Dina finally got a good look and her new self in the mirror. She was a bit grateful that her miser identity could afford one at the very least.
Her eyes moved before the hung still in shock.
What came across her view was a teenage looking boy with upturned peach blossom eyes with pink pupils and smoky edges, long white hair with pink highlights whose bangs had been massacred, pink lips, and a heart-shaped face enunciated his perfectly androgynous features.
Her jaw was on the floor, she was so pretty?! Even with the botched hairstyle— No fucking wonder those miserable losers where so utterly jealous.
Along with his high profile eye and hair color, the misunderstanding was rather legitimate.
'Look at this skin— oh my goodness and the hair…!'
It was as pale as alabaster with a pinkish hue which made him look more lively despite the extreme paleness.
The worst/best part was that Jerry was too poor to afford skincare or haircare and yet with a cheap dollar store soap he floored most people's twenty step routines.
Even Dina had to admit that he was the prettiest person she had ever seen. She felt her sadness disperse a little bit.
Maybe this was why Jerry was so hesistant to ruin his face or why he couldn't afford a pillow yet could buy a mirror.
With looks such as these, who wouldn't want to protect them to the last breath and admire as much as possible?!
Dina wasn't even yet done observing.
She twirled a bit, looking a bit silly but ultimately managed to get a view of it.
Of course his assets was just as good as him— look at that perky ass!
Wait— hmm. Hmmm. He wasn't that bad either down there.
"..."
Zero couldn't put his feeling into words, it was like, even though he already knew this was now his host's body he still felt like calling the police on charges of harressment.
Dina unaware of her partner's disapproval smiled in satisfaction, feeling a bit of dissonance when the image on the mirror smiled right back at her.
But this was nothing, at the Bureau she had near damn lost her mind with the constant change of appearance of Zero to have her get used to it.
It was nightmarish but it'd helped her adjust to the body rather quickly.
She placed her right hand on the mirror while caressing her fair cheeks before smiling cheekily.
"I am Jerry…. And Jerry is me!"
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Soon the main plot point began.
Having gotten the news from a little birdie, the family of the target would track down the desperate Jerry and make him an offer he couldn't refuse.
"For the next ten years, you'll dedicate your life to the Jacksons and after your contract is completed you'll be set free with wealth enough to live a well to do life even if you decide to have a family."
Before Jerry could respond, the elegantly suited female with an intimidating aura continued, "Additionally, you'll receive protection from the Jacksons and you'll never again face any harm or prejudice."
She pushed forward the contract to Jerry. He had no seats in his house so this neatly dressed lady had to stand to make her presentation and crouched when submitting the contract.
At first was lingering amount of shame but then it wore off when Dina realized the lady probably couldn't care less.
Jerry's eyes glanced through the papers for few seconds before he asked, "Will I have my organs harvested or be forced into prostitution?"
".... No."
The lady seemed a bit surprise but Jerry couldn't give a damn.
"Will I have to kill people or harm children?"
"No."
"What's the most immoral thing I could end up doing?"
The elegant woman looked into his pink eyes and coughed awkwardly, "Smack… a kid?"
"Oh."
They both stared at each other for a good while before Jerry spoke.
"Then I accept."
Not accepting would be foolishness. It was either this or prepare to be sold off to organ dealers or pimps by his greedy landlord.
Of course this shouldn't be possible for some three months rent but turns out when their was noone at the top to protect you, society tend to get a bit ruthless to such people.
Noone spoke of the former employees, but Jerry, not the lady. Or on how she had found her.
Dina was a bit suspicious the whole incident that had Jerry blacklisted from all his workplace might have been orchestrated by the Jacksons.
Regardless, the contract was signed and after being given some space to change, Jerry managed to pick out his least shabbiest clothes, grabbed his rather archaic phone with quivering screen and greenish tint and left with the lady.
