The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

For hair that is longer than your height, you cannot reach the ends of your hair even if you stretch your hands.

So Laura elegantly pulled her hair closer with her hands, combed it carefully before putting it back on the floor.

The golden hair shows a wavy scenery.

After all the hair was combed, she would switch to another comb, and then she would switch to another comb. She kept repeating this action, as if the order of the combs had great significance.

The only things that were projected on her long hair were the moonlight passing through the glass window and the light from the LCD screen placed on the pulpit.

The screen and communication equipment were temporarily installed by an Academy City cooperative organization in London.

This was supposed to be Steele's job, but he's not here now.

Kanzaki Kaori still knows how to operate a mobile phone, but if it were to assemble this latest machine, she would probably just sit upright and stare at the operating instructions, and finally look at him with helpless eyes like an abandoned puppy. Laura.

"What are you doing?"

A shrill voice came from the other side of the screen.

I don’t know if the voice is a man or a woman, a child or an adult, a saint or a prisoner.

Laura did not look in the direction of the sound.

Anyway, what appeared on the screen should be the "human" floating upside down in the liquid.

The chairman of the Academy City Governing Council, Aleister.

Laura, who had huge long hair hanging down from her shoulders, said quietly.

"Don't you know? I am arranging my hair, and women are arranging their makeup. Men should not see it."

she said, holding back a laugh.

"It is the greatest virtue to bathe your hair in the sun or moonlight so that the hair color becomes the best color of the sun. Rather than using dyes that look bad, wouldn't this be more interesting?"

Laura replied proudly, but there was no response from the other end of the screen.

She probably didn’t understand her poor Japanese, but Laura didn’t notice it at all.

She asked in slight surprise without looking at the LCD screen.

"How? Why are you so silent and not responding to other people's questions?"

There was still no response from the other end of the screen.

Just when she felt strange, a voice finally came from the machine.

"No...actually I wanted to ask you something a long time ago."

"What's up?"

"Honestly, your Japanese is weird, or did you say that on purpose? Which one is it?"

Hearing these words, Laura's movements suddenly stopped, and the comb flowing in the solemn blond hair trembled slightly.

"I...I don't know what you are talking about? There is no need to be polite to those who do not believe in the majesty of the Lord, just be simple and simple in your words."

"So that's it... It's okay if you deliberately speak in such a distinctive tone. I just want to say that if you are really troubled by this, I can send a Japanese teacher to teach you. After all, I am the ruler. People from the Street of Learning.”

"Ugh! I'm not bothered by this! Why should I bother with the language used by a small country in the Far East!?"

Laura said loudly as she quickly combed her long hair.

There was no sound coming from the other end of the screen. In the deserted cathedral, there was only the sound of combing hair.

After a while, Aleister said as if he wanted to change the subject.

"But why are you combing your hair in front of Yoya's guests? Isn't this something you should do before we talk?"

I don’t know whether it was because she liked the topic of hair, or because she was relieved that the other party changed the topic, but Laura’s tone and attitude gradually returned to their original calmness.

"Due to time constraints and in the dead of night, this is just a small matter for a woman to comb her hair while she is doing her makeup in the dormitory. Please forgive me."

Chapter 155 A bold conspiracy (1/4)

"Well, is the result the sunshine hair you just mentioned? The legend of moonlight is probably superstition, while the sun is the decolorizing effect caused by ultraviolet rays.

This is probably inspired by the fading of books caused by sunlight. But I have to give you a piece of advice... you will be bald. "

"... Such extremely rude remarks are enough to develop into a diplomatic issue."

Laura's eyes turned, and the hair hanging down on the floor like a carpet reflected the light of the LCD screen.

After careful combing with a gold or silver comb, the hair will be shiny and mixed with primary colors such as red or blue.

"My intention to contact you should have been conveyed to you before. Now I confirm it again. First of all, thank you for your willingness to accept our rude request."

"If you are referring to the time difference, then you don't have to worry about it. It's just the time when we start working."

"I'd just like to say that interfering with your work time is also rude."

Laura said looking at the light reflected on her hair.

"It should be the opening ceremony over there now. As the leader, should you go on stage to say hello?"

"...Do you think I can let people see me like this?"

"Haha, that's right. This appearance is really not etiquette."

Only then did Laura turn to the LCD screen on the preaching platform.

The transparent cylindrical tank is filled with red liquid, and a person is floating upside down in it.

He was wearing green surgical clothes. In any case, this look was not suitable for appearing in public.

Moreover, he should remain like this for more than a thousand years from now on.

Even so, Laura couldn't understand the detailed principles.

If you appear in public places often, people will notice something different.

But if you really want to do this, of course there are ways to change your name or appearance.

Laura Stewart's actual age does not match her appearance, but she is not the kind of person who uses others as a reference, but the type who ignores her own shortcomings and only laughs at others.

"Then I'm welcome, because I don't have time either. I'll make this matter short."

The other side of the screen sighed.