"Don't look at me like that. I just noticed the commotion over here, so I watched for a while."
Klein smiled. "It was just deduction, my friend."
No.
My friend, why did you have to open your mouth?
Su Lin's lips turned pale. His right hand trembled, radiant flames surging over it.
Beside him, Meng Qi tugged at his arm and urged, "Forget it, forget it. It's not that big a deal."
"Is this a friend of yours, Mr. Gehrman? Why does he look kind of familiar?" March 7th studied Su Lin's face curiously. "I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere. I know! This calls for a divination!"
March 7th eagerly took out a stack of tarot cards, casually shuffled them facedown, then offered them to Su Lin to draw any three he liked.
"Miss March 7th is learning divination. I hope you'll indulge her." Klein dipped his head, looking quite interested himself.
He pulled a table out of thin air so March 7th could lay out the cards. He had kept this deck on the Gray Fog for years, and it offered some protection against prying eyes.
Card reading was one of the classic forms of divination. Cards provided a ready-made set of symbols, giving shape even to the vague "revelations" ordinary people sensed. Most of the time, though, the answer was ambiguous.
So this was only a bit of fun. After spending so long in supernatural worlds, returning now and then to ordinary games was good for both body and mind.
Take Su Lin. Klein thought he really needn't care so much about a few offhand remarks. Weren't fortune-telling games and personality tests common in modern society?
At heart, they were just coincidences broad enough to fit many people. The more seriously you took them, the more