A Former Police Officer Who Died And Get A Second Life!-Chapter 105: The Haircut

Of course, Qiong Xing had also quietly given Albe the one Cari made.

"Thanks to you, Albe, we were able to make something delicious. Thank you."

"It’s nothing."

His words sounded curt, but the ears that was visible as he turned away were red.

Qiong Xing thought it was cute, but he kept quiet, thinking Albe might sulk if he said it aloud.

That afternoon, they visited Hofmann again.

After finishing lunch and trying to return to his room, Qiong Xing had been practically dragged away.

Hofmann grabbed his arm without a word and, ignoring Qiong Xing’s surprise, he led him to the workshop.

"Sit."

As Qiong Xing sat in the prepared chair as told, Hofmann approached him while holding a small knife.

Huh? Is he going to kill me?

Even if they were not exactly close, Qiong Xing thought they had become friendly enough to talk normally.

"Did I do something to make you angry?"

"?"

Hofmann looked puzzled as Qiong Xing tilted his head in confusion.

"What exactly is you trying to cut?"

Qiong Xing sincerely hoped it was not his neck.

"Hair."

Hofmann looked as if he was saying, "Isn’t it obvious?"

But there was no way Qiong Xing could have known. ...Hm? Hair? ...Ah.

He remembered that a few days ago, Albe had cut it a little.

It felt less like a proper cut and more like the blade had just brushed against it.

"Is there a shorter part somewhere? I see, so that’s why you were going to trim it. Since it’s you, Hofmann, you’re skilled, so I can leave it to you without worry."

Once he understood the reason, things moved quickly.

Qiong Xing offered his head willingly and when Hofmann asked how short he should cut it, Qiong Xing decided to have it cut off boldly.

"It’s hot, so please cut it short. I’m not particularly attached to it, and since I’m a man, there’s no point in growing it too long."

He told Hofmann that it did not have to be a strict crew cut, but anything reasonably short would be fine.

Hofmann nodded in understanding and Qiong Xing left everything to him.

He never imagined that this decision would later lead to everyone making a huge fuss.

"It’s finished."

After about thirty minutes, Hofmann carefully completed the cut.

When Qiong Xing thanked him, Hofmann asked if he could keep the cut hair.

"I don’t mind... but you’re not going to curse me or anything, right?"

The only reason Qiong Xing could think of for someone wanting hair was making a curse doll.

"I don’t understand what you mean. I want to use it for Mayo’s accessory."

"My hair?"

Hofmann nodded.

He did not look like he was joking, so he must have been serious, but Qiong Xing could not understand why hair would be needed.

"Your hair is beautiful and long enough. If I braid it, it can be used."

Qiong Xing understood that it could be used, but he still did not understand why it had to be his hair.

"Well... I don’t really get it, but if you want to use it, Hofmann, please go ahead. If I keep it, I’d just throw it away anyway."

Qiong Xing had always thought cut hair was something to discard, but if Hofmann said it was useful, then it must be.

Since there was no problem for him, he entrusted it to Hofmann to use as he liked.

...

"...... "

"...... Mama?"

"Yes, it’s him... but is his hair really such a strong impression that you can’t even recognize his face?"

He had indeed cut his hair from below his shoulders to short enough to show his neck, but he did not think it made him look like a completely different person.

"Leander? What’s wr—ugh."

As Qiong Xing tried to speak to Leander and the others who were staring at him in shock, Leander rushed over at incredible speed and grabbed his head firmly.

"What is this?!"

What is this...? It’s his head.

Could it be that Leander was seeing it as something else?

If so, that would be a serious problem indeed.

"Your hair... your hair... why did it end up like this?!"

It’s so loud.

Qiong Xing understood that Leander was shocked that he had cut it, but he really wished Leander would stop shouting at full volume right next to his ear.

"Leander, you’re being loud. I had Hofmann to cut my hair just now."

Qiong Xing reported it happily, hoping it made him look a bit more manly, but Leander shouted back with a face that looked like he might cry at any moment.

"Idiot! Why would you cut it?! My... my favorite hair..."

Since when had his hair become Leander’s favorite?

"It’s just hair. It doesn’t matter. When it’s long, it only gets in the way."

He truly did not understand why Leander was so upset.

Leander himself kept his hair short, so what problem could there possibly be?

"What do you think, Cari?"

"Mama is pretty."

"...Thank you."

If possible, he would have preferred to be called cool instead.

Leaving the still-lamenting Leander alone, Qiong Xing picked up Cari and tried to head to his room, but this time he was stopped by Elias and Albe.

Elias froze when he saw him, while Albe’s face turned pale.

As for Albe, he probably had some idea why this had happened, but that was only the trigger, the decision to cut it this short had been Qiong Xing’s.

"I..."

"Qiong Xing... your hair..."

Both of them seemed to want to say something but could not find the words and fell silent.

Just like Leander weren’t they all worrying too much?

As long as someone was alive, their hair would grow whether they liked it or not.

Cutting it a little now did not mean it would never grow back again.

Of course, it would be a different story if he were a man in his fifties, he would be worried about the thinning hair.