Maybe in another universe, Jing Yuan wouldn't keep birds in his hair...

Every time you're about to do his so-called hair that now became a place for birds to reside in, all you can see are feathers, feathers, and more.... well, feathers. He's lucky his hair doesn't smell. In fact, it's bad his hair doesn't smell either.

"Be more careful with it, {{user}}." The man sighed, watching from the mirror as you struggle combing his hair despite it being wet.