Close shave

Ichika maliciously smiled as the three judges began coughing on the floor. Rika  and everyone else present were under her hypnosis and couldn't do anything but watch. Tears began to pour out of Rika's eyes as she was forced to smile and watch it unfold.

"Shit! That bitch poisoned them! Dammit!, I can't do shit thanks to that damn hypnosis!" Waki thought as she was forced to stand and watch.

"What the hell is going on!? Why is Rika just standing and smiling!? Why can I only watch!?" Zuina thought.

"Dammit! So this is what she meant by hypnosis. Even though Rika's smiling like a loon, tears are pouring out of her eyes like crazy. How evil," Matcha thought

"PLEASE, PLEASE! SAVE THEM!" Rika tearfully pleaded in her mind.

"Sorry for the wait! I brought some water!" Mimi smiled as she exited the kitchen with three glasses of water.

She immediately poured them down the throats of the three judges, and sat them back up.

"Oh yeah, a doctor arrived and will take a look at this gentleman," Mimi smiled as a woman in a lab coat, mask, beanie and tinted glasses emerged from the kitchen.

"Huh? What's going on? Who's this!?" Ichika thought.

The doctor then smacked Masaru and Helga on their backs, eliciting a mighty cough from them, before they began to return to normal.

"Ugh, what happened?" Masaru groaned.

"Amateur probably put too much oil in and gave you heartburn. You'll be fine as long as you get some rest. Also brought some heartburn medication so take it if that pain returns in the next few hours," the doctor ordered as she placed small bottles of pills before Helga and Masaru before attending to the third judge.

"Huh!? What the hell!? She totally cured them of the poison! But how!? I hypnotized everyone here and no one new came in. Plus I even did another hypnosis just now for insurance, so how!?" Ichika nervously thought.

Suddenly, Ichika grabbed a chair, moved it to the center of the restaurant and sat down in it.

"Heh?" HEEEEEEH!?" Ichika shouted as she realized what this meant.

"Well, guess she lost," Nino sighed as the hypnosis for everyone but Ichika came undone.

Rika embraced Mimi in a tearful hug.

"Thank you so much for stepping up and saving the day," Rika tearfully smiled.

"No worries. I'm just following my mission to protect the home front," Mimi smiled back.

"Mission accomplished! Now if you'll excuse me, it's payback time," Rika grinned.

Nino sighed and pulled out a clear cape from her backpack and draped it around the panicking Ichika as Rika approached with hair clippers in hand.

"Oi Ri-ri-ka! The hell did you do!" Ichika nervously glared as Rika grabbed her head and leaned it back.

"I won, now since you were bragging about how you're the smoothest girl in the world from the neck down, how bout I make you the smoothest girl in the world from the neck up too? Everyone! Phones out! You're free to record EVERY second of this!" Rika maliciously smiled as she flicked on the clippers and drove them right up the middle of Ichika's hair.

Genuine tears welled up in Ichika's eyes as her dam burst and her makeup began to smear.

"NOOOO! NOT MY HAIR!" Ichika wailed as Rika mercilessly sheared her.

Once she was buzzed, Ichika's entire head, neck, and face were encased in shaving cream.

"MMPH NGH MMPH NGH! (YOU HUMILIATED ME!)" Ichika wailed as Rika covered her mouth with her hand and tilted her back so she could see the VERY sharp kitchen knife Rika held in her other hand.

"Now shut up for a bit," Rika glared as she pressed the knife against Ichika's neck and begun shaving.

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And done with round 1," Rika snickered as she shook the shaving cream off her knife.

Ichika was now left with just her eyelashes as the rest of her head was now devoid of hair. But it was only the beginning of Ichika's torment. Suddenly, the clear cape along with Ichika's shorts and bra top were instantly shredded to microscopic bits, leaving her in nothing but her sneakers.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Ichika screamed in embarrassment as many of the male patrons began to get nosebleeds as they stared at her smooth and shiny nude body.

"Uhp- Shit! I went a bit overboard!" Rika frantically thought.

Blood began to drip out of Masaru's nose as his face began to turn red.

"Wah! Can't let the lovers be seduced!" Mimi shouted as she covered Masaru's and Helga's eyes with her hands.

"The hell are you coverin my eyes for!?" Helga growled.

"That idiot, everyone's filming her," the doctor grumbled.

