Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

Despite eating at an astonishingly fast pace, with its cheeks puffed out like a hamster's, the table remained spotless, without a single food crumb.

You Yang rested his chin on his hand, watching the girl opposite him eating voraciously, lost in thought.

"This guy... is definitely not stupid."

Although Ling Shiqing now seems like a cute, clueless girl who only knows how to eat, You Yang keenly senses that her ability to absorb information and adapt to her environment is astonishingly fast.

However, she seemed to have built a high wall around her heart, deeply sealing off her true self, and no one could see what she was thinking.

Just as You Yang was munching on a fried dough stick and letting his thoughts wander aimlessly, a sudden yet clear, bell-like female voice rang out beside his ear without warning:

"Oh dear, this boss is spacing out so early in the morning. Is he pondering the true meaning of life?"

"Ok?"

You Yang turned around abruptly in surprise, his pupils slightly contracting.

Before he knew it, a girl he had never seen before was sitting in the empty seat next to him.

She had a delicate, fair face like a Western doll, and her skin had an almost transparent quality in the morning light.

A dazzling pair of platinum-gold pigtails hung down her back, but the ends of her hair gradually turned into a mysterious starry purple.

She wore an exaggerated pair of cat-ear headphones, with holographic tarot card patterns flashing on the earcups, flickering in rhythm with the breathing lights.

Those eyes were the most captivating—the left eye was a dazzling gold, and the right eye was a deep purple.

Those heterochromatic eyes were full of mischievous amusement as they scrutinized You Yang with great interest.

Her outfit was even more visually striking: she wore a black, tight-fitting top that exposed her midriff, highlighting her slender waist.

She wore an asymmetrical pleated mini skirt, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs.

Her waist was adorned with various jingling trinkets—transparent crystal balls, cheap yet colorful plastic crosses—that made a crisp sound as she swung her legs.

Wearing thick-soled, functional sneakers, and with several bandages wrapped around his calves covered in unknown runes, he looked like a fortune teller who had stepped out of a cyberpunk anime.

You Yang was stunned for a few seconds by the other person's stunning beauty and strange attire before he suddenly realized that it was rather impolite of him to stare at her like that.

He coughed lightly, looked away, and asked to hide his embarrassment:

"Um... is there something you need?"

The girl didn't seem to care about You Yang's lapse in composure. Instead, she leaned forward slightly, her one gold and one purple eye crinkling into two crescent moons with a smile.

"It's nothing serious, but you look a bit lost, boss, with your brows furrowed."

As she spoke, she magically pulled a deck of cards with star trails printed on the back from her handbag and skillfully spread them out on the table in a perfect fan shape.

Chapter 249 An Unpredictable Future: You Yang's Fate is a Blank!

"So...would you like to have your fate told?"

The girl held up one finger and winked mysteriously:

"If it doesn't work, you don't have to pay!"

"Fortune telling?"

Looking at the row of cards emitting a faint glow in front of him, and then at the smiling girl opposite him, You Yang hesitated for a moment.

From his own perspective, he was a staunch materialist.

In his eyes, fate, the future, astrology... were all nonsense.

He believes more in the power of human will to overcome nature, and in the strength of his deck and his own judgment.

but……

He glanced at Ling Shiqing across from him, who was still engrossed in eating and clearly wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

"Anyway, I'm just killing time..."

You Yang shrugged, giving himself a reason in his mind:

"Let's give it a try, since she said it's free."

"So... what should we do?"

You Yang looked at the cards arranged in a fan shape on the table. Although he was a staunch materialist, he had seen the world even if he hadn't eaten pork.

In his memory, this profession of prying into the secrets of heaven usually involves complicated rituals—such as tossing a few old copper coins, touching a cloudy crystal ball, or interpreting the card spread according to specific order and reverse positions.

"It doesn't need to be that complicated."

The girl rested her chin on her hand, her heterochromatic eyes gleaming with a mischievous light in the morning light.

She stretched out her slender finger and gently tapped it in the air:

"Just do whatever you want."

