Before everyone knew it, it was already the start of a new day. The moment Devin and Levin came home, they already prepared the disguise that Devin is going to drink so he would look like Angeal.
With Ivar giving him the concoction, Devin scrunched his nose when he smelled the bitterness from it—as if it was alcohol.
It also looked thick and at the same time, bubbling in the glass. It made the Soul Eater hesitate to drink it as he looked and stared at Ivar who gave him the concoction.
"This looks like the polyjuice potion from Harry Potter," Devin complained as he furrowed his brows, Ivar, arching a brow at him.
"Don't talk nerdy to me now. Just drink it. It will make you look like Angeal for at least a week."
Devin widened his eyes.
"I am going to drink this once a week until Angeal wakes up?"
Ivar nodded, stifling his laughter.
"Yes."
Devin narrowed his eyes at him, "Are you sure that you're not doing this on purpose?"