"Ugh, hope she did it fast enough, so that no one saw it," Waki groaned.

"Wait, what did she do!?" Matcha asked.

"My, it seems like we've been blessed with a gift by the divine," an elegant gentleman mused as he entered the restaurant.

"Well, you heard the man, seems like she's being punished from above for that insult she crafted earlier. Looks like she brought extra razors and shaving cream, so why not first come, first shave her while I work on her eyelashes!" Rika snickered.

The crowd roared and immediately rushed towards Ichika. Rika made sure the process was as humiliating for Ichika as possible. Once all 5 cans of shaving cream had been emptied, Rika moved onto the hot wax, when the two bottles of wax were gone, she moved onto the 9 bottles of various hair removal creams. By the time Rika finished using the mini laser, and prepared to use the oil, Ichika's protests were reduced to inaudible whimpering.

"Hey, you're the one that brought all this stuff Miss Hardcore. Well, since you're already nude, might as well turn you into a seafood plate," Rika snicked as she oiled up Ichika and took her shoes off.

She then went to the kitchen and came back with sushi and began laying it all over Ichika's now 100% shiny,smooth, and oiled up nude body. Ichika moaned in embarrassment as everyone stared at her.

"Oh yeah, you eat the sushi. Wouldn't want our patrons to get sick from the body oil it's soaked in," Rika sneered at Nino.

"*Sigh* Very well," Nino groaned as she reached for a piece, but was stopped by Rika.

"Nah, mouth only," Rika snickered.

"Huh, HUH!? B- But you put some of the pieces-"

"Dig in bitch! This is what you get for hurting Masaru," Rika glared as she shoved Nino's face towards a piece of sushi on Ichika's mouth.

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Nino sobbed and wiped away the smeared makeup on her blush red face while a red eyed, blushing Ichika trembled as she put her sneakers back on. The two had been completely humiliated.

"Well, lucky you Nino. I decided I don't feel like shaving your hairy pussy, so you get off with just cleaning up Ichika, unless of course you WANT to be a nude platter," Rika maniacally smiled as she grabbed the leash and collar Nino had brought with her and put it on Ichika.

"LIKE HELL I'D WANT TO!" Nino cried.

"I know I don't like to say this during business hours, but never come back or I will give you hell," Rika murderously glared at Ichika and Nino.

The two squealed in terror and quickly ran out, vanishing into the night. Once they were gone, Mimi uncovered Masaru's and Helga's eyes.

"Well thanks! Now I missed the live show," Helga glared.

"But you might have been seduced," Mimi pouted.

"Whatever, now that this shit's done, I need to talk with the bit- the red hair-, *tch* The red haired bitch that just won about something," Helga huffed.

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"Looks like I'm done here," the doctor grumbled as she prepared to leave the restaurant.

"Not gonna take that guy?" Rika asked as she pointed at the patron still sprawled out on the ground.

"He needs his stomach pumped. I have no idea what your sisters fed him, but it's nasty."

"So why not take him to your place?"

"Cause he's a normie dumbass, besides he's in a public place so help will come to him soon. As for the other two, I injected them with an antidote, though I was only able to know which poison it was thanks to Mimi. She really pulled through, guess her espionage background really was legit," Shiori smiled.

"Want an ice cream?"

"Might as well, Oh, and what the hell was that stunt you pulled!?"

"Geh! I kinda just did it on reflex," Rika nervously chuckled.

"That entire shave's trending online. You'd better hope no one's able to trace your technique back to you."

"I concur, though who are you!?" Matcha asked.

"Just a customer with an eagle eye."

"She's an under-Mmph!" Rika attempted to say before her mouth was sewn shut in an instant.

"Before she tells you after I'm gone, I'm someone you're better off knowing less about. You're a denizen of the normie world after all," Shiori sighed as she walked away.

Once she was gone, Rika cut her mouth free.

"So she's-"

"Don't wanna hear it. She said no," Matcha glared.

"You were the one that asked me to tell you everything," Rika grumbled.

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"Bald and blacklisted in a single night! What the hell!" Ichika sobbed as she smashed her foot into a thug's head, shattering it to bits.

"Wow, I thought you were just acting, but I guess those tears were genuine," Nino rolled her eyes as she killed a thug by kicking through his rib cage.

"Um, I LOOK HIDEOUS!"

