In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"You little rascal, you're talking nonsense again."

Meanwhile, the mysterious Godmother, dressed in a deep purple cloak, was holding a crystal ball, examining it closely with a profound air, and slowly spoke.

"I see a vision of the future."

"That's bullshit."

Ye Xing pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the counter.

"Your presbyopia is acting up. You can't see if you put on your glasses."

"You brat, show some respect to your divine godmother!"

It was also Yohoshi who orchestrated the return of the godmother to this shopping street in Kyoto.

Although the other party's spiritual power is on par with Oda Noto's, they possess unique abilities in tarot card divination.

At the very least, the godmother had already figured out who the next helper would be.

At Yohoshi's request, Oda Noto extended a warm invitation, bringing his former rival back to Kyoto to become his current partner.

"What, do you want your fortune told again this time?"

The godmother looked at Mai Sakurajima standing behind Yohoshi, a kind and gentle smile appearing on her old face.

"Little girl, would you like a fortune telling? You're so cute, I won't charge you."

Mai Sakurajima was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, and quickly waved her hand.

"Oh? I don't need it, thank you, Grandma."

The godmother sighed helplessly, her eyes fixed on Ye Xing like a dead fish.

"What, you want a divination done again?"

"correct."

"Sigh... then tell me your question first."

The godmother was arranging the tarot cards, looking utterly despondent.

She was completely devastated last time.

Leaving aside the abstract language of Night Star, even the results revealed by the last three cards are still beyond the comprehension of the Godmother to this day.

Justice, judgment, death.

What the hell is this?

She was so worried that her hair turned gray.

"The question I'd like to have read this time is..."

Ye Xing looked at the tarot cards in her godmother's hand and slowly began to speak.

"What will happen to the club I belong to next."

The reason for using the community as the main body, rather than oneself, is mainly because Yexing is worried about something.

My own power is too great.

Given the abilities of his godmother, she probably wouldn't be able to get a result if she were to divine his affairs.

The more ambiguous the wording, the easier the divination.

"I see."

The godmother shuffled the tarot cards, and following the same procedure, Ye Xing drew three cards and placed them on the counter with their backs to the table.

"So, the first card..."

The godmother placed her hand on the first tarot card, but suddenly her expression changed.

"This...this is..."

Not only her, but even Oda Noto, who was sitting next to her, sensed that something was wrong.

The atmosphere inside the shop instantly became oppressive.

The tarot card placed face down on the table seemed to weigh a ton.

No matter what, it cannot be uncovered.

"No...no."

The godmother shook her head, looked at Ye Xing, and spoke in a deep voice.

"My spiritual power is insufficient to perform such divination."

Night Star asked.

"Then I'll uncover it myself?"

"No."

The godmother shook her head, her face serious.

"You are one of the people being divined. If you reveal the answer yourself, the result of the divination will be invalid and completely worthless."

The godmother took a deep breath, removed her hand from the tarot cards, and her face looked much older.

“If there is someone whose spiritual power surpasses mine, and who has no connection to the content of your divination, then they could be the revealer of the tarot cards.”

Ye Xing pondered for a moment.

She has even stronger spiritual power than her godmother or mother-in-law.

Furthermore, those who are not members of the Superpower Society and have no connection to divination...

Believe it or not, there really is one.

128 Tarot Cards Reveal the Future: The Awakening of the Hanged Man

Twenty minutes later.

The girl's energetic voice rang out.

"Hey there, Night Star!"

The moment the orange-haired girl stepped into the shop, Oda Noto and his godmother's expressions changed.

The life force emanating from the other party...

It's so bright it's blinding!

It's like a beacon in the darkness, a light that makes demons and monsters flee in terror!

Such a powerful life force was something even the two experienced exorcists had never seen before.

Mai Sakurajima's thoughts were exactly the same as when she first met Hana Yurikawa.

so big.

It's really big.

Why is it so big?

Sakurajima Mai glanced down at herself, then looked up at Yurikawa Hana, who was holding a daifuku in both hands, taking small bites, with white cream still on her lips, and a cute, innocent smile on her face.

It's about to burst, isn't it?

That's really exaggerated...

"Yurikawa-kun".

Just call me Hua~

Baihechuan Hua skipped and hopped to Yexing. Not only was she skipping and hopping, but two other parts of her body were also swaying.

Mai Sakurajima bit her lip, feeling a pang of unease.

This is an exaggeratedly large figure, coupled with Yurikawa Hana's innocent and adorable face.

Its destructive power is simply too strong.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be very familiar with Ye Xing.

Otherwise, we'll have another strong competitor.

"Do me a favor."

Faced with Ye Xing's request, Bai Hechuan Hua nodded without hesitation and smiled.

"Just say we're friends."

Night Star pointed to the three tarot cards lying upside down on the counter.

"Help me peel them off one by one."

"No problem~"

Before the godmother could stop her, Yuri Kawana immediately flipped over the first tarot card.

"No, you..."

Seeing the complicated expression on her godmother's face, Yuri Kawana tilted her head slightly and asked with a puzzled look.

"Grandma, what did I do wrong?"

"No, that's not it..."

The godmother smacked her lips, her expression complicated.

"However, I usually unveil things slowly, not as quickly as you."

"Huh? Will that cause the cards to be flipped over to be different?"

"Um... there's no difference."

The godmother sighed helplessly, feeling a pang of emotion.

I'm really getting old.

Why do young psychics these days have absolutely no sense of ritual?