CHAPTER 143: What they remembered well part one.

Continued: The boutique attendant eyed them up and down before patting her chest and reassuring her, "This is my specialty. Leave it to me! I'll make this old man look youthful and energetic as a kid!" Wulvric had been standing there, ready to pay anytime after she finished picking clothes. But when the attendant suddenly handed him a couple of outfits, he was a bit puzzled. "Such a handsome young man, why waste away in such ancient clothes" the woman, Adele said. "There is the fitting room, try them on!" Wulvric looked at Elodia, waiting for a reply at such blasphemy but Elodia burst out laughing. "You need to change those. I want to see you in something new" Elodia pleaded, her puppy dog eyes evident. He gazed deeply into Elodia's clean and bright smile, not saying much more, and took the pile of clothes into the fitting room. Before long, he emerged neatly dressed. Wulvric was undeniably flawless in numerous ways, both in appearance and physique, a realistic clothes hanger.