Lucy moved closer to her master and helped him finish adjusting his outfit. Her fingers straightened one side of his collar before she stepped back slightly to inspect the result.
"Do you like it?"
She asked.
Ezra looked down at his outfit and lightly adjusted the sleeve around his wrist.
"The material and the fashion behind the execution are cool."
He replied honestly in his usual plain tone.
A satisfied smile immediately appeared on Lucy's face.
"I knew you would like it."
She replied, looking pleased with herself.
"Guys!"
Luke suddenly entered the tent with an enthusiastic expression.
"We are back from stalking."
Vera answered firmly before Luke could even finish opening his mouth.
The words entered the tent and stayed there.
Several club members who had been talking immediately stopped. Their heads slowly turned toward her.
Luke remained frozen at the entrance.
"Lady Vera Ashenlocke, calling our sightseeing stalking isn't quite—"
