Chapter 79: Bustling Town

"We need to change our looks again."

I nodded at Ethan's suggestion, and I followed his gaze to the kitchen. When he returned a few minutes later, he was holding scissors. I suddenly looked at my hair, which had stretched a bit. Ethan's hair is slowly falling back to its previous color. I swallowed the lump in my throat when he approached me and was about to cut my hair when I took a step away from him. Ethan was stunned and raised an eyebrow, wondering why I walked away from him. I took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not really used to cutting my hair. I feel like I'm ugly."

I know my reason is superficial, but I haven't cut it much in the few years. I'm still not used to just cutting my hair short. I feel like I am much more assured when it's long rather than short. I know I had a haircut before, but now that it's getting longer, I can't cut it again.