Hobart smiled at Fors. "Come on, it's not your first time attending the Tarot Club. What are you embarrassed about?"
Fors was at a loss for words. "I'm not embarrassed. You're occupying my bed!"
Hobart lay on the bed with one leg crossed over the other. "There are only two minutes until three. What if I don't make it back to the Lord's Manor in time? Would you really have the heart to make me attend the Tarot Club standing up?
"And attending the Tarot Club while standing is too risky. What if someone notices and ambushes me?"
After a pause, he added, "We're attending the Tarot Club, not doing anything else."
Fors thought that made sense, but the moment she sat on the edge of the bed, she felt something was wrong again. "Who told you to keep refusing to leave? Just now, you..."
"Alright, alright, it's almost three. Lie down already!" As he spoke, Hobart gently tugged Fors.
Fors glanced at the clock. It really was nearly three, so she half-heartedly lay down beside him.
They watched as the sun outside was covered by clouds one moment and emerged from them the next.
Hobart yawned. "Perfect weather for an afternoon nap."
Fors yawned as well and stared blankly at the sky outside.
The two of them quietly watched the view, enjoying the peace of the moment.
Suddenly, Hobart took Fors's hand. She was about to pull away when Gray Fog filled her vision. By the time she came back to her senses, she was seated on one side of the Bronze Long Table.
Fors raised a hand, intending to say something to Hobart, but then realized that now was not the time. She could only sigh helplessly.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~" Justice Audrey sat in the same direction