Chapter 121

"Oh, you surprisingly look fine."

Prof commented once Jill stepped out of the door. He was fully equipped with the perfect tools of disguise.

Hair, check.

Uniform, check.

Heels, check.

And lastly, chest, check.

Jill looked grumpy as he was having a hard time walking with the stilettos on his feet. He felt like walking on a pair of sticks that might break anytime. It almost feels like he'd die once he fails a step.

Meanwhile, Prof judged him shamelessly.

"You look just like those typical girls at bars… not bad, Jill. I'll give you 8 points for that." he stated.

Jill was not the least bit happy with his remark. He just looked around the room and started checking the others as he removed the stray of hair on his face. Funny it might sound, but he needed the help of two professionals just to achieve this look.