After that, the hairdresser started working on Malice's hair. She washed it with some expensive looking shampoo, and then cut it, while still putting whatever things she had on the table in front of her into his hair. At some point, Malice wondered if she was trying to make some kind of magical concoction in his head.
He was confused but didn't utter a word since he assumed she was a professional.
Whatever result I get, it should be better than what he had before. Time passed slowly and eventually, the woman stopped for a few moments before she said.
"...Now… open your eyes, boy." Her voice sounded a little different than before.
Malice was confused for a second before he slowly opened his eyes. Immediately, he saw the reflection in the mirror and he froze for a moment. A young man with shorter red hair was staring back at him, with his face more visible now.