The Treasure She Never Asked For

"Yes, we definitely have a hairstylist available for you," the girl said after she verified on her computer before leading him inside. Marcel walked in and was led straight to the seat, and was asked to wait for a while. 

It wasn't easy to see his face because of the cap he was wearing, so no one took notice of him. He went through the magazine as he mentally discussed with Avian which hairstyle would best suit him. Soon, a hairstylist walked over and introduced himself.

"It's nice to meet you," Marcel said and took off the cap that was covering half of his face and heard a gasp behind him. From the hairstylist's style and expression, it was very obvious that he was gay. It was even more so with how his eyes shined when he looked at Marcel through the mirror.

Even though Marcel has received a lot of admiring gazes, it was the first time he was looked at by another man like this. Though not uncomfortable, he found it both interesting and a bit unfamiliar.

"Is there any hairstyle you have in mind?" the stylist asked him and Marcel pointed at one of the hairstyles in the magazine he was holding in his hand. Although it was on the longer side, it was much neater and would complement his looks marvellously. It was good that he had a cheat like Avian because he could see how he looked with all the hairstyles he had gone through earlier.

"Just give me a trim like this. I don't want to dye my hair," Marcel said as he pointed at a model in the magazine before taking off his cap.

The stylist had been casual as he came to do his hair, but after Marcel had removed his cap, it was like the whole shop had hit pause. His aura itself was hard to ignore, much less his attractive face.

When the stylist saw his face, he also became stunned… but after ȧssessing the hairstyle he chose and comparing it to his face, he realised that the style would properly flatter his features.

The stylist wasn't the only one that noticed, but the other staff in the shop noticed, drawing in the attention of the other clients as a result.

"Okay," the stylist said and gathered his equipment as he seriously studied Marcel's face shape. After getting a spray bottle, he started wetting his hair to prepare for styling.

"Are you from Big Star?" the stylist asked and before Marcel got the chance to answer, his manager walked into the shop and showed him the message that he had received from Julia. 

Julia texted that she was currently busy but she will be available after an hour or so, which meant she was currently busy. Chances were, Julia was signing the people he had recommended to her, in addition to those she felt had potential.

Since she literally had insider information, she looked at the images and the aura of the potential stars in the model house before making up her mind.

"Yes," Marcel answered honestly, as he gave the phone back to his manager. His road manager sat in the lounge as he waited for Marcel to finish.

"I've never seen you before. You must have been signed recently," the stylist continued as he examined Marcel's hair. 

"You're right," Marcel said and smiled at him through the mirror. 'Tsk tsk tsk, regardless of the hairstyle, it would be difficult to make this kind of attractive person ugly,' he thought to himself as he started working his magic. 

Marcel sat with his eyes closed and talked to Avian in his head.

[Can I add acting in the skills that I want to learn] Marcel asked curiously and waited for a response.

[You can,] Avian answered after a moment of silence.

[Since there are different acting styles, you can definitely learn more. Are you considering it?] Avian asked curiously.

[Definitely, I have always acted as a woman, so my perspective is quite different, so are my views and interpretations. Although I've adapted quite well with this body, I think I still need more help] Marcel answered thoughtfully. .

[You have been too busy, I will research and recommend materials you can use] Avian answered and went quiet. Marcel did not know who made Avian, but having an invisible personal ȧssistant/ teacher/ researcher/ doctor/ trainer/ etc was a big advantage after she arrived in this new environment. Especially since she wasn't even a woman anymore. In the beginning, he felt weird about having something hanging between her legs and now he was thinking of getting a partner because he was frustrated.

"We're all done. Now let's go wash your hair," the stylist said and Marcel, who had been as still as a statue, opened his eyes and looked at his reflection. He didn't know much about hairstyling, but he could see that he looked much better than before.

He got his hair washed and even got treatment and then blow-dried. After some finishing touches, he was finished. He smiled as he admired the stylist work in the mirror. He felt like his appearance had improved by at least 20%.

"Thank you," he said as he turned to look at the stylist, who was also tempted to thank him. 

"No problem. Next time, just ask the receptionist to book me when you want an appointment," the man said as he looked at Marcel. He felt like he did better than most days today. Marcel hadn't seen it, but the hairstylist had been admiring his face the whole time. 

"Well, until next time," Marcel said as he left for the lounge. The company had a tab at the shop, so they just left afterwards. He texted Marie to ask if Julia was done and received a reply that she was still with one more person. Marcel looked at the time and saw that it had taken longer than he had expected it to. He thought that she would be done by the time he arrived at the company.

Marcel arrived at the company and had to wait for a bit before he could meet Julia, since she was meeting one of his housemates. When the door to her office opened, Marcel couldn't help but smile, since the one who walked out was Lauren. He understood why it took longer than expected. This friend of his thought she had a chance with Julia. He wondered how Damien would react once he found out.

"You're here too?" Lauren asked Marcel once she saw him.

"Mmmh, I have something to discuss with Julia," Marcel said and Lauren nodded.

"Can I join you two?" Lauren asked.

"No!" Julia said from her desk. She has had enough of the flirtatious model. 

"I guess you can't?" Marcel said with a laugh.

"You're going to the house afterwards, right?" Lauren asked him, and he nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll wait for you here," Lauren said, and sat down in the waiting area. Marcel agreed, before walking into Julia's office and closing the door behind him. Looking at his manager's tired face, Marcel couldn't stop himself from laughing at her. It was very interesting to see the stone-faced Julia meet her match.

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