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"What do you call a fat psychic."

I stayed silent.

"A four chin teller."

He burst out laughing.

"Did you just call me fat?"

He suddenly stopped and cleared his throat, turning silent.

I sighed in exasperation. "Just tell me why you're here again so you can go away fast."

"Well, actually," he whispered, blinking his eyes, "whenever you send me to a certain place for me to find the one for me, I just can't seem to find her, Ayeon. So can you do it one last time, please?"

I tiredly shuffled some tarot cards and placed the first three cards before him.

"Choose one."

His plump lips formed a pout as he eyed each card carefully before placing his hand on top of the middle one.

My frown faded as soon as I flipped the card.

"Oh no..."

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