainly an experience. But like all the looks I’ve sported over the years, I’ll sport it with pride,” she smiled as she turned to face the media.

Journalists naturally began crowding her and asking her questions, while Ai slumped down on a chair and began shoving her hand down her skirt. “Ugh, can’t hold it in…”

“NOT IN THE SALON!” Michiko fumed as she quickly dragged Ai away.

"That was insane! She just let that psycho turn her into a hairless freak! But through the whole thing, she was smiling. Why?" Mimoko thought.

Luckily for Mimoko, a reporter asked that very question on her mind.

"Ara? Well, I'm sure you know that I smile through every metamorphosis. Sure there are times when I want to cry, but I must not, for it could be that very makeover that inspires a girl to gain confidence in herself and step out of her comfort zone. Women's beauty is about showing off your femininity with pride. No matter what metamorphosis you go through or what the end look is, always make sure to smile with pride and think, "I am beautiful." Sure some may jeer, you yourself might even gasp, but always make sure to smile with pride because you are beautiful."

"That's inspiring to say the least. But you mentioned that you believe your new look is "peak femininity", care to explain?"

"Well, that's an easy answer; MY personal state of peak femininity seems to change with each new look I embrace. Or perhaps it simply heightens. This was by far the most extreme makeover I've gotten to date, and as you saw, I let out quite the gasp at the grand reveal. But the very fact that I did it filled me with a sense of pride and admiration. I'll admit, I believe myself to be the most beautiful woman in the world, this is why I model all my clothes and experiment with various hairstyles. Aside from sneakers which as you know, I'll preach to my dying breath are the true peak femininity footwear, it's much trickier to pin down the peak femininity apparel and hair style. That tends to depend on the woman herself, but many women may be hesitant to try something new. That's why I hope to inspire them by showing that if I, the most beautiful woman am willing to embrace all these looks for the sake of beauty, then perhaps they can too. Perhaps they've been mocked for their style, but if they see me embracing the look they were mocked for with pride, perhaps it can inspire them to say, Fuck the haters, this look is peak femininity. They laugh, I smile and strut past, not giving a fuck what they think, because I know, I'm beautiful."

"So why go completely bald? You even lasered your head for goodness sake!"

"Ara, ara. Well I wanted to go as bald as you could possibly go for the full experience. Though what I certainly didn't expect was my head to feel THIS good. Why, I'm unable to stop my cheeks from blushing when my head is touched. In the short-term, I feel I will become addicted to this style. It is by far the best I've ever felt."

As the press descended into more murmuring, Mimoko stared in awe. While she had no issue with constantly changing her clothing, she had always been stagnant when it came to her hair. Part of it was that she was satisfied with her current style, but there was a part of her that wanted to try new things.

"Mizuse-chan, that was so badass."

"Hmm? Oh, could you all pause so we could hear what that young woman has to say?" Mizuse smiled.

Mimoko froze as all eyes turned to her. She had said her thoughts out loud. She began to tense up a bit, but turned to notice Utami and Iori. Utami was smiling in approval while Iori... had a more malicious look on her face as she filmed everything, likely hoping Mimoko would embarrass herself. Yet that was all it took for Mimoko to clench her fist and take the challenge head-on.

"Mizuse-chan, the fact that you're willing to just shave off all your hair for the sake of showing off the style's beauty is what truly makes you the embodiment of badass peak femininity. But... don't think I'm gonna be shaving my head. Too extreme for me."

"Ara, no shame in that. What's peak femininity for me, might not be peak femininity for you. The bald look takes a lot to pull off, so I'd only recommend going for it if you're truly resolved and proud of the beauty you've achieved prior. In fact, I'd dare say the key to achieving the peak femininity of the bald look was the fact that I considered my hairstyle prior to be my peak femininity style. Thus, the fact that I decided to confidently shave it all off showcased that I was confident in beauty. Perhaps this is the true reasoning behind why monks shave their heads. You let go of the hair you're so proud of, and embrace baldness with pride. In fact, I revise my earlier statement embracing the most extreme bald look is the key to peak femininity. Consider it the enlightenment of women's beauty. Ah my apologies, I'm just spouting my thoughts on the fly. Young woman, I thank you for your words of praise. And for the press, I believe we should go get some word on the street on my new look."

As Mizuse and the press dispersed, Mimoko smiled. "Truly an inspiring and badass woman. The enlightenment of women's beauty huh... Well, Mizuse-chan does tend to say a few eccentric things, but I still respect her none the less. Hmm, maybe I'll try going for a blonde pixie cut like Bella Badbitch herself, from the Badbitch series."

…

Rodeo sighed as he exited the playing hall. He had lost every game in the blitz tournament and was feeling dejected. However, he suddenly stopped as he heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Hey Gorou-san, why are you looking so down?" Yuzuha asked. 

Rodeo refused to answer, causing Yuzua to pout and attempt to drag him away wit her to the secret puzzle cafe. Rodeo didn't care and simply walked away, dragging Yuzuha along with him, not knowing he was being watched.

"Well, looks like we got a double header. This worked out even better than I had hoped," Haruki smirked as he watched the two from a distance. "I hope I can force the girl with the lug to be punished as a bargaining chip, but Skabby mentioned that the DESPER won't allow someone rated 500 points higher than the one being challenged to be tacked on to the bet as a bargaining chip. Let me just... Heh, she's only 100 points higher than him. Time for double despair," Haruki sneered as he pulled out his DESPER.