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When they arrived at the mansion, Jerry felt a bit lightheaded. The journey had taken quite a while leaving him brewing with excitement, nervousness, anxiety with a side of car sickness.
He was grateful he didn't end up throwing up.
As soon as they arrived they went through multiple security checks. From the biometrics to security guards at the gates to the ones inside the living residence and even inside with each family member present having one standing right beside them.
'Are they fucking made of gold? I don't think even the government has this level of security. Don't they have powers and stuff, why are they so scared?' Dina was peeved.
"Their opponents aren't exactly powerless either…"
It made sense but was still quite infuriating.
Outside the estate was already bedazzling enough, with the large gold tinted mansion bearing a resemblance to a castle built with a modern taste.
The wide entrance was disrupted by a wide pool which stretched sidewards across the end edges of the house.
And all around where golden structures along with some scarce vegetation.
"You are, Jerry Springer?"
The one who spoke was an incredibly beautiful female with green hair and light spring green eyes.
Jerry had been led inside and the promise of a beautiful premises given by the outside visage did not disappoint.
Only two people were present to receive him, the man of the family and the woman.
She wore a loose free gown giving her a youthful feel and if Jerry did not know better he'd have assumed she was a college student with her twentish-looks.
Her bright eyes pierced through him startling him to attention and then she smiled.
"You're awfully beautiful for a Normal, did someone lie?"
Although she was smiling, an intense pressure overwhelmed Jerry and somehow in the well aerated room he found himself sweating.
"No… I'm already past the age of differentiation for a while now so I can confirm it myself."
He hung his head low, not out of humility but because the pressure seem to lessen when he did. These prideful fucks. Even the husband was suppressing him! Was he to kneel?
"He's right honey," the male spoke, he was an older looking male with dark red hair and maroon eyes.
And yet even he looked too young for his age! According to the plot given he should be at least 50?
He looked at most in his late twenties!
Dina didn't find that too surprising, Beastmen in general lived longer and therefore aged slower. Especially Beastmen higher in the heirachy— like Ancients and Pures.
But even Normals weren't exempt to this.
Most Beastmen looks halted around their early to late twenties and remained as is for a long while before their time depleted and they eventually began aging slowly.
Very few Beastmen however retained their teenage features instead and Pures were the only group that could choose whatever age they wanted to look like within thier age range.
For example a 5 year old Pure couldn't make themselves look 20 unless it was their Beast power but they could revert to thier baby features if they desired.
The pair of red eyes strained into Jerry who shuffled nervously, "I did an extensive research on him and can confirm."
'If villian why hot—'
"That's someone's dad."
'Fine.'
'Can I simp for the lady then?'
"Doesn't she look too much like your age mate to elict that reaction?"
'If so, why mommy— no but stop judging me so bad it's the eyes. Just look at them!'
In truity the egoistical couple stared down at Jerry each with a different flavor of gaze but Zero could swear it was meant to intimidate and not simp for.
"Sure."
Dina: Why does it feel like you're still judging me (-_-)
"You must have suffered," Mrs Jackson cooed, looking more gloating than emphasizing, "Your time here… should be better."
'Should?'
The pretty lady instead went through a file of documents while her husband took over, "The kids are a bit unruly but nothing too difficult. I'd have love to introduce you to that child…"
"Please don't ruin my mood Jackson," Mrs Jackson glared weakly before turning to Jerry, "You'll be escorted to his place, there you can meet him as much as you like."
'...this bad?'
Mr Jackson chuckled while being glared at by his graceful wife. She stood up with a light frown and he did as well, curling his hands over her thin waist.
"Bad memories?"
"You should know better," she turned to Jerry who still had his hair hung low and spoke, "Your contract might end even sooner, so do your best—tolerate for as long as you can and you'll be rewarded duly."
Jerry nodded while still bowing and after flashing a smile, the entangled lovers strolled out of the room with their guards leaving him alone with the female agent that brought him in.
"Follow me," she spoke calmly, "I'll lead you to him."