"So, next time don't hypnotize yourself."

"There won't BE a next time! I'm stuck like this for life now! And why are you acting so snarky huh? I'm shaving you as soon as we get home!"

"Don't even joke about messing with my hair," Nino glared with pure malice and hatred in her voice.

Ichika went silent and finished her killing spree without another word.

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"Well that really helped comfort me," Ichika smiled as she held her leg up and pointed it to the moon.

Despite just murdering a gang of 20, not a speck of blood or dirt was present on Ichika's bright white sneakers or her smooth shiny body. Similarly, Nino had not one speck of blood or dirt on either her bright white sneakers and spotless navy blue high school uniform. Of the family, the older twins were the most skilled at the cleanfoot technique, which was a technique that allowed one to avoid getting even a speck of dust or dirt on you. Since mastering the technique, the two would always wear white sneakers to show their strength and mastery of the technique. Nino even began wearing her old highschool uniform both to challenge herself and to prove her skill. Not once had blood or dirt gotten on either of their shoes, clothes, or bodies since mastering the technique three years ago, unless they intentionally allowed themselves to get dirty. This was a sign of their strength and skill as killers.

"Wow, you actually look shinier than you were last night," Nino sneered as she clamped her hand down on Ichika's bald head.

"YEEP! Don't touch me like that! My head's still sensitive!" Ichika cried as her face went red with embarrassment.

"Well, better try and sneak back home. If Hasue sees you, she'll make your night even worse, same for father..."

As the two left the carnage in the alley, Nino threw some hair fragments she had in a plastic bag on some of the corpses.

"Well, perhaps doing this will ease father's anger a bit," Nino thought.

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As the two arrived at their mansion, they were greeted by an angry Yuugen perched atop the stairs with a gun in hand.

"And why have you two come back in such a state?" Yuugen angrily glared.

"So yeah, um- well- I'm bald and blacklisted from the culinary world," Ichika nervously smiled.

Yuugen responded by firing at her. Ichika manage to outlast Yuugen's barrage and either dodged or caught the bullets in her mouth. Out of ammo, Yuugen crushed the handle of the gun with his hand and threw it at breakneck speed into Ichika's stomach, causing her to spit out all the bullets she caught and crumple to the ground in pain.

"I will be having you two do more training and labor," Yuugen glared as he retreated to the hall.

"Well, that went better than I thought," Nino mused as Ichika twitched on the ground.

"Whoah, who's the whore ya brought with ya?" Hasue asked as she emerged in pajamas and a sleeping cap.

Hasue rolled Ichika over with her foot and mockingly gasped at her.

"Ichika-nee-nee!? What happened to all your clothes and hair!?" Hasue mockingly cried as she flashed a video of Ichika's shave on her smartphone.

"Don't get any ideas you satanic little shit," Ichika groaned as she leapt up and kicked Hasue in the face. sending her flying.

"HI-DOI!" Hasue sneered as she landed and massaged her cheek.

"Well there's your omiyage, now don't fuck with me, I'm in a bad mood," Ichika glared as she retreated to her room.

"Nino-nee-nee, I want something from you too, how bout all your hair and a nude modeling gig?" Hasue sneered as she pulled out a hot glue gun and a staple gun.

"How bout I break all your bones for year," Nino glared as she retreated to her room.

Hasue chuckled and glanced at the grandfather clock in the foyer.

"Only 8:30 huh, better go finish up with my art project. Wouldn't want to keep dear mother sobbing, actually I would." Hasue maliciously chuckled as she twirled her tools around in her hands.

"Hmm!? Why is the atmosphere so tense? What transpired while I was procuring a stockpile?" Benihime asked as she returned to the restaurant from her produce run.

"Just a cook off, though a patron got sick from my challenger's meal."

"Oh, tis a shame. Had I not been waiting hours for the procurement, I could have witnessed your skill firsthand," Benihime sighed as a deliveryman wheeled in the produce crates.

Once Benihime had returned to the kitchen, Rika walked to a booth where an annoyed Helga was waiting.

"So why're you loitering around? Thought you said you were gonna go dye your hair back," Rika snickered.

"I'm here for a serious matter. Earlier today, a kooky cop came to my place and was pressing me about what happened at the banquet. But that's not all, I'm being stalked by those alien freaks from the banquet," Helga shivered.