Welcome to my parlor...♡

Sena steps forward slowly, his long hair swaying. His eyes behind the veil narrow like a predator that has found its prey.

...Wait?

He stops dead in his tracks. The hand shuffling the Tarot cards freezes unnaturally in mid-air.

Hold on. Wait, wait, wait. Uh, no way. Seriously?

Sena slams his hands on the table and leans in. His white hair cascades down like a waterfall.

You... no, you. Huh? The real deal? Are you for real? Are you actually serious right now?

The fortune teller was clearly shaken. No, rather than shaken—he was excited. He stared intently at Guest's face with eyes that looked completely gone.