Shun Isagawa couldn't hide his amused smile, or the fact that he was quite impressed. "Excellent costume, Dr. Hashimoto. I can tell you really put your time into creating this one." "Don't I for all the masks I make?" Dr. Hashimoto pressed the button on the side of his mask. Instantly, the fibernetics, silicone, and mechanized shell within the artificial skin recoiled, showing his true fifty-five-year-old face once again. Milliseconds ago, he was...