Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V.
Day 4: Costume and Day 5: Uniform
Edo was used to getting weird looks.
That being said, the Resistance Camp took the cake; sure, he was an enemy just a few hours ago, but everyone was staring at him as if he were an alien. Not as in, a "person from a different dimension" alien, but as in "really really weird" alien. To their defense, Noroma-chan – erm, Noru Mamoru – was getting similar looks, but he was shouting about the soup being five minutes late in the same panicked manner he was shouting about falling behind schedule in the ARC Area Project. DOESN'T COUNT.
Point was, as Edo was trying to familiarize himself with his surroundings and organize the former Academia soldiers and the Resistance at once – for a rebel group with no command chain, they were extremely disciplined – the odd looks he was getting were starting to make him feel awkward. Heck, even the Tyler sisters were throwing glances at him!
Perhaps a small break to introduce himself to the civilians in a proper manner was in order.
Before he knew it, it was a good two hours he was running around trying to keep up with the busy schedule of the Resistance refugee camp, which included rotating shifts, taking care of injured an patients, providing food and generally experience what could only be described as the life of a social worker in a nutshell.
"This is exhausting…", he groaned to himself.
"Hey, sir. Nice suit.".
Surprised, Edo looked down at his feet to see a tiny boy staring at him wide-eyed, looking like the personification of innocent curiosity.
So that's why everybody is staring at me… He had not been seen without the cape that showed his rank in Academia for a full year now. He stared down at his outfit. A grey silk suit of excellent quality with a sharp cut, complete with golden militaristic trimmings and a high collar. Heh. He had not realized how nice it looked. In comparison, the cape of the Commander-in-Chief looked lame. It was much easier to move without the extra layer. It was as if he was a little boy wearing his daddy's jacket, playing pretend that he was all grown up and serious even though the jacket was bigger than him. As if he was wearing a costume.
"Thank you. I'm glad you like it.", he replied with a smile.
The uniform was a costume, and now his suit would be his new uniform. Militaristic but independent. No more playing pretend.
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