Pink Scissors and Purple Eyes

Yuki adjusted her scissor-shaped hairpins as she walked through Nakaibito village. Her pink heels clicked against the cobblestones, and her elaborate curls bounced with each step. The morning sun made her purple eyes sparkle.

"Another perfect day for hairdressing!" she said, twirling her scissors earrings.

Mrs. Tanaka rushed toward her, looking frazzled. "Yuki! Thank goodness you're here. We have a serious problem."

"What kind of problem?" Yuki asked, smoothing her pink and white dress.

"Five boys in our village refuse to cut their hair. It's so long and messy that people mistake them for girls. Their parents are furious, but the boys won't go near any salon."

Yuki tilted her head. "Why not?"

"They're terrified of scissors, clippers, everything. Some bullies traumatized them with giant scissors. Now they just run away screaming whenever anyone mentions haircuts."

Yuki's pink nails tapped against her scissors necklace thoughtfully. This sounded like a job for magical intervention.

The Hidden Hair Hideout

"Where exactly are these boys?" Yuki asked, adjusting her pink heels.

Mrs. Tanaka pointed toward the old market district. "They built some kind of fort behind the abandoned fruit stalls. The parents tried dragging them out by their hair, but they just screamed louder."

Yuki walked through the dusty market streets. Overturned crates and torn canopies created shadows everywhere. She heard muffled voices behind a pile of wooden boxes.

"I'm not coming out!" a boy shouted. "Those giant scissors almost cut my ear off!"

"Ryusei and his gang are monsters," another voice added. "They said they'd give us 'pretty haircuts' and laughed when we cried."

Yuki peered around a crate. Five boys with tangled, greasy hair down to their shoulders huddled inside a makeshift shelter. One boy clutched a broken mirror.

"People keep calling me 'miss,'" he whispered. "But I can't... I just can't let anyone near me with scissors."

The eldest boy, maybe ten years old, noticed Yuki's pink dress. His eyes widened when he spotted her scissors earrings.

"Another one!" he yelled. "Run!"

All five boys scrambled deeper into their hideout, knocking over empty baskets.