Two Prophecies

"Sephiria, you don't look so good. You overdid it way too much yesterday, didn't you? Want a Senzu Bean?" Melutis teased, blinking.

"No need." Sephiria calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.

"That's strange. These Senzu Beans you're talking about are for healing injuries, right? Is this young lady hurt?" The Oracle Fish tilted its head.

"..."

Hearing the Oracle Fish's words, a faint blush rose on Sephiria's cheeks. She glanced at Roland, then picked up the bowl of century-egg congee on the table and started drinking it.

Roland had taken an undeserved glare for no reason at all and cried injustice inwardly. Melutis really is bold. The way she talks is practically driving.

After a delicious breakfast, the Oracle Fish leaned back against the edge of its fishbowl in satisfaction.

"Thank you for the breakfast. I feel very satisfied. How about... I make a few prophecies for you?" The Oracle Fish took the initiative to offer Roland a prophecy. Roland was quite interested. "Are your prophecies accurate?"

"Generally speaking, they're very accurate, though sometimes it also depends on luck."

"All right, then. Try making one."

"Mm," the Oracle Fish replied.

Sephiria and Melutis watched curiously from the side. Roland explained, "This Oracle Fish is a good friend of Beerus, the God of Destruction. It can foresee many things in the future."

The Oracle Fish closed its eyes, and the feelers on its head began to sway. The staff-mounted fishbowl carrying it floated crookedly through the air. "Mm-hmm, I see it. So many, so many red things, and blue ones too. Ah, those lights are too dazzling."

Red and blue light?

Roland fell into thought.

"What did you foresee?" Although the Oracle Fish's personality was unreliable, it did indeed have the power of prophecy.

"Two fragments. Mm-hmm, Mr. Roland,