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"Everyone."
"I have returned."
Within a magnificent Kingdom of God beyond human imagination, the god seated high above the gray fog looked down upon everything below.
He saw familiar faces he had not seen in a long time, their varying expressions of shock and unconcealable delight. Under the gaze of that lofty, great existence, the members of the Tarot Club lowered their heads.
A long time had passed since their abrupt parting without any warning. The Fool remained silent, spending what was, for him, a rather long time looking over the members of his gathering one by one. He was pleased and reassured to find that they were all still as he remembered them.
Only when his gaze crossed the endless void and met that of Xio, who was curled up in her chair beneath a blanket, did it linger a little longer. Uneasy, she wanted to wrap herself up in the blanket, but did not dare move rashly under a god's gaze.
Seeing this, the corners of the Fool's indistinct face lifted slightly into the smile most familiar to them all.
"I have returned and will resume presiding over the meetings."
"Await my word."
"Thank you, thank you! Thank you so much, Miss Audrey..."
The woman holding her husband, who had returned from the dead, kept nodding and bowing to Audrey. Tears once again covered her mud-stained face. The young man, who had just regained consciousness and was still lying weakly on the ground, also looked at Audrey gratefully, unable to speak.
"You're welcome. He wasn't actually dead. I merely woke him again."
"Without your rescue breathing, his life could still have slipped away at any moment. You brought him back, too."
After reviving the last drowning victim, Audrey finally breathed a full sigh of relief. She