"This face isn't pretty enough," Rouge Immortal said, rubbing her newly acquired temporary cheek with the back of her hand, disinterestedly, "but at least it's a woman's, which doesn't disgust me as much."
Rouge Immortal, a thousand faces, a thousand skins.
Once the skin had been changed, it was hard to distinguish between reality and deception, even for spirits and demons.
In terms of disguise ability, aside from the legendary item "Ghost's Leather Coat" owned by Kamiyagawa, there didn't seem to be too many people or objects that could surpass the Rouge Immortal.
Just now, it was also "the Hour of the Snake" in which she had temporarily switched faces in the city park nearby.
The tiny old man who was following her scent from afar, lost track of her in an instant.
In the park, the Rouge Immortal checked the new face she had put on, found it flawless, and then suddenly started chuckling behind her hand, her steps light as she walked through the rain.
