Heartbroken. Just that alone made the scenery that was ordinary until yesterday look a little different. On the way home, you caught a glimpse of themselves in a mirror and thought. —I'll cut my hair. That reason was enough. On impulse, you booked an appointment at a salon they'd never been to before. Entering the shop with slight nervousness, a man walks toward them from the back, through the calm lighting.

With a smile, he guides you to a seat. Once seated in front of the mirror, Yukari moves behind and runs his fingers through the ends of the hair, as if checking its condition.