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The next week, Jylan looked at their clothes and said, trying to be respectful, 

"My prince. We look like street beggars." 

Sebastian raised an eyebrow and stood up, turning 360 degrees for Jylan. His once-royal clothes had now been completely scrapped. The cloth was not only wrinkled, it was torn and splattered with mud. There were multiple holes in it. Then he said, dripping in sarcasm, "Oh really, butler, I didn't know I looked like a street beggar! How noble you are to open my eyes." 

Jylan sighed, he had slightly expected that, and said, "How about we make ourselves new clothes?"

"With what money, butler?" Sebastian fired, and Jylan patted the tuft of hair on his head. Then Sebastian realized what he was saying and paled. 

"You don't mean…"

Soon they arrived at the barber. 

The shop itself was a neat, small shop, with three chairs, one large table in the corner, and a single counter in the opposite corner. 

But they had no idea that the barber was simply The Jester in disguise, and Lei was hiding behind the counter. 

Don't even ask why they were there. That'll all be explained later. 

For now, The Jester happily ushered both of them into the shop, and held out his hands, with scissors in his hands. 

"Welcome, welcome in. What haircut would you like?" The barber asked, quickly pushing some hair on the floor aside with a foot. Sebastian and Jylan exchanged glances. 

"We're fine with anything." They said, and a laugh suddenly echoed from behind the counter. "What was that?" Jylan asked, and the Barber suddenly coughed loudly. "I, uhm. farted." 

Jylan and Sebastian raised their eyebrows at the same time. The Jester laughed nervously, and now silent laughter echoed out from behind the counter. 

"Anyway, please sit down. I'll be right back." The Jester said, and they both sat down next to each other. The Jester instantly went behind the counter, and said to Lei, who was yet again wearing a maid uniform, "What were you thinking, Lei?!" 

"I was thinking that your farts are indeed very stinky," Lei commented, and The Jester turned bright red. "They're not! I didn't fart! YOU laughed!" Lei winked and said, "Yes, go tell that to Jylan and Sebas. Anyway, Go! Don't talk to me forever!" 

The Jester sighed, picked his scissors up again, and then walked back to them. "Are you ready for your haircut, gentlemen?"

They both looked at each other. Then, "Yes."