Storyscape

The Great Hair Rescue Mission
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Pink Scissors and Morning Mist
Yuki stepped out of her house in Nakaibito village, her pink heels clicking on the cobblestone path. The morning sun caught her elaborate pink curls and made her scissor earrings sparkle. She adjusted her pink dress and checked her reflection in a shop window.
"Another beautiful day for hairdressing magic!" she said, touching her scissor-shaped hairpins.
Her friends Maki and Yuko waved from across the street. Maki carried a bag full of thinning shears, while Yuko had her special clippers gleaming in the sunlight.
"Ready for work at the salon?" Maki called out.
Before Yuki could answer, angry voices echoed from the village square. Parents were dragging five boys with long, greasy hair toward the salon. The boys kicked and screamed, their shaggy locks covering their faces.
"No scissors! Please, no!" one boy shouted.
Yuki's purple eyes widened. She had never seen children so terrified of haircuts before.
The Monkey's Warning
The three magical girls hurried toward the commotion. As they got closer, Yuki could see the boys more clearly. Their hair hung down past their shoulders in tangled, greasy strands.
"We have to help them," Yuki whispered to her friends.
Suddenly, a small brown monkey dropped from a nearby tree branch and landed on Yuki's shoulder. The monkey wore a tiny red vest and had bright golden eyes.
"Wait!" the monkey chattered. "Those boys aren't just being difficult. Something terrible happened to them at another salon."
Maki raised her eyebrows. "A talking monkey?"
"I'm Kiko," the monkey explained quickly. "I saw everything last month. A mean barber cut their hair so badly that everyone at school laughed at them for weeks. Now they're scared of all hair tools."
Yuko gasped. "No wonder they're terrified!"
The parents were getting closer to the salon, still dragging the screaming boys. One boy with black hair shouted, "The scissors will hurt us again!"
"We need a different plan," Yuki realized, watching the scene unfold. Her usual approach wouldn't work here.
