Blake was on the bus.
He sat near the window, one hand resting against his thigh while the other occasionally adjusted the cap sitting over his head.
He'd been nervous when he first left the base, but now he was feeling much better.
He glanced at the reflection in the window. The face staring back at him wasn't his. I'll Sneak For My Lover felt different; he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The skill had been upgraded to A-grade, but he hadn't had much opportunity to test it properly.
Still... everything seemed to be working. If he was right in front of someone, looking at them in eye, they would've still noticed him, even if for a short time.
But now it was different, even if he tried staring at someone while being right in front of them, he still wasn't being noticed.
Nobody was giving him a second glance.
'Gosh, this infiltration will be far easier!'
The bus eventually stopped.
Blake stood and stepped off. The hospital stood only a short distance away.
