"How can fate not be changed?" Yulia's heart was beating wildly and she immediately questioned: "For example, if I commit suicide directly, wouldn't that conflict with the fate you see? Or if I don't dodge the enemy's attack in battle, then Will he die, right? If the result of your divination must be correct, will I not die no matter how hard I get beaten?"
"It is precisely because of your personality that you will not commit suicide, nor will you take the initiative to accept death in battle, so the fate I see is like this. Do you understand, Miss Yulia?" The fortune teller chuckled, and his eyes seemed to be like this. Looking at Yulia's expression under the hood: "Or... it's not impossible that you have no way to die when you want to die."
Yulia: "...That's nonsense! If the result of your divination is that I died because of something, then I might still half-believe it. But what you are saying now has no logic at all!"
Fortune teller: "Oh, don't you want to believe me, miss? Hahaha... no wonder. After all, I look too suspicious. And I was quite surprised by the results of the divination..."
Fortune teller: "In that case...how about I do a little divination for you again? If it works, then you should believe it, right?"
Yulia: "Little divination...?"
Fortune teller: "Just to predict what will happen when you go home tonight."
Fortune teller: "This divination is very simple and does not require a crystal ball. Just use Tarot cards... Come on, Miss Yulia. I want to choose five cards."
Yulia watched the fortune teller arrange the upside-down tarot cards in a row, frowned slightly, and pointed at five cards with his finger.
The fortune teller arranges the cards in the shape of a five-pointed star in the order in which she selected them, and then turns them over one after another.
Fortune teller: "Hehehe...this order of Arcana...can be seen."
Fortune teller: "When you go home, you will encounter a scene where certain utensils are broken... To put it simply, things like vases, tableware, etc. will be broken."
These words made Yulia feel very uneasy.
Because the fortune teller was too specific.
She didn't say anything else, she just stood up anxiously and walked home.
The fortune teller watched her leave with a teasing smile under his hood.
But there was no smile in his eyes.
"Ah, you're back!"
Yulia opened the door with a tired look on her face and saw Makiko Kodera coming to greet her.
The red-haired girl's outfit made Yulia stunned.
"Makiko, is this... a maid outfit?"
"Well! I thought about how bad it would be to eat and drink at your house all the time, so I thought about helping with housework! Of course, wearing a maid outfit would be more suitable!"
"Hey? No need!" Yulia shook her head quickly and said, "Are you a guest? How can I let you do the job of a maid!"
"Don't mind! It feels good to dress up as a maid occasionally!" As Makiko Kodera said this, she blushed, touched her head, and said with a smile: "By the way, do you think I'm okay in a maid outfit?" Pretty cute?”
"Well, that's true..." Yulia smiled bitterly, raised the paper bag with the pie in her hand, and shook it: "I'm bringing you something delicious! His pie tastes very good."
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"Oh! That's great! Yulia always thinks of me when she encounters something delicious! I'll take it and heat it up!"
Yulia nodded and handed the paper bag to her.
Afterwards, Yulia took the lead in coming to the living room, took off her half-plate armor, sat at the table, stared at the hanging paintings under the bright light, and took a breath.
Sure enough, I can calm down better at home.
Outside, I just think about this and that, always paying attention to that nonsense divination.
What the fortune teller said is still disturbing her mind, making it impossible for Yulia to completely calm down.
At the same time, the fatigue accumulated throughout the day also made Yulia breathless.
Drowsiness hit her all over, and she was soon so sleepy that she put her arms on the table and her face, and kept "nodding".
Finally, Yulia was completely overcome by the idea, lying on the table and falling into a coma.
She dreamed that she was back in her childhood, using the money she received from her parents for being a good child, to buy whale ice cream.
Just when he was about to take a bite of the ice cream in his dream, the crisp sound of broken glass mixed with Kodera's exclamation came from the kitchen.
Yulia woke up from her dream instantly, and after a moment of daze, she realized what had happened.
Her whole body was shrouded in a chill.
The cold emotion called fear quickly crawled out of the abyss in his heart, almost swallowing up all his thinking ability.
At this time, Hawke City.
"Hey, Nao."
"What's wrong~ Erina-chan~"
"...How long are we going to hide in this barrel?" Erina squeezed next to Nao, buried her head in her chest, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "It's so boring! And there's also a smell. The sour taste of wine and vinegar! And it’s super dark!”
"Oh, please bear with me~ Cherish the time when you can still talk now. When the fireworks show is over, we will have to keep quiet again!"
They were noisy enough to drown out the sound of two people chatting during the fireworks show.
So don't worry about your conversation being heard.
Once the fireworks show is over, you can only look out through the two breathing observation holes opened by the two people on the barrel.
His vision was very limited, and he had to keep his mouth shut to avoid being heard. Very difficult.
"Woo... I feel like I'm smelling like wine and vinegar..."
"On the bright side, it's just a new flavor. For example, I can now be used to make wine-vinegar roasted bunny ears."
"So who would eat such a thing... Oh yes, a man-eating monster would be interested."
"Hey hey hey~"
"Hey, don't laugh so excitedly, okay? I'm quite frustrated because I can't enjoy the fireworks outside... I can't see the sky from this hole at all."
"For that kind of thing, why not just imagine the scene~Safety is the most important thing, Erina-chan?"
"I know... Now let's look at Xiao Kong to relieve our boredom... Speaking of which, Asakura mentioned it, right? She really likes human observation and stuff."
"Yeah. Actually, it's just looking at a passerby as an adulterer."
"It's rude to say that. Asakura is a serious ninja!"
"It's not rude, because I often watch Saye-chan! I think it's a good hobby!"
"...It feels like Saye's life is very hard in every sense of the word."
"How could it be possible! Saye-chan must feel very happy? To be honest, it's hard work. Only passers-by who were watched and raped by Asakura would feel this way... But being stared at by a cute beautiful girl shouldn't be too sad, right? ?”
"Haha, that's true... I'm wondering if today's servants are treating others like this somewhere..."
"He is also a beautiful girl, so it doesn't matter!"
