Prologue
You will believe. The car door opened automatically, and the fortune teller extended a hand, as if a powerful attraction was drawing the girl into the car
What you said is just like in the movie The girl frowned, preparing to open the door and get out
"Your prince will appear beneath the beautiful cherry blossom tree on the night of Halloween; he is your true destiny..." The voice of the fortune teller pierced the air, and the wheel of fate began to slowly turn...
"That is because I have not finished speaking yet, my dear girl, please turn over the last card." The fortune teller suddenly lowered her voice, successfully halting the girl's actions with a tone that was mysterious, eerie, and serious.
Ah, if only I could become a student at the Cosmic Academy
Bang
The girl does not believe at all; she has long stated that superstitious pseudoscience is a deception, yet she still wastes her time following it
The luxury sedan came to a steady stop in front of the fortune-telling shop
In an instant
In the technologically advanced 26th century, no one would believe in divination or fortune-telling as such pseudoscience
The silent air inside the car is in motion. The fortune teller, with fingers adorned with amethyst, skillfully manipulates the intricately patterned tarot cards
The last card was gently tossed by the girl onto the leather cushion, and it was the "Wheel of Fortune"
Stop dreaming, getting into a key city school is not that easy
The girl tightened her grip on the backpack in her hands and stepped back two paces in fright
Cosmic Academy
She has just received the admission notice from the Universe Academy
I apologize for startling you
After the announcement of the high school entrance examination scores, the students walked along the streets as dusk deepened, chatting and laughing, full of excitement and joy
The girl tilted her head slightly, looking up at the shop with a puzzled expression. Is there really such a strange shop near the school these days?
On the night of Halloween, something appeared under the cherry blossom tree? It feels like a scene from a drama! The girl found the situation rather absurd, clearly skeptical of the prophecy of divination, yet unable to resist her curiosity, she softly inquired, "What is the easternmost place in this city?"
"Girl, the prince destined to be connected with you is about to appear." The fortune teller's voice was low, carrying a hint of mystery
The electric window slowly descended, revealing a figure inside the cabin, completely wrapped in black fabric, with their face covered, and a box of tarot cards resting on their knees. "Girl, the time has come for you to accept your destiny."
That is indeed my goal of striving
In the crowd, a long-haired girl dressed in a simple blue school uniform and wearing pure white long socks stands quietly at the entrance of a deserted fortune-telling shop, gently holding her backpack in front of her chest.
A gentle breeze swept through the street, lifting her silky smooth hair, as the girl moved her feet in preparation to leave
I do not believe in divination the girl stated her position
The girl observed the changes in the fortune teller's gaze, who took a shallow breath and exclaimed: "Girl, you are about to experience a romantic love affair. Your prince will appear under the cherry blossom tree on Halloween night. The prince who belongs to you will appear under the beautiful cherry blossom tree on Halloween night; he is your destined one... Your zodiac sign faces east, and your prince will appear in the far east of this city."
It is indeed a deception
The girl was somewhat taken aback; she bit her lip and looked at the fortune teller with a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes
The fortune teller, with slender fingers adorned by a large amethyst ring, pointed sharply towards the opposite shore
In the distance, a silver-gray luxury sedan with blue flames flickering from its rear sped along the highway at lightning speed, its transparent windows reflecting the scenery of the city
The girl hesitantly turned over two of the three tarot cards.