Her Origins

"The Fool who does not belong to this era;

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog;

"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck,

"I have something to tell you, though I can't say whether it's good news or bad news... um, Mr. Fool, for certain reasons, Amon probably thinks you-that is, the Fool-are His father now...

"Of course, I still recommend avoiding Amon, because I don't think you could pull off playing His father... stay well away, or at least don't let Him discover you're the Fool. If He finds out, after all, we'll both be dead... haha.

"Also, please tell Mr. Hanged Man that I found the Wind-blessed potion formula for him. The seller agreed to accept payment in pounds. Three thousand pounds.

"Oh, right, do you recognize this plant? The place I'm in is covered in these strange sunflowers... I read in a book that they're called singing sunflowers. Is that right?"

Having finished her prayer, Neph opened her eyes and looked at the sunflowers around her, feeling utterly helpless.

The island was very small. Within a few hours, Neph had explored most of it and confirmed that there was nothing on it apart from those strange sunflowers.

Her luck was fairly good. After comparing what she saw with what she remembered, Neph identified the sunflower. Its scientific name was singing sunflower, and it was one of the main ingredients of the Bard potion.

The hand-drawn illustration and description in Moon City's textbook closely matched the sunflowers before her, but Neph intended to confirm it once more. If they really were singing sunflowers, she would consider packing them up and taking them with her.

As for whether she could sell them, or where... that could wait.

Neph had marked up the price of the Wind-blessed