Laura sat in her room. She sighed. Why wasn't Ichika as interested in her as he was in Charlotte or Houki? She was the only one that kissed him, yet…
She sighed again, looking out the window into the dark of the night
'Is something wrong Laura-san?' Charlotte asked.
'No, no- nothing,' Laura said, a bit embarrassed. She thought Charlotte was gone out tonight.
'You can tell me,' she said,' we're friends aren't we?'
'Well, ' Laura said, 'I am troubled by Ichika. He is my wife, but he still doesn't pay as much attention to me as he does to Houki or, or…'
'Or to me?' she smiled. 'I don't know, but why do you think he isn't interested in you?'
She shrugged. 'I don't know. I asked my second-in-command, but she didn't know why.'
Charlotte thought for a second. 'How troublesome. What can you do to make him interested?'
Laura gazed away. 'I thought about changing my appearance. If I look different than before, he would be interested right?'
'That would draw his attention for sure!' Charlotte grinned. 'What did you imagine as a change?'
'I thought about changing my clothes. Creating a new style, but that would not be sufficient, seeing we have to wear uniforms within the school grounds.'
'Then what about your hair?' Charlotte asked.
'M-my hair?' Laura asked a bit surprised.
'Yes, your hair!' she smiled. 'There's no hair regulations in the school, so you're free to change it. And I've read that in Japanese culture, girls cut their hair when they want change in their life.' She silenced. 'Or I think it was change.'
'My hair…' Laura whispered. She had long hair for a long time, almost as long as she could remember. She fell outside of the army's regulations, seeing she was part of a special unit, so she didn't have to cut her hair. Maybe it was time for a change. ' Maybe you are right. Do you know someone that can cut my hair?'
Charlotte beamed. 'I can, if you want me to.'
'Do you have experience with hair cutting?' Laura asked amazed.
The French girl nodded. 'Yes, I always give myself trims, so I know what to do. Sort of,' she whispered.
'Okay then,' Laura said, growing exited. 'Can you cut my hair then?'
'Yeah, sure, what kind of hair style do you want?'
'I'll leave it up to you to decide on that. Whatever you think Ichika like the most.'
'Okay then.' Charlotte looked around. 'Where's your brush and some scissors?'
'The brush is in the bathroom and there is a pair of scissors on the desk.'
'Oh right,' she smiled. She gathered her supplies and started brushing Laura's long white hair with soft strokes. 'Please say if it's too hard okay?'
'Okay,' the German said. 'Charlotte, how do you keep Ichika interested in you?'
'H-huh?' Charlotte was thrown of her  guard. She felt that blood rushed to her face. 'I- I don't know. I keep talking to him I guess.' She put the brush away and took the scissors. 'Laura, please don't move your head from now on okay?' She smiled. 'I don't want to miss cut and mess up your hair.'
Laura nodded. 'Okay.'
Charlotte started a small cut in the back of Laura's hair. The scissors weren't very sharp and she had a little trouble getting through the hair. What kind of haircut would she give Laura? It should be something that would suit her face, make her features stand out more. Maybe she should just start cutting and see where she would end up? She cut more white hair and the back was now shoulder length. Was this good? No, no, this wouldn't do.  Maybe she should cut it to one length first?
She measured and cut more of Laura's soft hair. It took her a bit longer because of the blunt scissors, but she managed to get it to one even length. She walked around Laura to look at her. the white-haired girl smiled and asked: 'How do I look?'
After a careful observation, Charlotte answered: 'Not quite done.' She knew what Laura needed now. A neck length bob! It was the first time she would cut one. But she was sure she would manage. She had to, or else Laura would get a bit of a shorter cut than she or her intended.  She placed her scissors at the nape of Laura's neck.  She cut. More hair dwindled to the floor, where a carpet of white hair had now formed. It was actually quite much if she looked at it. Laura had thicker hair then she had imagined. And very soft too. Such lovely hair!
The blonde cut more of her hair, slowly shaping it into a bob that followed Laura's chin line. With a last snip that went quite easy, she was done.
'Laura, this is the new you,' she beamed.
The German girl ran to the bathroom to see herself in the mirror. A gasp and she came back. 'I-I look so different!'
'You don't like it?' Charlotte asked disappointed.
'No, no, that's not it!' Laura assured her. 'I love it. But… But will Ichika like it?'
Charlotte walked up to her and kissed her on her lips. 'I'm sure he will love it.' She kissed Laura again. 'I know that I love it'