The moment I saw my reflection in her eyes, all the noise around me disappeared.

Am I really moving as I wish? Is my face betraying confusion, stripped of the defiant confidence granted by the Mesugaki Skill?

In a rush, I pulled a mirror from my inventory and examined the face reflected in it.

Since stepping into this world, I’d grown sick of seeing Lucy’s face. Her undeniably cute and pretty appearance had become so familiar that I barely noticed it anymore.

That’s why I knew all too well the limitations of expressions I could make. The constraints of the …