Chapter 92

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With the flower festival just around the corner, a sense of restlessness before the long break was floating through the school. Amidst this, the first class was particularly restless.

Julian was often bursting into laughter, pressing his hands over his mouth to stifle his voice, but his shoulders were shaking continuously.

Cain, the exchange student who always maintained a bright smile in front of his classmates, was unusually showing a face that didn't hide his bad mood.

Shirley Lea was looking at the large red ribbon swaying in front of her with a puzzled expression.

The classmates were unsure whether they should look at the red ribbon or pretend not to see it, and their eyes were darting around.

Cain was sitting in the seat in front of Shirley Lea.

"Um... Lord Cain? Is it... that you've changed your hairstyle today?"

"Yes. There's a reason for this. Absolutely, absolutely, definitely, I did not choose to wear a ribbon."

"I see..."

After the morning classes ended and they moved to the corridor to head to the cafeteria, Shirley Lea, having made up her mind, asked Cain about the large red ribbon.

When moving to the cafeteria, the male students, who usually dash ahead, walked slowly today, and the female students, who usually chattered noisily about what to eat, walked quietly around.

At this moment, the students of the first class were united in their hearts, thinking (Nice one, Shirley Lea!).

"Ha ha ha! Cain! It's best to consult with Shirley Lea after the meal! It would be great if you two, both with long hair, could find a solution!"

"...I had that intention even without you saying so!"

"Don't get angry. It's not my fault, you know. It's because you have long hair as a guy that this happens."

"Magicians grow their hair long..."

When they reached the cafeteria, Shirley Lea, considerately, chose a seat by the wall and sat down.

Julian, acting all important, said, "I'll get the food," and brought two set meals.

The school cafeteria, unlike the dormitory cafeteria, had round tables for four and square tables for six placed randomly.

The three of them, sitting at a round table by the wall, focused on their meals for a while, but Julian, who finished eating first, became restless and reached out to touch the back of Cain's head, deftly untying the ribbon.

"Ah!"

Cain quickly covered the back of his head with both hands. The knife and fork he was holding fell to the floor with a loud clatter, drawing the attention of the students in the cafeteria for a moment. However, since Cain was sitting with his back to the wall and it was also the table where Prince Julian was sitting, everyone quickly returned to their meals.

"Lord Julian, you shouldn't touch someone's accessories like that. Can you tie the ribbon back?"

"What are you talking about? I tied the ribbon for Cain this morning."

"Oh, Lord Julian is good at tying ribbons?"

"Of course. To take something off, you have to put it on first, right? I practiced."

"...Really? I've never had my clothes taken off or my ribbons tied. ...Whose clothes did you take off, and whose did you put on?"

"......This morning, I tied the ribbon for Cain. Now, I've untied it."

Shirley Lea was giving Julian a stern look, and Julian's eyes were darting around. Cain sighed, turned his back to Shirley Lea, and moved his hands.

"Lord Cain, please look."

Cain's back hair was tangled into a messy bird's nest just above his neck. It was puffed up like a ball of yarn that a cat had played with. The impact was so great that Shirley Lea forgot she was angry.

"What happened? This... bird's nest-like state?"

"My hair got tangled when I brushed it..."

Cain, looking dejected, lowered his head and rubbed the tangled, rough back of his head. Some of the hair had broken off and was sticking out stiffly.

"Usually, you come to school with your hair neatly braided. Why only today?"

"Usually, after bathing, I comb my hair and loosely braid it, then wrap it in a cloth before sleeping. But yesterday, I didn't have time, so I just combed it with my hands and went to sleep."

"Even so..."

Cain was told to comb and braid his hair before sleeping, as he was instructed by Ilvareno. When he lived at home, Ilvareno did everything for him, and even if he skipped a night, Ilvareno would comb his hair the next morning, and it wouldn't turn into a bird's nest.

"Lord Cain, did you brush your hair from the top?"

"Yes. Isn't hair supposed to be combed from top to bottom?"

"For wet or freshly washed hair, that's fine, but for dry, long hair, you should comb from the bottom. Start from the tips and gradually move the brush up."

"Is that so..."

"What can I say... When you comb from the top, the loosely tangled parts get pushed together and end up tightly knotted. Do you understand?"

Shirley Lea was enthusiastically gesturing, moving her arms like seaweed and intertwining her right and left arms, then pulling them apart with force.

Cain couldn't help but smile at the funny and cute sight.

"It's like untangling a ball of yarn. If you pull, it gets more tightly knotted."

"Yes! That's exactly it!"

Shirley Lea, delighted that she was understood, beamed and clapped her hands. Julian, however, looked unamused.

"Lord Julian, we don't have a brush right now, so please tie the ribbon for Lord Cain again."

"Shirley Lea could tie it."

He was clearly sulking. Despite being the one who had untied the ribbon out of amusement, he was jealous of the lively conversation between Cain and Shirley Lea.

"A woman with a fiancé shouldn't touch another person's hair. Lord Julian, please tie it."

"You're good at both tying and untying, aren't you, Lord Julian?"

Cain turned his back to Julian and sat back down. Reluctantly, Julian tied the ribbon back in Cain's hair. Seeing the bird's nest-like tangle of hair in front of him, he burst into laughter again.

"For now, I'll give you some treatment cream for the tangled hair. Use it tonight when you bathe, and comb your hair a little at a time."

"From the bottom, gradually moving up?"

"Yes. Wet your hair, let the cream soak in, and comb a little at a time."

"Understood."

"I've tied it."

Cain's hair, usually loosely braided, was now tied in a single braid at the nape of his neck with a large red ribbon to hide the bird's nest.

During the afternoon classes, Julian untied the ribbon again, and Cain's bird's nest head became known to the entire class.

Although it had only been a month and a half since he enrolled, Cain, who spoke the foreign language of Yum and always smiled brightly and was kind to everyone, was known as "more of a prince than a prince" by his classmates.

The classmates, feeling a sense of closeness to the clumsy side of their "more of a prince than a prince" and determined to keep the incident of their class prince's bird's nest head a secret from other classes, united in their resolve.

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