On Sunday morning, Angel arrived at the Divination Club as usual.
The club had far more guests on weekends than on workdays, even at a time when the entire city was hunting the Serial Killer and every young woman feared for her safety.
Angel had already wasted a day yesterday. She could not miss another opportunity to act today.
Although there had been far fewer love divinations lately, she was unwilling to deceive clients seeking other kinds of divination, such as finding people or lost objects. As a result, she did not have many opportunities to act.
Carrying a cup of coffee and tucking a newspaper beneath her arm, Angel entered her "Seer Witch" room. She had only just sat down when the door was gently pushed open and Mr. O'Neill, whom she had met before, walked in.
The middle-aged man's once-messy beard and hair had been tidied. He wore a neat shirt, vest, and trench coat, along with a half-top hat. He looked completely different from when he had been frantic with worry over his missing daughter.
"Miss Diviner, I came to thank you. With your help and the assistance of a detective recommended by Bravehearts Bar, I finally found my daughter, Emily."
As expected, Mr. O'Neill immediately expressed his gratitude.
"I'm very glad to hear that. She wasn't harmed, was she?"
Angel asked.
"Praise the Goddess, she returned home safely. Those criminals escaped, but the detective who helped me said they would be wanted and caught soon. That put my mind at ease."
"Unfortunately, Emily was badly frightened and suffered some emotional trauma. I took her to see a Psychiatrist, and the doctor said that in this situation, it would be best for her to change her living environment, stay away from familiar places, and recover slowly."
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