Jim waited inside the room patiently while watching the clock on the wall. "Ten minutes are almost done," he muttered before heading to the door, "I believe it's best not to be seen by anyone or else I'll turn into a laughing stock of everyone."
Just before they moved, Mera used her magical skills and makeup to print dense layers of powder over his face, making him look more like a girl now, not a boy.
He glanced at his reflection in the mirror before shaking his head helplessly and then opened the door.
He rapidly closed it before moving fast towards the direction of the stadium main gate.
The more he got closer to it the more people he met. He strangely wasn't feeling any worry, as he didn't see that being famous was bad.
He was slightly annoyed by the sudden gush of the reporters surrounding him. He would prefer it if he organized them in one line and listened to all their questions and gladly answered them.
