After a comfortable soak in the hot spring, Achill changed into his newly bought clothes.
Actually, calling them custom-made would have been more accurate than calling them ordinary store-bought clothes. While shopping at the town's mall that day, Achill had discovered that, perhaps because the town was so small, the mall had absolutely nothing that met his aesthetic standards.
Of course, that wasn't the main point. What mattered most was his discovery that the mall sold not only ready-made clothes, but clothes made on the spot, too! He had been fretting over finding nothing suitable to wear, but once he learned he could order a custom outfit, everything became much easier!
There was, in fact, one outfit he had wanted for a very long time. Various limitations in the past had kept that wish from ever coming true.
Now that he finally had some free time and had happened upon a place that made custom clothes, Achill naturally wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away. He immediately paid a hefty sum and asked the clothing store's craftspeople to make his long-dreamed-of outfit to his specifications, using the finest workmanship and finishing it as quickly as possible!
Lying lazily on the inn's bed, Achill stroked the neatly folded outfit beside him, and a satisfied smile crept onto his lips.
He stretched, stood straight up on the bed, shook out the clothes in his hands, and quickly dressed in front of the mirror.
Just then, Laxus pushed the door open and shuffled inside, his face pale and terrified.
Oh, don't get the wrong idea. Those two absolutely weren't getting it on. The Hot Spring Inn was simply too small to offer private rooms. Instead, two rows of basic beds had been set up in a fairly cramped space. Achill occupied the