"In this hand, at this moment, you only need to draw one card based on your intuition."

"That's all?" You Yang raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Yes! Fate often only requires a moment of inspiration."

Upon seeing the girl nod affirmatively, You Yang stopped dawdling.

He reached out, his fingertips hovering above the row of cards with star trail patterns printed on the back.

For some reason, I felt a slightly cool touch on my fingertips, as if these playing cards were not inanimate objects, but were breathing gently.

After hesitating for a moment, his fingers finally fell, pinching one of the cards and neatly pulling it out of the deck, then casually flipping it over and placing it on the table.

"Snapped."

A crisp clapping sound rang out.

However, when the two of them simultaneously turned their gazes to the flipped-over card, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

You Yang's expression changed from nonchalant to bewildered, while the smile on the girl's face instantly froze.

Because there was nothing on that card.

There was no magic, no traps, and no monsters.

There was only a pure, unsettling blank space.

"What does it mean?"

You Yang blinked, then naturally looked up and asked the "professional" opposite him:

"This represents a bright future for me, where I can draw whatever I want?"

"Or... is this deck of cards a counterfeit, with a printing error?"

But at this moment, the girl who claimed "no money back if it doesn't work" had an expression on her face that was even more interesting than You Yang's.

"How could it be... a blank card?!"

Her heterochromatic pupils suddenly contracted, and her previous composure and mockery vanished instantly.

She frantically reached for the card, repeatedly examining both sides, even lightly scratching the surface with her fingernail, trying to find even the slightest trace of ink.

"This isn't right...this absolutely shouldn't be happening!"

Beatrice murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly.

She knew very well what her tarot deck meant; it was the source of her awakened power, and there was no way she could make such a basic mistake as "missing a card".

The only explanation is that it cannot be displayed.

You Yang rolled his eyes speechlessly, thinking to himself, "Your cards have a problem, and you're asking me?"

The two locked eyes, and the girl's confidence completely crumbled.

She looked You Yang up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a monster, as if trying to find something interesting about him, and finally tentatively asked:

"Um... your name is You Yang, right?"

At that moment, the girl wondered if she had mistaken someone for someone else.

You Yang nodded, still completely bewildered: "Genuine, no doubt about it."

"Something's not right...something's really not right..."

The girl looked like a frightened little animal, muttering incomprehensible words as she frantically grabbed the cards from the table and stuffed them haphazardly into her handbag.

"Um, I have something urgent to attend to!"

"That doesn't count for today! I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, she didn't give You Yang a chance to ask any further questions. She stood up abruptly in her thick-soled functional shoes and fled the cafeteria like a gust of wind, leaving only a string of crisp bell sounds echoing in the air.

"..."

Watching the girl flee in panic, You Yang shrugged helplessly.

I didn't plan to chase after them to find out what was going on, after all, everyone has a little secret, or... a little problem.

Turning around, I saw that Ling Shiqing across from me had also put down her chopsticks, and the mountain of food in front of her had been completely devoured.

She gracefully wiped her mouth, and her calm eyes looked at You Yang again, as if to say, "I'm full."

"Alright, let's go back after we've eaten..."

Before You Yang could finish speaking, a steady and familiar voice came from behind him.

"Youyang, it seems you're awake."

"I was planning to go see you at Lilith's place later."

You Yang turned around and saw that the newcomer was wearing a well-tailored Celestial Arbitrator uniform, with a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and an innate air of nobility—it was Tian Dao Lian.

He was no different from usual today, with his hairstyle and clothes meticulously styled, exuding a sense of seriousness as if he were always ready to deal with important matters.

Tian Daolian slowly approached, but her gaze passed over You Yang and thoughtfully looked at the figure that had just disappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

"Were you chatting with Beatrice just now?"

"Betrice?"

You Yang was stunned for a moment, a clear look of confusion on his face: "Who was that? That mysterious fortune teller from earlier?"

Seeing You Yang's reaction, Tian Dao Lian smiled, pulled out a chair next to her, sat down, and patiently explained: