Two days later…
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After dressing up in a long, jacquard punk coat with silver embroidery, Cedric really did look not just like a proper aristocrat, but like someone from a high noble family. He adjusted his collar and asked, "How do I look?"
Without even looking up from the novel she was reading, Aika remarked, "Like a prized Cornish hen."
Cedric smiled.
'Prized, huh. That's a step up.'
By now, he had come to accept that as a genuine compliment.
Barely a few seconds later, a knock echoed thrice on the door. It was then pushed open, and Arthur walked in holding a large, frosted glass bottle filled with an amber liquid.
This specialized brew was called Elena's Tears. When a person drank it, they would be placed in a state of absolute sensory clarity. It immediately cleared away the effects of a hangover. It could also slow aging a bit, restore a receding hairline, and replace food entirely for a short while.
