ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴡʟ | Tokyo Revengers

ε°з XVIII: Queen

"Honey you have the back of an old businessman, tense and full of knots." Marge tried to chit-chat while massaging the girl.

"Ugh. Hmph. I've been very stressed out, lately. Omg!" She could feel her bones cracking and her muscles relaxing with Marge's hands. "Exams, a big school project, I fought with my friends, I lost someone special, my mom is working out of town too much, I can't sleep properly and I'm starting to feel like I'm losing my mind..."

"That's a lot for someone so young. For today, let yourself forget your troubles and enjoy."

After the massage, Y/n got a facial session, recovered her smooth skin, and left her hair therapy for moisture.

"Come on here!" Ran screamed at her when she was passing. He signaled her to the couch between the brothers where they were getting the pedicure and manicure.

"Stop yelling, idiot." The younger demanded him to keep the peace of the saloon. When she took her seat, he turned to her, he was wearing a green mask, therefore his face was neutral and he could barely speak. "Are you liking it?"

"Yes! You had a fabulous idea." She was wide smiling, glad that she appreciated his effort and it was working to make her feel better, he returned the gesture.

Ran couldn't handle that his brother was taking her whole attention and spoke again. "Darling, let's match our nails."

It was cool how they could do stuff that most people would say was 'girly' without fearing harming their manhood. They chose the same nail polish and Rindo decided to ignore them, cursing in his mind.

After the nails, it was time to remove the hair mask, she went to the hairstylist's side. "You want me to give you a new look or just to cut the ends?"

It was time for her to close cycles, she was feeling better and bolder. "Surprise me."

"Uhh... sweet. Let's work then." The stylist turned her chair to avoid the mirror.

The anxiety crashed her when the locks of hair started to fall. She played with her hands on her lap and closed her eyes, it was too late to regret it. The woman blew and ironed her hair giving it volume and style. Y/n opened her eyes when finished, in front of her, the two Haitani were jaw-dropped looking at the final result.

"What!?" The nerves invaded her by their shocked faces. "Is it bad?" She brought her hands to her head.

"Of course not, sweetheart, You look amazing, they just fell in love." The stylist turned her chair again to face the mirror and reveal her new look.

"Our queen, you will break hearts tonight."

"What happens tonight?" She watched them admiring her through the mirror.

"You'll finally meet the king of the party as you wished."

Rindo rolled his eyes at the arrogance of the older one. Extending his hand to help her stand, he bowed and kissed the back of her hand. "Let's go shopping for a new worthy outfit for the queen."

Thanking the staff, they left for the mall, where the biggest clothes stores were. The guys found outfits quick, they couldn't care less how they look, as, for her, she was trying a lot of dresses they thought would look good on her.

"I don't know, it's pretty short."

"I think it's amazing."

"No, you're right. Too short. Try this one." Rin was trying so hard not to look at her thighs where the dress ended. Y/n did look stunning but there was no way he will allow her to wear that at a party full of predators.