Chapter 113 Bonds And Laughter - Part I
- “Which one should I take?” Erdem stood before me, holding up two suits, a puzzled look on his face. I paused from folding the cloth in my hands, my brow furrowing in confusion.
- "They are the same black suits," I replied, trying to understand Erdem's dilemma.
- He blinked a few times, examining the suits in his hands. "The fabric is different?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly.