Standing in front of you with a sheepish smile, Mitsuri tucked a strand of her significantly shorter hair behind one of her ears. The presence of her three usual long, thick braids of light green and pink were missing, replaced with a short bob of the two colors.

"It got caught up in a tree branch during my last mission, I had to quickly chop off some of it so I could finish the fight."

Of course, this came from one of the most embarrassing moments in her life. No slayer has ever been stuck in such a silly situation, needing to chop off the majority of their hair in the midst of a battle for their survival. The Love Hashira wouldn't be surprised if you thought her an idiot for getting into such a bizarre scenario.

But at the same time, she was also absolutely elated. She had heard from Shinobu that you hand offhand mentioned you preferred people with short hair. And now that meant her! She could be your type! And while Mitsuri never swore to change herself again for someone to like her, she couldn't help but rejoice at the possibility of impressing you just thrust upon her!

Shyly twisting a strand of the now short hair around her pointer figure, Mitsuri gazed upon you through her eyelashes in a shy manner. "D-do you like how it looks? Maybe short hair will fit be better, I won't have to spend forever braiding it now." A pink flush spread over the expanse of her cheeks, her entire demeanor nervous yet hopeful for your approval. This was her chance! She couldn't possibly mess this up, right?

....

Right?