In a world where people have superpowers, my ability lets me become someone else just by putting on her clothes, and it only works on women. What's more, whenever I transform into one of them, I completely lose my own awareness and believe that I'm her!
It's a pretty useless power, but in the future, it proves to be remarkably effective.
The times are collapsing, and the world is changing. How could an ability like this become the turning point in every major event to come? And where does that leave me?
This is a story whose course you could never imagine. The fields blanketed in sunflowers are slowly being stained crimson.
