The beauty of Mizuse Niimi

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 regular 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 squeeled as she turned Mizse 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.

Once the two were alone in the women’s locker room, Michiko slumped to the ground and began clutching her head in pain as Ai began to orgasm.

“Mi-chi-ko! You’re doing that all to me!”

“In… due time,” Michiko trembled as she got up and stumbled away.

Once she returned to the salon, she noticed Mimoko looking concerned for her, and reassured her she was fine. Mizuse also took notice and decided to lead the paparazzi away in order to give Michiko some breathing room.

“Are you feeling better now?” Mimoko asked.

“Y- Yes. In fact, I feel like I can do a match if you have enough points.”

Mimoko stared for a bit before giving in and opening up her point menu. She was a few points shy, but if she were to attempt the puzzle rush challenge, that would put her over the top. Upon hearing that, Michiko smiled and happily opened the way to the secret puzzle cafe.

…

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.