This Monday's Tarot Club was somewhat unusual.
Justice Audrey, as usual, began with Mr. Fool and greeted everyone one by one:
"Good Afternoon, Mr. Fool∽
"Good Afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man∽
"Good Afternoon, Mr. World∽
"Good Afternoon, Miss Magician∽
"Good Afternoon, Fa..."
Her voice abruptly stopped.
Alice turned her head in confusion, adjusted the monocle over her right eye, and blinked her eyes as she asked Audrey, "What's wrong, Miss Justice?"
Still vividly remembering what had happened at last week's Tarot Club, Audrey said nothing. She looked at Mr. Fool, who was as usual within the Gray Fog, then, out of trust in him, dryly greeted her:
"Good Afternoon, Miss Fate."
Alice nodded happily.
The other people, who also vividly remembered the story of the monocle and Amon, naturally noticed the monocle over Alice's right eye. Yet none of them took the initiative to ask about it. In the end, Alice, unable to hold herself back, spoke first:
"Don't you think my monocle is beautiful?"
No one spoke. The Tarot Club fell into Dead Silence.
Alice looked at everyone in turn with displeasure. In the end, only The Hanged Man Alger sincerely praised it: "Very beautiful."
Alice immediately became delighted. "See? I just peeled this off Amon's corpse!"
Thus, Alger stopped speaking as well.
Within the Gray Fog, Klein knocked twice on the table to keep the gathering going. After drawing everyone's attention, he said:
"Stop fooling around, Fate."
Alice displeasedly kicked the leg of her chair, pouted, and sprawled across the table.
This behavior practically confirmed that The Fool and Fate knew each other, and that their positions were relatively equal.
However, aside from Fors the Magician, who had rarely seen Alice act so recklessly, even Derrick the Sun was not particularly surprised.
After a brief moment of surprise, Fors