During lunch break, because my younger brother Aoye volunteered to buy bread for him, Hirata could stay in the class without having to go out to squeeze into the cafeteria.

"Why doesn't my sister help me make bento?"

Hirata hugged her arms in front of her chest, thinking about this very important thing to him.

The love of a beautiful girl is a magical one. When you think about it, your heart is full of expectations.

I will definitely discuss it with her when I go back tonight.

While thinking about the bento, Hanasekawa next to him poked his arm.

"......Um?"

Hirata looked at the childish-faced deskmate.

"Please look here!"

Hanasekawa stared at Hirata without blinking.

She held a deck of tarot cards in her hand.

When he saw Hirata shifting his eyes to her, Hanasekawa placed the tarot card in his left hand and quickly shuffled the card.

"Swish...swish...swish...!"

While shuffling the cards, it made a strange sound.

Hirata: "…?”

"Swish...swish...!"

After Hanasekawa shuffled the cards, he spread the tarot card into a jagged fan shape and handed it to Hirata.

Hirata lowered his arms in confusion.

"What?"

"Please!"

Hanasekawa did not answer directly, and slightly shook the tarot card in his hand, indicating that Hirata could draw cards.

"Do you want me to choose a card?"

Hanasekawa shook his head, "No, please choose three cards."

Hirata black question mark face.

Inexplicably, is it a magic trick?

After thinking about it, I reached out and drew three tarot cards from it.

Then hand it to Hanasekawa.

After Hanasekawa took it, he stared at the tarot card intently.

"Um......"

Hanasekawa looked at the tarot card and pondered.

"Student Hirata, I'll be injured tomorrow!"

ha?

Hirata felt a little unhappy.

Do you want to argue?

"On the way to school, a classmate Hirata will encounter someone robbed you. You will help the robbed old lady get back your wallet, but it will also lead to your accidental injury. However, the old lady will thank you very much."

"Also, not only did I get verbal praise, but the old lady also invited you a glass of orange juice."

"Slow down!"

Hirata thinks this cute girl is definitely a prank on her.

"I have never heard of such a super specific thing that can be used to divine divination! Also, isn't there a complicated and holy ritual for tarot divination? You just now clearly used tarot cards as poker to wash them?!"

Hanasekawa: "Tarot divination, details are not important, what is important is to have overloaded spiritual power!"

"Spiritual power?"

"Yes, using spiritual power is not only divination, but I can also do many incredible things."

"Forehead......"

Looking at Hanasekawa's serious expression, Hirata couldn't help swallowing.

It seems that my system has also mentioned some demons. Is it true that the world I have traveled through... there are really monsters and spiritual power?

"What is incredible means..."

He looked at the left and right and asked in a low voice to Hanasekawa.

"Like this, I can get that door to the classroom open."

Hanasekawa pointed to the back door of the classroom.

Hirata looked at the back door of the classroom and found that the back door that had been closed was slowly opening.

The door was slowly pushed open, but no one was seen behind the door.

It seems that there is really an invisible force pushing the door open.

Hirata's eyes became a little solemn.

Is there really any supernatural power?!

The next second, the osa leaves holding the bread came out from behind the door.

"Brother Hirata, pineapple bread. And it has maple syrup flavor."

Aoba walked towards Hirata with the bread in an interest.

Hirata was almost overwhelmed by him.

"What are you doing when you hide in the back door?"

"No, my shoelaces just opened, so I kept squatting behind the door and tied my shoelaces."

Aoba touched her curly hair and explained.

He was a little confused about why Hirata looked angry.

"Don't hide behind the door and tie your shoelaces next time."

Hirata took the bread, feeling a little regretful while breathing a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, even if there are supernatural forces in this world, I'm afraid I wouldn't have encountered it so by chance.

He regarded Hanasekawa as a girl who loves fantasy in the second half of the middle school.

"Spiritual Power" did not work, and Hanasekawa did not show any embarrassment.

She said to Hirata with Wubo's emotions: "There is one more thing, Hirata."

"What? Did you divinate it?"

Although Hirata did not believe in the other party's divination, she had the intention to tease her.

"Yes, Hirata will encounter a very terrible murder within a week!"

"Wow! So scary!"

Hirata made an exaggerated expression like Mr. Huang Silang.

"Murder case?"

Aoye, who was a melon-eating crowd, was gnawing bread while talking, "Would you like to call the police?"

Hirata gave him a blank look.

He now wants to ask a question on Zhihu, "There is a fool next to you who always destroys the atmosphere of conversation. Will you beat him to death?"

"The murder incident? Who is the murderer? Who is the victim? Since Hanasekawa can divine something very specific, can you tell me in detail?"

Hirata turned his gaze to Hanasekawa and asked as if he was very serious.

But the smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed his mood.

"Because the murder incident was several days apart from today's divination, it was impossible to accurately divinate, only the event was about the approximate event."

Hanasekawa said in a tone of no emotion while sorting out the tarot cards.

Hirata: "..."

I believe you, your big breasted loli is very bad.

Why is it so specific that what will happen tomorrow? The next few days will only be rough?

After taking a bite of bread, Hirata tried hard to calm down.

Forget it, I don’t have the same knowledge as "Loli".

It’s better to focus on dealing with the pineapple bread in front of you.
To be continued...