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<span class="mu-s">“Don't try to play cute with me. You're the reason I look like an anime character right now!”</span> you said, pointing an accusatory claw at her.
Ami Han put her hands up in surrender and gave you an annoyingly apologetic smile.
<span class="mu-s">“My bad! Let me fix that for you.”</span>
<span class="mu-s">“Mercy, are you seeing this right now?”</span> you muttered under your breath.
<span class="mu-s">“I am afraid so, my child.”</span> Mercy said, her voice reverberating through your very bones.
Good. At least you weren't going crazy on top of everything else.
The fox demon known as Ami Han greatly resembled the Kumiho you had seen in that vision. She wore a white Hanbok with blue accents and a skirt that went well above the knee. The personal adjustments she’d made took a traditional Korean dress, and turned it into a crop-top and mini-skirt.
Nine voluminous tails sprouted from her lower back as well, covering her backside and spreading out to either side of her hips. They didn’t so much as touch the floor, despite their volume and quantity.
Ami Han snapped her fingers, and a cloud of smoke enveloped your body! You coughed, and brought a hand up to your mouth. Once the smoke cleared, you looked to glare at Ami Han…but then, you noticed an important detail. Your fingers, or, more specifically, the nails on those fingers were…normal! They were the same nails you had before all this Slayer nonsense began! And that meant…
You ran a hand through your hair and yanked out a single strand. It was black!
Your disbelief must've been clear on your face, because Ami Han conjured up a silver hand mirror and floated it over to you. You took a wary step back, but it stopped several inches away from your face, giving you a good, long look at your face.
Your face. Not the Slayer's, or Kumiho Cindy’s face. This was your face, before you hit monster puberty. With one exception.
And that was a single white streak running down the full length of your hair. That was the only thing that hadn't changed.
<span class="mu-s">“Is this…a trick?”</span> you asked hesitantly, feeling your lower back for any traces of unwanted fur. There was none!
<span class="mu-s">“In a way, yeah! I transformed you so that you would look like your old self. You're still a fox on the inside.”</span> Ami Han proudly declared. <span class="mu-s">“I can make you taller too, if you want.”</span>
You pretended to consider that frankly insulting offer, whilst scanning the room for your sword. Where was it!? It wasn't where you'd left it. Had Ami Han taken it before confronting you? You wouldn't put it past her.
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