As The Storm Passed Part IV

“That’s too fancy! You look like a mafia!” Tan exclaimed as he saw Edward in a long coat and leather shoes, looking luxurious.

“Aside from these, there are shorts, soccer shorts, tank tops, and a flamenco dancer costume,” Edward, dressed dignifiedly, said.

Tan and Cal frowned before the guild leader asked, “Are you familiar with the terms normal, mediocre, or the Middle Path, as referred to in Buddhism? And why would you have a flamenco costume though?” Tan shook his head as he spoke.

“Come on, let's get the competition over with. Leave this fancy freak alone. Where do we need to go now?” Cal looked at Edward.

“Aurora Tower, Young Master Cal.” Edward adjusted his tone of voice to match his outfit.

“There is no need for the word ‘young’!” shouted the little boy walking forward without turning around.

“Yes, Master Cal!” Edward eagerly replied. Like never before, he spoke politely to Cal, which left Tan feeling highly doubtful.