Adam had always deeply agreed with the saying that people never minded trouble when doing bad things.
Because he was exactly that kind of person.
In his script, Noah was a transmigrator, and his codename had been chosen by himself. Meanwhile, Diga was a local, part of the team the Extraordinary organization had assigned to Noah, so naturally, his codename had also been chosen by Noah.
He could already imagine Klein inventing all sorts of backstory for the name Noah after learning it. Noah—ninety-nine percent of people would instinctively think of Noah's Ark.
Then, after learning Diga's name and linking it to Noah, Klein would definitely stare at Noah in astonishment—
Which fucking Noah are you?
As Adam anticipated, the time for the Tarot Club gathering soon arrived—though in reality, it was the very next day.
The day Klein went to the Café was Saturday.
He asked Captain Dunn about Old Neil's problem, Captain Dunn immediately decided to pull Old Neil back onto the right path, and that evening, they recruited Noah. All of that happened on Sunday.
Timing it precisely, Klein pulled the three members Above the Gray Mist. Deep crimson, illusory light engulfed Noah from all directions.
"Good afternoon, Mister Fool~"
Not long after he opened his eyes, a cheerful young woman's voice rang out. This was evidently Miss Justice—Audrey Hall.
Noah could not help looking over. She had slightly curled blonde hair and a tall figure. Though her features were somewhat blurry, she still gave the impression that she could not possibly be ugly.
"Good afternoon, Mister Hanged Man~"
Audrey's energetic greeting continued until she noticed an unfamiliar figure beside her.
The Tarot Club was held around a long table. There was one seat at each end and ten seats along either side, corresponding to the twenty-two