Before the MV filming, the team finally experienced the entirety of the Luxury Package they bought. Their call ti was 3 AM and everyone were still yawning when they were brought to the salon in the Leisure Floor.
They didn’t have to go all the way out of the building. If it was outside, Rayen definitely wouldn’t go out.
’I don’t want to get lost again!’
Shuddering, all of them were pulled by several staff mbers. Upon entering the establishnt, Rayen only found one familiar person inside the room. His teammates were nowhere in sight.
"Mada Sophie!" Rayen blurted out.
"Mada?" Sophie was puzzled.
It was a slip of tongue. Rayen had never called her out loud that way before, but because he was flustered, his mouth unintentionally let it slip.
Rayen only laughed wryly, so Sophie didn’t pry anymore. "We’ll be your stylist today."
’We? Did my ears just malfunction?’
However, just as he was doubting his hearing, another person appeared from one of the rooms of the mini salon. He was wearing a colorful vibrant attire, much to Rayen’s dislike. His small eyes were covered by heavy eyeliners; the corners lifted with lined wings.
Since Rayen was too far from the person, he couldn’t see the word plastered on the door from behind the person. Suddenly, Sophie pushed Rayen toward the unknown person.
"Do what you should do," Sophie instructed.
’Why do I have a bad feeling about this?’
Softly catching Rayen to prevent his fall, the person introduced himself.
"I’m Reeze," Reeze said, his voice intentionally high-pitched and soft.
’What? Rizz?’
Just then, the words from behind the person caught Rayen’s attention.
[Waxing Area]
But before he could even react, he was once again pulled inside by the person. When the man closed the door, Rayen stood rooted at the entrance. He was still processing what he had just seen. Looking around the cramped room, he only saw a single bed.
"Take off your clothes, baby."
Shuddering, Rayen took a step back.
’Is it really what I’m thinking about?’
"Why aren’t you doing anything?" Reeze asked while putting elastic gloves on his hands. "I said, strip."
’Why? No!!!’
Rayen wanted to run away, but the forr soft look in the person’s eyes changed into a glare, hamring Rayen in his place.
"You want to strip you myself?"
Finally, Rayen snapped out of his senses. "N-No... But is this really necessary?"
Reeze raised his brows. "Do you want to present yourself in your costu with hairy underarm?"
’Isn’t that fine? n are generally accepted with underarm hair.’
"Idols aren’t supposed to be hairy."
Rayen wasn’t inford it would be like this!
"Idols are human too!" he defended.
"Hmm, yeah. But you can’t say that to the fans, can you?"
Hearing that, Rayen pursed his lips. What’s this misconception about idols not being hairy?!
’We’re humans. Of course, we have hair!’
As though Reeze could read Rayen’s inner turmoil from his face, he sighed.
"It’s not just about that. Hairs are thought as unclean by so fans. You have no choice about this matter. Especially with your costu."
’How do you even know what I look like with my costu?!’
"So... will you strip naked now or just refuse until you disappear?"
Flinching from the slight threat, Rayen thought hard while standing still.
"O-Okay..."
Fortunately, they were thoughtful enough to assign him a male waxer — if he could be considered male — but was this person also a sponsor too?
Silently curious, Rayen stripped his clothes. However, the mont he was about to take off his underwear, he reluctantly stopped.
"Take that off too," Reeze said with a chuckle.
Goosebumps rising on his skin, Rayen shivered once again.
’Even this?’
He just wanted to cry.
’Damn Plotter! Why make an idol show to revive us?!’
After that, Rayen laid on the bed. Just a few monts later, a loud scream imdiately echoed throughout the whole establishnt. Even his teammates from the other salon rooms heard it.
...
After the grueling waxing session, Rayen felt his body sore as he walked out of the torture room wearing only a bathrobe. Sophie watched him with a wide smile, noticing the tear stains at the corner of his eyes.
"How was it?" she asked.
’It’s hell...’
"It’s fine," Rayen said and sat on the reclining chair.
Mada Sophie wanted to laugh but restrained herself. "I’ll go wash your hair next."
"Okay..."
Unexpectedly, contrary from his initial experience earlier, the next sessions were quite relaxing. The back of the reclining chair was adjusted to make him lay down instead of sitting. Then, Mada Sophie did her magic.
Rayen wasn’t sure what happened next. It was too relaxing that he fell asleep mid-session — partly because he lacked sleep too.
When he was woken upby Sophie, and he saw himself at the mirror, he couldn’t pry his gaze away. Not only did his red hair seed sowhat shining, but also his plump, rosy face.
’What happened just now?’
"Before I built Vallenci, I worked as a spa manager and a stylist," Sophie boasted. "Go on and wear your costus before I put make up on you."
Rayen obliged without saying a word. Right now, he felt like he’s being treated like a pampered young lady. Back in his previous life, he hadn’t experienced sothing like this.
When he changed his wardrobe, Rayen could finally see that he really do looked cleaner than when he wore Cupid’s Garnt yesterday just because a few of his body hairs were missing. However, he felt so bare.
No, the more appropriate description might be...
’I look like a baby...’
Even his peach-fuzz was nowhere to be found. It made a slight shimr on his skin.
Sigh.
Well, at least the million morial coins were worth it — even though it hurt like hell.
After that, Ms. Sophie only put minimal make up on him, emphasizing the beautiful parts and masking so imperfections such as — actually, there was almost nothing.
Rayen noticed the familiar curly-haired staff mber together with a cara man filming the behind the stage scene from the corner.
Just then, Rayen flinched.
"Hey, don’t move," Mada Sophie complained.
"I’m sorry," Rayen said then turned to the staff mber at the corner. "W-Was I... fild before this?"
Recalling the way he had scread before, he felt his hand sweat at the thought of it becoming caught on cara.
The curly haired staff mber replied with a sly smile, "Secret..."
"....."
’Do I have to beg that damn Plotter to delete that scene?’
Since he didn’t receive a satisfactory answer, Rayen no longer pressed for it despite his anxiety.
After a few more monts, Mada Sophie finally put down her make-up brush. She stared proudly at her creation.
She didn’t just use simple costic products for his makeup. It was part of their Luxury Style Package, so what she used were costic type book pages.
Not only does it have slight enhancent effects, it was also long lasting.
"Okay, you’re ready," she said with a grin.
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