055: Hana Senjougahara

Hana Senjougahara, A 24 year old woman who works in a technology company as a customer service representative and have always been a bit peculiar about my hair. She doesn't ever put color in her hair, doesn't layer it, and have never cut off more than an inch at a time, to speak off she never cut her hair and said that she had last cut to shoulder level when she was 14. Her hair is light brown and hangs down to her calf length. Until today she have never cut but always gone to the salon to have it washed and keratined

Like every two months, Hana walked from her apartment to the salon morning for her 9 am appointment just like usual, but the girl who always does her hair, was sick. They said that the appointment was too early for them to give her a timely notification, and she understood this because the salon only opened at 9 and she was always 5 minutes early to appointments.

They lost her business when the receptionist did not want her to rebook an appointment but rather let some one else cut it instead. She have nothing against the stylist personally, but she would not let him near her hair because she had seen him cut more hair off of girls in his chair than they desired on multiple occasions and he had even told Hana how he would like for her to try a shorter style. After several minutes of heated debate with the receptionist, Hana stormed out the door and began walking down the sidewalk.

While Hana was sitting on the bench she noticed that she had walked all the way to a a small side of the Shinjuku district within the city. It was a very hot day, so she was sweating and if her hair hadn't been tied up before my appointment it would have been a tangled mess. While check she saw a saloon across the street that had a traditional look like building, but it also had these letters

"Katsumi's beauty"

Hana decided to check this place out and see if there was a person here who might be a good stylist. She walked through the door.

As she entered, she heard steps of wooden sandels on tile and then the door opened. A relatively young looking pale white woman walked out the door, she was very attractive and she looked like she was in her 30s at most. Her appearance was a bit shocking because she had red eyes, a black samue with a Kimono skirt that went down to her knees there was no doubt that this was a very shapely woman. Her hair was held back in a tight bun, and there was not a hair that was out of place including her neck which usually looks messy when a girl wears her hair up. Her makeup was very bright with dark eye shadow that complimented her eyes very well and dark red lips.

"To the Winds of flower, to the stream of the river, Welcome to Katsumi Beauty. We are at your service" she said politely, "I am Katsumi Kejoro and this is my salon, how can we help you today."

Hana thought that this was a bit odd because she was still a little bit blunted and her throat was very dry so very little sound came from her mouth.

"Hi," she said, "Im Hana and I was hoping for a quick hairwash and trim to my split ends."

" Alright, Please have a seat at the waiting area, I would like to go for an errand" Katsumi said as she left

Hana sat at the waiting area when suddenly a woman in a suit came and on the other side another stylist who wore same Samue except she wore olive. She came towards the woman

"Hi Megumi! It's been a long time!" said the stylist greeting her, "just here for a haircut?"

"Yes just a haircut Chisato, I have a meeting to get to," said the woman.

"That's no problem, just the usual for you today?" said Chisato as she was putting the cape on Megumi "Yes I really need to get this mop cleaned up."

It had been a very long time since Megumi's last haircut, her hair had grown over her ears and was just starting to touch her collar. Megumi's bangs had also grown long enough that they were starting to get in her eyes, which annoyed her as she tried to brush them aside constantly.

The hairstylist began spraying Megumi's hair with the mister. She combed the hair and got all the tangles out and proceeded to start cutting. She held a clump about two inches above the top of Megumi's head and proceeded to cut away.

Locks of her hair fell to the floor. She continued. She brushed Megumi's bangs down over her face. They covered her eyes and some of her nose. The stylist held the scissors and began snipping the hair well above her eyebrows. Suddenly, you could see Megumi's beautiful eyes and much of her forehead again. The bangs nicely framed her pretty face.

After the top of the head was finished the stylist moved to the right side and began cutting the hair around her ear.

After many snips her right ear was exposed. Then she worked on the other side. After the other side of Megumi's head had been chopped, the stylist snipped away at the bulk on the back of her head.

