"Wear that ugly mask yourself if you want to wear it!" Haruhi clearly wanted nothing to do with the mask.
"Ah, then I'll show off a little." Jiu Ming shook his head and said helplessly. Forget it, wasting one use didn't matter. Besides the limit on the number of uses, there was also a total time limit—once it had been used too long, the thing would be scrapped.
It wasn't as though he had no reason for wanting to save this thing for Haruhi. Though Panel-kun had called Haruhi "immune to all laws," she had a hard time resisting certain ordinary accidents... For example, she could be injured from falling from a height, hurt or even killed by bullets fired from guns, suffocate from a lack of oxygen...
A mighty yet fragile Great Goddess Haruhi...
"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm watching!" A trace of anticipation appeared in Haruhi's eyes. "Let me see what this thing can do."
"Then watch closely... Urgh!?" When the mask was less than a centimeter from Jiu Ming's face, it suddenly warped on its own and stuck to him. In Haruhi's eyes, Jiu Ming was instantly engulfed by a whirlwind... The whirlwind seemed to have been formed by his body spinning at high speed. Was his body made of rubber to spin like that?
"Whew! That feels great!" Once the whirlwind vanished, Jiu Ming tossed his long hair. Pulling it over to look, he found that his black hair had turned as brightly multicolored as poisonous mushrooms. Unconcerned, he flung it back, snapped his fingers at the side, and a mirror appeared out of thin air in his hand. Through it, he saw that his whole face had turned a lush shade of green. "Hmm! No green hat needed." Grinning wide to reveal a mouthful of