Mystery: Lucky

"Yes, right?" Alice replied in confusion.

"Huh?" Amon looked at her with a look that Alice didn't know how to describe.

"..." Alice was silent for a moment, then said with a sincere face, "Such a unique expression can only be made by a great being like you. It is a great thing for mere mortals like us to see it once in our lifetime. What an honor!”

"You're quite good at talking," Amon laughed looking at Alice's expression, "but can you not praise me and scold me in your mind at the same time?"

Alice's eyes wandered for a moment, and then she said for herself: "...I call this honesty."

Amon's eyes fell on Alice's right hand. At this time, Alice was holding a table knife and cutting the steak vigorously.

Sensing Amon's gaze, Alice paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "So, do I want to go eat ice cream later..."

"You don't have to go." Amon replied nonchalantly.

"Really?" Alice breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, it's not me who died." Amon continued.

"?" Alice opened her mouth, feeling that this conversation felt inexplicably familiar.

After staring at Amon for a few seconds, Alice lowered her head and stopped talking, speeding up her meal.

Amon looked at Alice who was lowering her head to eat, chuckled and said, "Even if you make the chandelier on the ceiling explode suddenly, it will be useless."

Alice stopped, raised her head and asked seriously: "Then how can I really hurt you? Or escape from your hands?"

"You are asking me how to deal with myself?" Amon asked.

Alice replied matter-of-factly: "Only you know better how to deal with yourself, don't you?"

Amon laughed inexplicably and said, "Even if I say it... do you dare to believe it?"

"So you don't dare to say it?" Alice asked, pretending to be surprised.

"Tsk," Amon's breath gradually became dangerous, "Are you sure I won't kill you?"

"If you can kill me, I should thank you." Alice replied unceremoniously.

Amon looked at Alice and said nothing.

"Even if I am a prey, I am also the prey of fate," Alice continued with a smile, "Why, are you planning to steal me away from fate?"

This provocation that completely let go of concealment made Amon laugh. He looked at Alice and sighed: "To be honest, you are really suitable to be a 'provocateur'."

"No, I don't think I'm suitable at all," Alice shook her head, "Let's make a bet, Lord Shi Angel?"

"Even if I can really find the potion of the 'provocateur', I can't make you drink the potion?" Amon said with an "I don't believe it" attitude.

Alice shrugged, with an attitude of "If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do", and settled the rest of the dinner.

It wasn't until Alice walked out of the restaurant that Amon asked: "Actually, I'm quite curious. How is the ice cream I make inferior to the previous boss?"

Alice's footsteps paused, and she asked hesitantly: "Maybe it's because the previous boss wouldn't threaten me to eat the ice cream he made?"

"Did I threaten you?" Amon asked in surprise.

Alice stopped, looked at Amon, who had no self-awareness, and replied sincerely: "Your existence itself is a threat to me."

"So that's how you discovered me," Amon nodded thoughtfully, "So is the ice cream really not as delicious as before?"

Alice continued walking and said, "I don't know... When I eat the ice cream you made, I'm not in the mood to care about how it tastes..."

Amon thought seriously.

When Alice was about to leave the ice cream stall, Amon suddenly said: "You'd better go back."

"...It's not you who died anyway?" Alice answered hesitantly.

"Very smart." Amon praised without sincerity.

Alice was silent for a moment and asked tentatively: "So, your clone can really fight?"

Amon looked at Alice suspiciously and asked, "So, are you really not afraid of death at all?"

"Just from what I can remember, I've died twice..." Alice habitually complained in her heart, and then remembered that Amon could hear her thoughts.

She looked at Amon stiffly.

"The response is very quick." Amon praised with a smile.

He did it on purpose!

Alice suddenly realized the value of the phrase "The God of Fraud and Mischief".

Deliberately leaving the impression that He wouldn't kill me, deliberately making yourself think that He couldn't do anything to her, deliberately showing an angry and helpless attitude after her harmless provocation...

He is deliberately leading himself to let down his guard!

But, what is his purpose... It can't be more interesting to tease a cat that can stretch out its claws, right?

"A very subtle metaphor." Amon commented.

Alice's thoughts stopped due to this sudden comment. She realized that all her thoughts were now transparent to Amon, and there was no way she could make an effective struggle in this situation.

"It makes sense," Amon commented again, "Although your idea is quite interesting, it really doesn't make sense to keep doing this."

"?" Alice stared at Amon and began to recall the math test paper she remembered.

Spirituality has a significant effect on improving memory. Regardless of whether Alice can do the past test papers, she remembered a lot anyway.

This world is not without mathematics. As a "thief" who has lived for many years, Amon certainly has stolen mathematical knowledge.

Although He did not recognize the words above, it is good to understand mathematical symbols after reading them more. He... Damn it, how could He really do it?

"... Enough." Amon said with gritted teeth.

Alice obediently stopped thinking about it. Regardless of whether Amon's gritted teeth was real or acted, Alice knew that she should stop.

But fate did not seem to want her to do this.

From top to bottom, there was a white pointed soft hat on her head, wavy black long hair reaching her waist, with scattered hair fluttering in the wind, and messy bangs covering her forehead.

The girl on the screen reached out to hold the monocle on her right eye, revealing a wink-like expression common in comic girls.

The girl is wearing a white princess dress with puff sleeves and ruffles, with a corset around her waist and the length of the skirt only reaching her thighs.

This painting does not show her calves and feet, and perhaps to distinguish them, Amon's black clothes were replaced with white clothes, but...

What is this!

However, Amon as a girl seems to be quite cute...