Yorknew City, inside a private room at a luxury hotel.
Light, who had recovered from his injuries and been discharged from the hospital, paced back and forth through the sitting room.
For once, there were no mob bodyguards in the room. Only father and daughter were there.
At that moment, Light's heart was filled with indescribable mixed emotions. He could not tell what state of mind he was in.
He looked toward the clock hanging on the wall. Today was the last day of November.
Once midnight passed, a new month would begin.
The reason he paced about so anxiously was that he was about to witness his daughter display her extraordinary ability once more—divination.
True fortune telling, like a prophecy.
"Father, I'm a little sleepy." Nion sat on the sofa, watching television while rubbing her eyes.
She spoke while hugging a teddy bear in her arms.
"Sweetheart, hold on a little longer. Father really needs you to tell my fortune," Light said.
Hearing her father's words, Nion sighed helplessly, put her hands on her hips, and nodded with an exaggeratedly grown-up air. "I really can't do anything about you. Fine, then let this future great diviner tell your fortune. I hope you stay safe and sound this month and don't end up in the hospital again."
Her father's hospitalization after an accident last month had worried Nion greatly.
Hearing his daughter's words, Light looked up at the time and saw that it had indeed passed midnight. He hurriedly sat down opposite her.
This time, he could not waste any more time.
Nion sat cross-legged directly in front of the coffee table, picked up a pen, and began telling fortunes in the Notebook that had been prepared beforehand.
The moment she entered her divination state, Nion's eyes widened. Her originally