She put the scissors down and plugged in a pair of clippers.

The stylist slid the clippers up the back of Megumi's head clipping away all the little hairs around her nape and proceeded to clip the hair around her ears.

After blending the clipped part with the rest of the hair. The stylist turned the clippers off and grabbed a pair of small electric trimmers to get all the little fuzzies growing around the nape.

She held Megumi's right ear down as she trimmed the little hair around the ear creating a clean line. She did the same with the left ear. Megumi opened her eyes after the stylist blow dried her hair.

Megumi loved seeing her hair chopped into a nice very short haircut and was very glad she was no longer looking so shaggy. She also loved being able to see her ears and her eyes again.

"I took the sides and back just a quarter inch shorter than usual so that it would grow more smoothly until your next haircut," said Chisato. "Looks great as always, this will make my husband happy, we have a dinner date tonight," responded Megumi happily.She paid and left just seconds after Katsumi returned and went straight towards the chair asking Hana to sit. She went near Katsumi and said, " Umm looking at that girl, I envy her that she looked beautiful in that cut. I would like to take a shot but I'm scared"

Katsumi smiled and said, "Then let me give you a surprise" she said as she again asked to sit

As Hana sat, Katsumi walked behind the chair Hana heard the sounds of a drawer opening and closing. She didn't even know what to do or think as she felt a towel being wrapped around her shoulders from the back. Then Katsumi walked back in front of her with a big folded cape in her hands. She quickly pulled her hands apart letting the cape unfold. She leaned forward pushing the cape over her in front of her until Hana felt it against her neck in the front and hanging down behind her. She walked behind Hana again and pulled the two ends of it together and pulled it very tightly in the back and snapped it together with several studs. She felt trapped under the heavy material that took away her form entirely in the chair and fell all the way down to her ankles in the front. The cape rustled again as she pulled it behind the lever on the right side of the chair.

"Now, let's go ahead and get started," Katsumi said as she undid her bun. Hana felt her brown locks come undone in her hands and fall down the back of the chair. She felt her nails against the back of her head as she began to stroke through her hair with her fingers. She continued to do this for a short while as she kept saying how beautiful she thought Hana's hair was. Hana suddenly had second thoughts but she felt her eyes begin to water as she didn't want anything to happen to her hair, but she knew that she was helpless to move or stop her from doing as she wished. She turned the lever on the side of the chair so that the handle aimed away from the chair instead of towards her feet. Hana felt myself begin to rotate towards the counter and saw herself in the big mirror, but it looked so odd seeing nothing by her head and hair above a sea of vinl that was the cape around her neck. After several more strokes with her fingers, Katsumi pulled all of her hair together in the back and put it together in a ponytail. She fastened it tightly with a band several inches from the back of her head, and walked back to the counter and picked up a very large pair or shears and returned behind her. She smiled again in the mirror as she began opening and closing the blades slowly. She then put them near her ears and closed them very sharply which made her shiver. "Here we go," she said drawing out the last syllable in a seductive manner.

Katsumi turned the chair back around so she was no longer facing the mirror. She pulled up the ponytail in her hand and put the opened scissors above it. She started chuckling softly as she began to manipulate the blades open and shut. She heard her hair scrunching and felt it being severed as strands began to fall out from the ponytail and around her face about an inch above her shoulders. She continued shearing away until all of the hair had been cut and Hana's ponytail was hanging in her hand. She held the severed hair in front of her and shook it in and out so that some of the strands were brushing against her face as she began to cry.

"You shouldn't be sad," said Katsumi,"This is a new change for you, you are under my care, I'll take care of it"

She told her colleague Chisato to wash Hana's hair , she was taken to the Washing station and moved backwards until her neck was sitting in the rim of the sink. She then turned on the water faucet and held her hands in the water stream for a few moments before Chisato began to spray the water into her hair. She worked the faucet around her hair with a very gentle touch and even used her hands to keep water out of her ears. She then moved her hands back into the cabinet under the sink for a moment before bringing them back to my head and began lathering Hana's hair with shampoo for several minutes. The head massage felt extremely good and she actually started to forget that about her sheared hair off. After a few minutes of rubbing her scalp, she rinsed out the shampoo and got a handful of conditioner and began to rub it through her hair. Her hands were very gentle and Hana thought she was beginning to fall asleep with her head in the sink because this was one of the best washes she ever had. After rinsing out the conditioner, she roughly toweled what was left of her hair and leaned her back up. She was then taken back where Katsumi was waiting for the second cut.

She began to comb through Hana's hair and before saying anything she combed out a lock on her right temple, grabbed it with her fingers, and with a quick snip. Hana felt the hair being cut. She could feel based on how close to where her fingers were to her scalp that she was scissoring her hair to be very short. Katsumi quickly pulled up the next lock and snipped it off. She continued snipping through her locks around the back of Hana's head and behind her as well before finishing at the left temple.

Once she cut the last locks there, Hana expected her to start snipping away on top of her head, but she didn't. She heard her place the comb and scissors back onto the counter before picking up something else. After a click she heard a very loud whirring which turned out to be a hairdryer. She quickly dried my hair.

"We cant have wet hair now can we my dear, because now we can start your final cut."

Hana didn't understand what she meant because she had already cut so much of her hair off. She heard more rummaging on the counter behind her.

Katsumi firmy grabbed the top of her head with her left hand and bent it towards her left shoulder after turning on a device in her right hand. This device started up with an unfamiliar sound that she recognize from the last client.

Katsumi push them up the right side of Hana's head. She felt more locks of hair begin to fall down to the cape with each stroke of the clippers. Katsumi pulled the hair on top of her head forwards so that she was looking down as she clippered the back of her head and sent more locks falling down. The strands of light brown hair looked foreign against the cape and she saw drops of tears fall into the hair on the cape. Katsumi them pushed her head back towards her right shoulder and finished clipping the hair on that side too. After she turned off the clippers, she grabbed a smaller set and fired them up. They made a different sound that was more of a buzz than a whir. She began flicking them around the edges of her hairline in an odd motion.

"If you keep still im not going to shave your hair off, im just tapering your edges," said Katsumi as she continued around my hairline all the way to the left side.

After she powered down the clippers, she began spraying the top of her hair with a squirt bottle. The hair felt much longer than she would have thought as she ran her fingers through it so it would all get wet. After she finished she combed it all forwards until eventually all of it was hanging over her face and even covered her eyes. She combed up a section in the very front and after several quick snips, Hana saw more brown locks falling down to the cape. She continued snipping the locks off towards the back of her head, and after she reached the back, she cut the hair around the edges next to where she had clippered it off. Then she combed up a lock in the middle of her head at the front and combed it up between her fingers, As Katsumi snippped as Hana saw tiny little pieces of hair falling in front of her eyes. She continued picking up locks and snipping them to her desire all over the top of my head.

"There we are," she said, "That's soooo much better." Katsumi rubbed her hands over my hair for a little while longer and snipped some more hair when she wanted, before picking up a fur brush and the blow drier and began to dry her hair and blow the little cut locks away from my scalp. After several minutes Katsumi shut off the dryer and set it back down on the counter. She then began running her hands through Hana's hair again but she could tell she was putting some kind of product into my hair so that it spiked up. Katsumi came back in front of her and did a final few strokes of her fingers through the very front. She then placed her hands on Hana's shoulders and turned her back around to face the mirror.

Hana's eyes opened wide at the shock of how short her hair was and she felt tears begin to start again because the sides of my hair were a half inch at most and the top was roughly an inch long and spiked up in a layered pattern.

She played the lady and went out and the next day, everyone was surprised with her look and said she really look good with her feathered pixie cut and mostly attracted her crush who asked her for a dinner sometime making it as her date .