Chapter 559
Chapter 559
This is formal attire for visiting people. Basically, it is the same no matter where the cultural circle is. In a Christian society, clothing is a way to express identity and position.
This explanation seems a bit serious, but the truth is the same as the height of a chef’s hat or a school uniform.
Unlike ordinary nuns, people like Laura who often attend public places must prepare countless styles of nun uniforms in accordance with seasons, time, places, ceremonies, positions, wills, etc.
Sometimes in order to elevate the status of the guests, they deliberately wear lower-status clothing to greet the guests, and sometimes to express their dissatisfaction, they deliberately wear higher-status attire than the other party to attend the meeting. The etiquette in this regard is quite cumbersome and complicated.
“Before the Lord, everyone is a brother…isn’t it? That’s really a dignified statement.”
The Supreme Bishop couldn’t help but sneer at words like position and status, but this level of strictness was nothing more than a trivial matter to Laura.
Her gorgeous appearance is not inferior to the fine clothes she wears. Her biggest feature is her long golden hair that is 2.5 times her height.
The hair strands that are usually held by silver hair clips are different now. A huge amount of hair is let down vertically from the shoulders down, and the unmanageable partsThe points are spread directly on the floor.
Laura, who was sitting on a chair, had a whole row of gold and silver combs on her lap.
She chose a comb from combs with different lengths, widths, and intervals. Treating her long hair like the strings of a harp, she carefully combed strand after strand of hair with a comb. The hair was longer than her height, and she couldn’t reach the end of her hair even if she stretched out her hands.
So Laura gracefully pulled her hair closer with her hands, combed it carefully, and then put it back on the floor.
Golden hair, presenting a wavy scene. After combing all the hair, change to another comb, and then change to another comb after all the hair is combed. She keeps repeating this action, as if the order of combing also has great significance.
The only thing projected on her long hair was the moonlight penetrating through the glass window and the bright light of the LCD screen placed on the pulpit. The screen and communication equipment were temporarily installed by an academy city cooperation organization in London.
This should have been Stiyl’s job, but he’s not here now.
Kanzaki Kaori still knows how to operate the mobile phone, but if it is the assembly of this latest machine, she will probably just sit tight and stare at the operation manual, and finally look at him with helpless eyes like an abandoned puppy. laura.
“What are you doing?”
A piercing voice came from the other end of the screen. I don’t know if the voice was a man or a woman, a child or an adult, a saint or a prisoner. Laura didn’t look in the direction of the voice.
Anyway, what appeared on the screen should be the “human” floating in the liquid upside down.
Aleister, the chairman of the Academy City General Council. Laura, who had huge long hair hanging from her shoulders, said quietly.
“Don’t you know? I’m arranging my hair. Women are arranging their makeup. Men shouldn’t be able to see it.”
She suppressed a smile and said.
“It is the greatest virtue to bathe the hair in the sunlight or moonlight, so that the hair color becomes the best sunny hair. Isn’t this more interesting than using dyes that kill the scenery?”
Laura replied proudly, but there was no response from the other end of the screen.
Presumably she didn’t understand her poor Japanese, but Laura didn’t notice it at all. She, who didn’t look at the LCD screen, asked slightly in surprise.
“How? Why are you so silent and don’t respond 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?”
“To be honest, your Japanese is very strange, or did you say it on purpose? Which one is it?”
Hearing this sentence, Laura’s movements suddenly stopped, and the comb that flowed in the solemn blond hair trembled slightly.
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about? You don’t need to be polite to those who don’t believe in the majesty of the Lord, but simple words to you are fine.”
“So it’s like this… If you speak in such a characteristic tone deliberately, I just want to say, 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.”
“Woo! I didn’t bother about it! Why should I bother with the language used by a small country in the Far East!?”
Laura, who was combing her long hair quickly, said loudly.
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 seemed to want to change the subject and said.
“¨However, why is Yaozai combing his hair in front of guests? Isn’t this something we should do before we talk?”
I don’t know if it’s because I like the topic of hair, or because the other party is relieved to change the topic, Laura’s tone and attitude gradually returned to their original calmness.
“Because of the time, in the dead of night, this is a trivial matter for women to comb their hair when they are arranging their makeup in the dormitory. Please forgive me.”
“Well, is the result the sunshine hair you just mentioned? The legend of moonlight should be a superstition, and the sun is the decolorization effect caused by ultraviolet rays. This should be the inspiration from the fading of books caused by sunlight. But I’m going to give you a piece of advice… you’ll be bald.”
“…Such extremely rude remarks are enough to develop into a diplomatic issue.”
Laura’s eyes turned, and the hair hanging on the floor like a blanket reflected the light of the LCD screen.
Hair that has been combed carefully with a gold and silver comb to obtain a radiance, mixed with primary colors such as red or blue.
“I should have communicated my intention to contact you before, and now I will confirm it again. First of all, thank you for accepting our rude request.”
“If you mean jet lag, you don’t have to worry about it. Now is just the time for us to start working.”
“I just want to say that obstructing your working time is also rude.”
Laura looked at the light reflected on her hair and said.
“It should be the opening ceremony over there now. Since you are the leader, should you come to the stage to say hello?”
“…Do you think I can let people see me like this?”
“Hehe, it’s true, this appearance is indeed out of etiquette.”
At this moment, Laura turned to the LCD screen on the preaching platform. .
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