Three Days of Happiness

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comes off as being clean, that should be enough.”
“Can I interpret that as “good materials”?”, I asked.
“You’re free to interpret it however you want.”
“Got it. I’ll do that. Feels like I’m being criticized, though.”
“You don’t need to tell me every little thing.”
Once we were done shopping, we went to the salon quite a bit
earlier than my appointment.
As Miyagi advised, I just explained “I’m going to meet someone
important tomorrow.” The woman gave a complacent smile and
passionately cut my hair, giving me a number of practical tips for
my big day.
Donned in new clothes and with neatly-cut hair, I was without
exaggeration like a different person. The gloomy hair and shabby
shirt seemed to have more effect on my appearance than I thought.
Now that those were gone, I was like a fresh young guy out of a pop
music video.
“Why, you seem almost like an entirely different person from
yesterday prior,” Miyagi told me.
“Yeah, I don’t really look like a guy whose life is only worth 10,000
yen a year, huh?”
“Indeed. Almost as if you have the promise of a happy future.”
“Thanks. You look like a library fairy when you smile yourself.”
“...You’re rather chipper today, Mr. Kusunoki.”
“Seems so.”
“So what was that about a “library fairy”?”