"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
After everyone had finished their desserts and the chat was coming to an end, Klein next to Angel stood up holding the hem of his dress, greeted the waiter on the side, and pushed Door Opening out of the box.
The direction he left was towards the front desk of the restaurant. Did he use it as an excuse to go to the bathroom, but actually went to pay the bill...
Watching Klein leave quickly, Angel guessed.
Withdrawing her gaze, she picked up the spoon, scooped up the last bit of Creamy Mushroom Soup in front of her, and put it into her mouth.
The warmth of the hot soup flows down from the throat and reaches the stomach, which slightly relieves the cramping pain in the lower abdomen.
Counting the decades of her previous life, and even the memory of Cole Granger for more than twenty years, she never thought that one day she would have her period, and even suffer from menstrual cramps!
Fortunately, Cole has some experience in taking care of his sister Lily Granger in his memory. In his last life, he was in the Internet era and had access to relevant knowledge. He was guessing and running around in a hurry, but he finally got through these two days safely.
But for the delicious food like ice cream, she can only refuse it with tears.
This is not because she has any taboos, but rather a summary of her experience over the past few days.
Looking at the Strawberry Jam Ice Cream in front of Melissa across the table, Angel could only swallow the mushroom-flavored saliva in his mouth and forced himself to look away.
Seemingly feeling the resentful eyes, Melissa also looked up, then smiled slyly and tugged at Benson beside him.
"We also, um, go to the bathroom, Miss Granger, Mr. Azik Eggers. You guys should rest for a while and drink some after-dinner tea. Brother will be back soon."
After saying that, she pulled Benson, who looked confused, out of the box.
The waiter in the box was also called away by Klein before, so that now only Angel and Azik were left. The latter also felt the emptiness of the room. His eyes that were originally focused on the red wine in front of him looked around, and finally fell on Angel.
Angel Before today, she had only heard Klein mention this Khoy University history faculty member once. Because he was described as having a bronze complexion that was common only in the Southern Continent, and the name seemed familiar, she remembered it in her heart.
When the other person raised his head and looked at each other, she discovered that there was a mole under Azik's right ear that could only be discovered if she looked closely.
Just as she was thinking about what topic to choose to break the awkwardness in the room, Azik hesitated and spoke first.
"Miss Granger, you should be the same as Klein, you are also... um, have some extraordinary ability?"
Same as Klein, extraordinary ability?
Angel felt a chill running down his spine.
He saw that I was Beyonder. Could it be that he was too...
The university lecturer with a bronze complexion and soft facial features seemed not to notice Angel's surprise. He did not wait for the other party's answer, but continued on his own:
"When Klein met me at Khoy University last week, I could tell that he, like me, is no longer a normal person, just like you."
"There shouldn't be many people like this, but they're not rare either. When I heard him introduce you to working with him, I guessed that you all belong to an official organization, maybe a department of the police, just like the several police officers I met before..."
Listening to the other party's explanation in a calm tone, Angel felt relieved.
She carefully weighed her words and took over the conversation in a way that did not reveal any additional information.
"Yes, Klein and I both chose to join this industry because we were exposed to some extraordinary events."
"He told me that that incident resulted in the death of two of my students..." Azik sighed, with a hint of sadness in his brown eyes. "But Luck, the thing is, you have already entered this circle. As long as you take every step and be careful, you don't need to worry too much."
"But I am different. In my current life, Already Got Used To It, I teach young students. I have long and fulfilling winter and summer vacations, and I can also make friends with common topics."
"I no longer have the courage and don't want to touch the unknown and go deep into danger."
There was a vicissitude in his tone that did not suit his age.
But then, Azik changed the subject.
"Sorry, there seem to be too many lyrical parts. My students always complain that I like to talk about extracurricular things when I teach."
His brown eyes stared at Angel, making the latter sit up straight and his expression became serious.
"I see in you the incongruity of fate."
Fate's... incongruity?
Listening to the funny words like a street magician trying to attract customers, Angel couldn't laugh at all.
The other party can tell at a glance that he is Beyonder, either his own Sequence is not low, or he has some special ability to sense extraordinary power.
No matter which category this Mr. Azik belongs to, I cannot take his words as a joke.
"What kind of incongruity is it, and how should I deal with it?"
She leaned forward slightly with her upper body and asked piously.
"I can only see some irrationality, but what kind of it is... Have you encountered anything that seems to be a 'coincidence' recently? Or have you often encountered something that seems to be a 'coincidence'? Or does it feel like something is interfering or guiding you?"
A recent coincidence, or a feeling of being guided?
For example, when I was at Enmat Harbor, I happened to bump into Tomaz, the traitor of "Machinery Hivemind", who was about to kill Artisan Kavi?
For example, when tracking Antigonus Notebook, did you encounter the wanted "assassin" again?
Or maybe Madam Sharon happened to take the initiative and break into Zouteland Street when Nighthawks and others went to arrest her?
Thinking about it this way, Angel suddenly discovered that there were many similar things happening to him that seemed like "coincidences."
She nodded.
"That's right. If it's only once or twice, it's normal. But if coincidences happen too frequently, you have to think about whether there are other factors guiding it."
"The same is true for Klein. In fact, the first thing I noticed was the incongruity of his destiny. I reminded him then, and I remind you now that the 'coincidences' you have experienced may have originated from the same force."
"I can't see the deeper reason, but I believe that your fates are connected. I hope you can find out the truth of the matter together, and don't let me lose another promising student or make him heartbroken."
After finishing speaking in one breath, Azik picked up the wine glass again and drank the remaining half of the red wine in one gulp, letting out a breath of alcohol.
Looking at this university lecturer who sometimes showed a sense of history and sometimes showed a childlike liveliness, Angel couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you for your teaching, Professor Eggers."
Azik was stunned, put down the wine glass, and shook his head.
"No, I'm just a lecturer. Klein is the real mentor. Quentin Cohen is the professor. Well... I'm Senior Associate Professor for the time being. It may take a few years to become a full-time teacher. After all, it's all based on seniority now."
He corrected, half-jokingly, with a wink.
Quentin Cohen...Azik Eggers...
These two names crossed my mind, and Angel suddenly remembered where I had seen their names.
Cole Granger failed to be promoted and died. On the night when he "travelled", Madam Sharon gave him a badge, which was said to be able to receive a 200 pound bounty, with their names engraved on it.
The badge that brought him into "Tarot Club" quickly aged and disappeared like the wind!
Is this also what Azik said, a "coincidence"?