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Looking at her adorable little villainess quickly turn into the ugly boss, clothes and all, the raven-haired girl deeply regretted coming out of her isolation.
Cynthia took it as a sign that she'd seen enough of the outer world today, and her cozy home in Emilia's soul was calling her for a nice, long nap now.
"I-I'll go back and rest, g-good luck with your plans!"
Had Emilia not been so disgusted herself, she would definitely have put it on her agenda to beat Cynthia up later for her 'offense', but as it was, she really couldn't blame her partner.
After all, unlike gangster bosses in certain dramas, Andrew was about as pleasing to the eye as a dirty puddle on the footpath.
It wasn't like she needed to copy him perfectly, but since her disguise had to be at least good enough to fool the man's subordinates, the face and stature could definitely not be missed.
