Mysterious Woman

Haruto froze.

His mind raced. Why wasn't his skill working? But that was impossible. 

The system kept notifying him that his appearance was still Ren and it would soon fade, and a quick glance at his reflection in the cabinet's glass confirmed it—he still looked like Ren.

'Is he bluffing? No… it's because I'm not acting like Ren.'

Suppressing his nerves, Haruto forced a laugh, keeping his expression relaxed. 

"What are you saying? Are you drunk? Do I look like someone else to you?"

Panic would only make things worse. He had to keep his composure.

Daiki's lips curled into a smirk. "Then tell me—why did you say you'd kill Haruto? The last time I saw you in the hospital, you were scared shitless of him."

Haruto's fists clenched.

'Dumbass! Of course, that bastard would be traumatized! He's a coward!'

He scrambled for a response, forcing his voice to shake slightly as if regaining his confidence.