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"Are you sure I'm wearing this?" Gala asks with a puzzled expression. A black shirt paired with black pants and worn-out shoes replaced by a fancier pair completely transforms Gala's appearance. Yet, he only bought the clothes from a store available all along the city edges he passed. Gala asked Dice to show him a store where, according to her, the prices were still reasonable.

"Sure, sir," Dice widens her smile, albeit awkwardly. But she genuinely shows her sincerity.

"Not over the top?"

Dice quickly shakes her head, then hands him something she deems suitable for her boss. A square-framed glasses with a not-too-thick frame. Gala frowns in dislike.

"Why do I have to wear this?"

"This isn't just ordinary glasses, sir. Here, you can read information clearly about everyone you meet, including..."

"What?" Gala gets impatient. He flips the glasses with a curious face. There's nothing special about his vision regarding these glasses. "Does Xavier wear these too?"

"No, sir. Mr. Xavier is us
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