The next day Mio was called to her father's office.
When she walked in she wasn't the only one there. Sitting on a couch in the office, next to her father was the woman she saw yesterday.
Mio sat down opposite her father and his woman, with only a coffee table in the middle separating them.
" Why did you call me here?" she asked.
Her father sat forward, patting the woman on the hand, " Mio this Ayase. She is here to help".
" Help?" Mio asked raising her brow and folding her arms.
Her father cleared his throat, feeling the tension rise in the room.
He smiled uncomfortably.
" Yes. We received some information on the head of the Deeks clan's son."
Mio sat forward now interested. She wanted to know who this man, the Deeks clan was forcing her to marry was.
Her father whipped out a file and threw it on the coffee table. Mio picked it up and inspected its contents.
Name: Jacob Deeks
Status: Son of the head, next head of the Deeks clan.
Notes: Jacob seemed to appear out of nowhere. He took over the mantel of the clan after the first son's death. He attends K university and is popular and well-known amongst his peers...
Mio frowned there was very little information on this Jacob.
" There's no photo" she stated.
Her father nodded " Well that's all we could manage in this time period. The investigator said he seems very elusive"...
" So now what?" Mio asked glancing at Ayase who was silent throughout the whole conversation.
"We need to prepare" her father began, " you need to make him like you."
" Huh? The marriage is set in stone, why do I need to do that?"
" Well"... her father said " You're not particularly a man-magnet as you are" he said straightforwardly.
" Ho... is that so?" Mio responded.
" Mio, please. You know that we need to do everything in our power to make sure everything goes smoothly over with the Deeks clan. They are after all the first most powerful clan in the Z country. We need to make sure the head's son likes you and for that, we need to turn you into a..lady...."
The last part her father breathed out as if it was hard to say. He coughed well looking at the silent Mio. Her eyes were dark just like her mother's but her blank expression came from him.
" And, Ayase here will assist you". Ayase held out her hand towards Mio.
" It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mio", Ayase's red lips curved into an amicable smile.
Mio rolled her eyes in distaste.
" I thought you're trying to make me into a lady father, not a whore"
"Mio!" her father shouted.
" It's okay Tate," Ayase said, " Why don't we first get to know each other before we make assumptions, Mio?"
Ayase still had a smile on her face and was still holding her hand out. Mio looked at it and then took it.
"We'll see".
In Mio's eyes, Ayase was just another one of the flings her father had, trying to fill the void that only her mother could. Mio was accustomed to the gold-diggers trying to become the next Mistress of the household.
Ayase seemed like just another one of those women. Whom Mio would soon chase away, just like she did the others.
" So where do we start?" Mio sat back and Ayase got up.
" I'll take this as my cue to leave," her father said. He smiled thankfully at Ayase and walked out.
" First we need to start with your look".
" What's wrong with my looks?"
Ayase looked over at the short-haired boyish Mio and sighed.
"Men are visual creatures. They are drawn to the outward appearance before they look on the inside. Thus, you must first capture a man's attention through your looks".
" Looks don't matter" Mio responded and Ayase looked her in the eyes.
" That may be true. But, what we are doing, does not take society and the words of the people into consideration. We are here to make you the perfect woman, to pacify the Deeks clan and most of all save everyone here."
Mio could not refute what Ayase was saying and had to admit that she had a point.
" Okay I'm willing to go with this" Mio said and Ayase smiled.
" Good. Then follow me".
Mio got up trailing behind Ayase who walked with swaying hips in her high heels. Mio could not help but stare at her from behind. Even she was mesmerised by Ayase simply by her walk. This woman definitely could have anyone she wanted. She was truly beautiful, with a sharp confidence radiating off of her.
Ayase walked Mio into one of the household room. The room had been completely changed, there were people around in black shirts and jeans.
They were holding clothes, hair-dryers and other things. Mio was shocked.
" I called these people over to help" Ayase began. " They are the best stylists I could find on such short notice".
Ayase pushed Mio forward and said with glee.
" Have at her guys. I look forward to the results!".
Mio was dragged away.
The first things the stylist did was remove the excess hair on her body. They chatted with each other about things Mio had no idea about.
They commented on her looks and chose outfits for her, that she would have never ever worn.
Mio's hair was even styled and because it was short the hairdresser decided to put extensions in.
" Hmmm, bangs or no bangs?" The stylist said as his assistants all chipped in.
" Bangs it is. Trust me, girl, you'll look much cuter with bangs".
" Ah but she has a good face you don't want to hide it," a girl with flaming red hair said.
" Hmm let's vote"
In the end, Mio had bangs cut and her black hair was dyed a golden brown. Her makeup was done and she was put in a pink dress with white heels.
When she walked out, she felt as if her entire being had been violated. Ayase walked in and looked ecstatic at the results.
" You look gorgeous" she complimented and then dragged Mio out to where the men were training.
" Everybody!" she clapped " This is the new and improved Mio!".
The men turned around and their mouths flew open.
Long was the first to speak and his voice was filled with emotion.
" Young miss? Is that you?" he asked.
One of the men named Kida couldn't believe it and ran around inspecting Mio.
Annoyed by their reactions, Mio kicked Kida away, shouting out that the change wasn't that big.
Ayase shook her head, as the high heeled Mio ran around chasing the men and threatening them.