C290 The Imitation

Surveying the disarray in the living room, Odin, who had been standing there for quite some time, let out an inevitable sigh of resignation. Disguising oneself, as it turned out, was no simple feat. The entire chaotic mess was his to clean up.

"Master, is this the outcome you were hoping for? Haha, where do you even begin?" Ricci, just as disheveled as Odin