Mystery: Lucky

Dunne didn't say anything, but just said he knew it quietly, and then motioned Alice to leave.

When Alice came out, Leonard was still waiting for her - looking at his slightly excited expression, he probably just wanted to ask her about her dream.

Sure enough, when Leonard saw her come out, he smiled and waved her over.

Alice looked at him speechlessly and asked him, "Do you want to ask about my dream?"

"Yes, tell me about it, this is the first time I've heard of such a thing..." Leonard readily admitted.

"You..." Alice looked him up and down, and after he unconsciously stood up straight, she lowered her voice to advise him, "Your figure is not suitable for wearing a skirt."

"?" Leonard's eyes widened.

"I'm serious." Alice vowed.

"...I don't want to try it myself!" Leonard was emotional but defended himself in a low voice.

"I understand, you have a friend who wants to try it." Alice quickly took over the conversation.

"?" Leonard stared at Alice. After a moment, Alice couldn't help but hold the counter and laughed so hard that Leonard was worried that she might fall.

——Even a fool should realize that she was joking just now.

"Okay, but there's really nothing to say... It's just that Tris who appeared in my dream is a very beautiful woman, that's all." After laughing enough, Alice explained helplessly.

Leonard looked a little disappointed: "That's it?"

"What else do you think?" Alice asked back.

"Because you said it became, I thought..." Leonard shook his head and changed the subject, "Are you interested in accompanying me to the underground trading market at night?"

"?" Alice blinked, raised her head, and looked him up and down again with the eyes of looking at the goods.

"... What are you looking at?" Leonard couldn't stand it anymore.

"Well... You are inviting me on a date... Ouch!" Alice, who was hit on the head, widened her eyes.

"I'm not a pervert," Leonard said with a gnashing voice, "You're not even an adult yet... and I invited Klein!"

"Oh ∽" Alice nodded with some understanding and concluded, "The one you really wanted to invite was Klein."

So their fragile friendship broke down again, and Leonard reached out to hit Alice hard - but she dodged it because she was prepared.

"Okay, I'm kidding, what I mean is, have you forgotten that I can't open my eyes to look at Klein?" Alice explained while dodging.

Leonard stopped moving. He obviously realized what he had overlooked. He frowned and hesitated: "I just thought that since I was going to take you to see the underground market anyway, I might as well take both of you at once, but I didn't expect..."

"Speaking of which, do you know?" Leonard suddenly remembered something and looked at Alice with a frown, "There is also a 'monster' in the underground market. He is half a monster by nature, but unfortunately, none of the three major churches have a corresponding potion."

"So, didn't you find the potion formula from that unlucky courier?" Alice asked thoughtfully.

"Courier?" Leonard looked a little confused by this coined word.

"Oh, sorry, I said it casually - I meant the unlucky lucky guy." Alice explained her blurt out.

"This is the strangest part," Leonard looked at Alice, with a look in his eyes that she couldn't understand. "The lucky person only left the sequence name and sequence characteristics, and no other information was found, as if..."

"As if he appeared there that day just to give me a copy of the lucky person's extraordinary characteristics." Alice took over the conversation.

Leonard frowned and looked at Alice. Alice looked at him calmly. After a moment, he spoke first: "You have already guessed it?"

"A lucky person fell to his death unluckyly. This is not normal no matter how you think about it, right?" Alice rolled her eyes. "But what's the use of guessing it? I have already accepted the gift. I have no choice."

"Then why did you want to..." Leonard stopped in the middle of his words. He suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him had no earlier memory. "Forget it, then I will take you there tomorrow night?"

Alice readily agreed.

...

The next day, Klein, who came back from the trading market, found Alice.

"I seem to know what will happen when you see me." Klein said this as soon as he came up.

"Did you see the monster in the underground market?" Thinking of what Leonard said, Alice realized something.

"You knew? That's right, Leonard should have told you too." Klein obviously thought of it too.

"So, what happened when he saw you?" Alice asked curiously - after all, judging from Klein's attitude, the unlucky guy should still be alive?

"He screamed, and then blood came out of his eyes..." Klein recalled.

"That's it?" Alice was a little surprised - this was much lighter than she expected, she thought the unlucky guy should at least be blind.

"Huh?" Klein was a little surprised.

"That's right, after all, he is not a true extraordinary person, maybe his spirituality is not high enough..." Alice said to herself.

"You mean, the consequence is not serious?" Alice's mumbling made Klein realize something, and he asked.

"I said it at the beginning. If I see it, I might die." Alice gave the answer with a smile.

"But what kind of thing will..." die after seeing it?

"Have you heard a saying?" Alice asked softly, "Don't look directly at God."

"What?" Klein looked at Alice in astonishment. He didn't think that Alice's words were alluding to his pretending to be the evil god - after all, he was not the real evil god, and it was okay to take a look, right?

"I just suddenly thought of it. After all, you are..." Alice paused, and didn't say it out loud, "Look, fate is so coincidental."

Klein was silent in thought. He obviously realized what Alice didn't say - you just pretended to be the evil god, what a coincidence.

But Klein thought of much more than Alice thought - the biggest special thing about him was that gray fog space. If the eyes of the monster can see something extraordinary, it must be related to that space... Then, where does that space come from?

But Alice's light words interrupted his thoughts: "Do you know? I heard a sentence before."

"What sentence?" He asked cooperatively.

"Countless coincidences of fate have gathered into the book written by the writer."

Alice is the type who knows nothing but guesses all right. Part of it is high inspiration, part of it is good luck, and part of it is... She just doesn't like to use her brain, not really brainless (...)