The woman stepped into the small shop, her expensive perfume clashing with the smell of old hair tonic. "I need help, now!" she demanded, removing her sunglasses to reveal panicked eyes. "I have a royal gala in twenty minutes, and my hair is a disaster!"
[System Mission: Perform a 'Divine Style Transformation'. Time Remaining: 14:50]
[Activating: Divine Styling Vision!]
A golden grid appeared over the woman's head in Sufiyan's eyes. He saw the perfect angles and the exact points to style. Without hesitation, he picked up a simple comb, but in his hand, it felt like a magical wand.
The woman watched in the mirror, stunned. Sufiyan's hands moved with lightning speed, creating elegant waves that seemed to defy gravity.
Exactly twelve minutes later, he stepped back. The woman gasped. She didn't just look ready for a gala; she looked like a masterpiece.
[Ding! Mission Success! Reputation +20]
[Reward: Divine Silver Comb unlocked!]
"This is impossible..." she whispered, touching her hair. "Who are you?"