Inage had finished making candies for the children, her long white haired weaved as Inage looked at herself in the mirror, she placed her pipe on a small cigar tray and admired her rejuvenation, her soul art had de-aged her adequately, she felt much better, there was nothing against aging properly, but sometimes it was a hazle for her to deal with back pain, she wore her blue skin tight battlesuit and had that white cloak on her shoulders, once she finished fixing her long white hair, she took her pipe.

"Hmm, I wonder if I still have the touch and kick some ass." Inage pondered, she chuckled as she walked, her cleavage bounced, she raised an eyebrow, she began to fix her suit and it was quite compressing on that area.

"Oh well, I guess I can allow some poor devil have a last view before slaying him." Inage chuckled, as she walked out of the store and locked it, she vanished in one leap, moving across rooftops.