Chapter 45 : Day End!

"This little sister's face tattoos and beauty contact lenses are very distinctive," remarked the stylist.

"Let's enhance her charm and beauty, ensuring her aesthetics align with current trends," replied another.

"However, her hairstyle is somewhat ordinary. This plain single ponytail neutralizes her unique aura, making her appear a bit average," added a third.

"But the foundation is excellent, and her facial features are as delicate as a doll's. A simple change in hairstyle would greatly enhance her beauty," concluded the stylist.

In a high-end beauty salon on the fifth floor of the shopping mall, Clarice, now adorned in a flowing gown, anxiously sat in front of a mirror, while a female stylist busily worked on her hair, offering professional insights.

Seated not far behind were Carl and Kitty.

Carl, clad in an off-white designer casual suit tailored to accentuate his model-like physique, exuded an air of sophistication and calmness with his captivating gaze and aristocratic demeanor.

Beside him, Kitty dazzled in a short silver dress, radiating beauty and charm.

Although the stylist directed her comments to Clarice, they were clearly intended for the duo behind her.

The stylist knew that the decisions of the pair would significantly impact her earnings for the day.

Unlike neighborhood barber shops, services at upscale salons like this cost a small fortune, often reaching hundreds of thousands of dollars for a single session. Such expenses were trivial for Carl.

The stylist presented a variety of hairstyles for Clarice to choose from – sexy, fresh, mature, cute, and more. Each design was carefully crafted, leaving Clarice uncertain of her preference.

In the end, it was Carl who made the choice, opting for a youthful and delicate style suited to Clarice's tender age.

The hair trimming, potion application, and treatment process took over two hours, but thankfully, the trio had enjoyed lunch prior to their salon visit.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, the atmosphere at Zilog Station grew lively as mutant students returned in groups, their faces beaming with excitement and joy.

Although the area wasn't yet bustling, many students congregated outside their vehicles, chatting eagerly while awaiting the full assembly.

With today's excursion proceeding without incident, Storm and Wolverine were visibly relaxed, mirroring the upbeat mood of the students.

However, at that moment, a disturbance erupted outside the car.

"What's happening?"

"Look, it's incredible."

"Karma for sale."

The mutant students outside the car were taken aback, gazing in disbelief at a spot not far away where Carl and the trio emerged from the street corner, strolling leisurely or with urgency.

Interestingly, the students weren't startled by Kitty's transformation, despite her newfound beauty after changing clothes.

Having known her for so long, these students were already accustomed to Kitty's allure.

But what truly caught their attention was Carl, carrying a large bag in one hand and a girl's backpack on his back. While undeniably handsome, his demeanor exuded a calm and unassuming aura.

Yet, it wasn't Carl who left the classmates in awe; it was Clarice, with her altered hairstyle and attire.

Though she remained the same person, why did she appear so stunning today?

Clarice was clad in a simple red dress devoid of any embellishments, save for red tulle adorning the hem.

The knee-length skirt featured a layer of tulle cascading from the waist, intricately folded like the spread of a fish tail, gently swaying with each step, reminiscent of scattered peacock feathers.

Adorning her dainty feet were red crystal low-heeled shoes, perfectly complementing the flowing skirt and emanating a sense of magnificence.

Her long locks were elegantly gathered, slightly tousled and secured at the nape with a delicate red bow-shaped hair accessory, exuding a fresh and graceful aura.

The purple tresses framing her forehead retained their original color, lightly curled and cascading down to form slender, slanting bangs, revealing her exquisite features and captivating visage.

In that moment, she resembled a princess emerging from flames, radiating beauty and allure, exuding an aura of unmatched splendor.

At such a tender age, she exuded an unparalleled brilliance.

Witnessing this remarkable transformation, Storm exclaimed in astonishment, "This is... Clarice."

Meanwhile, the students, particularly the boys from junior high, were utterly captivated.

Suddenly, a blond-haired boy dashed over excitedly, exclaiming, "Clarice, you're absolutely stunning, like a princess from a fairy tale."

"Indeed, Clarice, you're simply enchanting today."

"Clarice, would you consider being friends with me?"

Instantly, boys from junior high and several seniors gathered around, enamored by Clarice's beauty and eager to forge a friendship with her.

To these boys, Clarice simply nodded in acknowledgment, then stepped back behind Carl, appearing somewhat aloof.

At that moment, Logan intervened as the students suddenly became lively, saying, "Alright, folks, hop on the bus first. We can chat more once we're back at school."

"Mr. Logan, you're so ungraspable."

"Yeah, I haven't even finished introducing myself yet."

Despite their grumbling, the students boarded the bus in an orderly fashion.

The seating arrangement remained the same as the morning, but the girl in the bus became the center of attention.

As the bus began its journey and the chatter subdued, Carl grinned and addressed her, "So, what do you think? Do you enjoy being surrounded by people?"

The girl pondered for a moment and replied softly, "The clothes that Carl picked out are really nice, I quite like them."

Then, Clarice shook her head gently, adding, "But I don't enjoy the sensation of being engulfed by crowds."

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