"Without its owner, the costume will not be able to reveal even half of its splendor," said the Tailor, who always watched with joy as his creations found their new owners. This sight never bored him.
"Really, a great job," Idan praised the Tailor once again, completely satisfied with the costume.
"Thank you very much for your service," Idan said. "What about the uniform?"
"Take your time, I'll give it to you later. Now go find your sister. She asked you to find her after you get your costume."
"Hmm... okay," — Idan nodded and, having once again examined himself in the mirror and posed, teleported to Irene with a satisfied smile.
"Idan," Irene exclaimed, noticing his appearance. At that moment, she was standing in the company of Arslan and three other young men, discussing something.
