Magic Tricks Are Actually Superpowers

The two of them were each carrying some "strange" props, and this combination formed quite an eye-catching sight, drawing glances from many passing students.

(Damn normies.)

On the way, the girl naturally initiated a casual chat, her tone light and cheerful: "Are you a freshman too, classmate? Are you planning to join any clubs? Carrying so much stuff... is this equipment for an outdoor club?"

"Something like that." Lin Mu responded vaguely, not wanting to explain his "charlatan" business plan any further. "Setting up a small stall."

"A stall? Is it for handicrafts or fortune-telling or something like that?"

The girl seemed to associate this with the crystal ball in his hand, her eyes brightening slightly, though she maintained a polite, probing tone. "That sounds really interesting!"

"Yeah, fortune-telling." Lin Mu was concise, not wanting to continue the topic. "What about you? Which club do you want to join?"

"Me?" The girl tilted her head, showing a cute, thoughtful expression. "Actually, I haven't really decided yet. I heard there are many interesting clubs, so I want to take a look at them all. But..."

She paused, her voice dropping a little, tinged with a hint of embarrassment.

"I'm actually quite interested in the Student Council. I heard the Student Council has a lot of authority in the academy and can better help fellow students..."

Just like that, they chatted back and forth, and the atmosphere wasn't awkward at all.

The girl was good at finding topics and didn't pry into uncomfortable personal matters; most of the time, she was sharing her observations of the campus and her expectations for the future.

Lin Mu was responsible for short responses like "uh-huh," "oh," and "is that so." Soon, the two arrived at the spacious plaza where the club recruitment was being held.

It was already bustling with noise and excitement.

Various club stalls were lined up one after another, with banners fluttering.

Members of sports clubs were demonstrating their ball skills or martial arts in the open space.

Cultural clubs displayed exquisite works or performed music. (Why perform...)

Interest-based clubs were even more diverse, ranging from anime research to pastry making, with everything one could imagine.

Freshmen excitedly shuttled between the stalls, asking questions, filling out forms, and trying things out; the air was filled with the restlessness and anticipation of youth.

"Wow, it's so lively!"

The blonde girl looked at the scene before her with sparkling eyes, then naturally handed the bag she was holding back to Lin Mu, her face still wearing that gentle smile.

"Classmate, you should go set up your stall quickly! I'm going to go look around too! I wish you a successful recruitment!"

She waved her hand and turned to merge into the crowd.

Lin Mu took the bag and watched her back, recalling what she had mentioned on the way about being interested in the Student Council.

He chewed on his lollipop and offered a reminder:

"Hey, classmate."

"Did you just say you were interested in the Student Council? As a token of my gratitude, how about I give you a fortune-telling reading?"

"Ah..." The girl blinked, and then a gentle smile bloomed on her face again.

"No need to trouble yourself, classmate... I think I'll head over to the Student Council recruitment side first! Thanks for your kindness, bye~"

She waved her hand, intending to head toward the Student Council registration point.

Lin Mu's brows twitched almost imperceptibly at these words.

The lollipop in his mouth was nudged by his tongue, rotating once inside his oral cavity.

He watched her turning back and recalled her previous statement, deciding to let her witness his fortune-telling ability (Superpower Activated).

Just as the girl was about to step away, Lin Mu spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it reached her ears clearly. His tone was flat, as if he intended to pierce through something, and he accurately called out her name:

"Ichinose Honami."

"You... you know me?"

Ichinose Honami froze in place for a moment, her purple eyes filled with confusion.

She opened her mouth slightly, her pretty face full of bewilderment.

She had only been enrolled for two days and had only introduced herself in Class B, but she had never seen this white-haired boy in Class B.

How did he know her name? At this moment, the doubt in Ichinose's heart rippled outward.

Lin Mu watched her surprised expression, feeling as if the sweetness of the lollipop in his mouth had become even clearer.

He maintained his lazy posture and spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of the deliberate, detached air of a "mysterious fortune-teller":

"Right now, you must be wondering why I know your name, right?"

He tilted his head slightly, his white hair swaying with the movement. "Actually, I really am a fortune-teller.

I came here today intending to set up a stall to provide divination and guidance for students in need, to foresee the path ahead."

He noticed the suspicion rapidly rising in Ichinose Honami's eyes—a kind of instinctive disbelief and vigilance toward "metaphysics."

He continued in a calm tone: "I know, you likely don't believe it.

You think fortune-telling is all a deceptive trick, a psychological comfort, or perhaps you think I might have obtained your information through some other channel and am just playing the charlatan here."

He took half a step forward, looking at Ichinose with calm eyes: "How about this? As a thank you for your kind help earlier, and to prove it... I'll give you a free reading.

Let's divine one thing you want to know right now. We'll see if the result matches what you find out later. How about that?"

Ichinose Honami was indeed harboring heavy suspicions.

She was a rational and gentle girl who had always kept her distance from ethereal things like fortune-telling or divination, viewing them as nothing more than tools to provide emotional support; how could there be any real foresight in this world?

However... the fact that the other party had accurately called out her name was truly eerie, though it didn't necessarily mean it was obtained through divination; it could have been gathered through other channels.

At the same time, she did indeed feel a fair amount of trepidation and uncertainty in her heart regarding joining the student council.

Plus, the fact that he had offered a free reading as a way to "repay" her, and his attitude seemed sincere enough...

After hesitating for a moment, her gentle nature and a spark of curiosity got the better of her.

She took a light breath, a gentle yet cautious smile reappearing on her face, and spoke in a soft tone:

"Then... then I'll have to trouble you, classmate."

"I really... would like to know if I can successfully join the student council; it's very important to me."

The latter part of her sentence was slightly lower, revealing her true thoughts.

"Of course."

Seeing her agree, a flash of cunning—the look of a plan succeeding—flickered quickly across Linmu Fujimiya's eyes, though his expression remained calm.

He formally introduced himself: "Let me start with a formal introduction. My name is Linmu Fujimiya, from Class D of the first year.

For now, as you can see, I am a fortune-teller. Thank you again for your help just now."

He pointed to a relatively quiet corner on the edge of the plaza, "Let's head over there; I'll set up my stall first."

The two walked to the corner.

Just as Ichinose Honami watched curiously as Linmu set down the large pile of items in his hands, wondering how he would assemble that somewhat complex-looking folding tent.

No one noticed that Linmu's psychokinesis had already been activated silently.

The tent bag unzipped automatically, and the poles popped out, extended, and snapped into place as if they had a life of their own;

The folding table unfolded and stabilized automatically;

Two small stools hopped out of the bag and landed precisely on either side of the table;

Even the banner that read "Accurate Divination, Foreseeing the Path Ahead" flew up on its own and hung steadily above the entrance of the tent.

The entire process was smooth and rapid, completed in the blink of an eye.

To Ichinose Honami, it felt as though her vision had blurred for a second; it seemed as if Linmu had only fiddled with things for a moment, and a decent little fortune-telling stall had already appeared before her eyes.

"Wow, Linmu-kun, your manual skills are amazing! You finished it so quickly, is this magic?"

Ichinose Honami exclaimed in genuine admiration, her eyes filled with even greater surprise, and the lingering doubt about "how he knew her name" was temporarily suppressed by this "magical" sleight of hand.

"Just some little tricks." Linmu lied without changing his expression, taking the brand-new deck of tarot cards and the crystal ball out of his bag and placing them on the table covered in dark velvet cloth.

"So, Ichinose-san, let's begin. Would you like to choose a tarot card reading, or shall we use the crystal ball?"