Monday Afternoon Three O'Clock, Above the Gray Fog.
Audrey was the first to smile. She rose and bowed toward the seat of honor. "Good Afternoon, Mr. Fool∽"
After receiving a slight nod in response, Audrey greeted the Hanged Man, the Magician, and the others in turn.
This was already part of the Tarot Club's daily routine. After hearing Audrey's cheerful "Good Afternoon, Miss Fate∽," Alice nodded happily, then watched Audrey continue greeting the others.
Even the most somber-looking World nodded under Klein's control in response to Audrey's greeting.
In such an atmosphere, Derrick's absent-mindedness stood out all the more.
"What are you worried about?" Audrey asked Derrick after finishing her greetings, saving the others who had been curious about his situation from having to speak up.
The Sun, Derrick, did not hide anything. He immediately recounted in full how he had successfully "pretended to be sick" and been sent to the bottom of the Round Tower for isolation and treatment. When he was done, he asked:
"Honorable Mr. Fool, will that Mystical Item discover that I am attending the Tarot Club?"
Unable to observe Mr. Fool's expression through the Gray Fog, Audrey turned her gaze toward Alice and saw her press her lips together just in time to stop herself from laughing aloud.
...She thought this worry was amusing, unnecessary?
Audrey tried to guess Alice's thoughts. However, she didn't know that Alice was smiling simply because she felt that Mr. Fool probably didn't know the answer to the question either...
Klein secretly mocked the matter in his heart within the Gray Fog. Then, lightly tapping the edge of the Bronze Long Table with his finger, he smiled casually. "Normally, it won't be able to discover it, but some Mystical Items possess unusual effects."
Mr. Fool's assured reply successfully put Derrick