One of Jeffrey Allen's routines is to divine his fortunes every morning when he wakes up.
In a hotel room, take one of the tarot cards arranged on the desk.
"He-yi, I'll see you later. Whatever it takes, it's this one."
Jeffrey laughs at Niyaniya, putting up the thirteenth card of the tarot card, the one depicted with the tweezer.
Jeffrey is a white man who turns thirty this year. All back, he has David's star tattoo on his forehead.
Occupier, nice to meet you. I put together a loose, pitch-black robe, but I know very well that it's lean even from the top of my clothes. It's galloping to see your hand out of your sleeve. The under-eye contour is peculiar to the Caucasoid, but his contour is quite remarkable among them. My cheeks are also falling so badly that at first glance I give it a pathological image.
"Obsessive so far, I knew there was something. Shit. Report to Mrs. Harris... don't you want it? It's about me. You just have to protect me. Hey, Eric."
There was another man indoors besides Jeffrey. This one, contrary to the poor looking Jeffrey, has a well-balanced physique and tight muscles and is the owner of what can be called a beautiful man without hesitation. But there is one unusual thing. For some reason, he's dressed naked, and he's immobile.
"Meh."
A man called Eric tries a refreshing grin and makes the cat squeak. That was his response.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. The possibility is that I will die as a result of a massive accident, and in that case, the Grimm Penis guys could die in large numbers. I don't care. He's a grim penis executive, but he's an intrigued person, and he can die. Yeah. Oh, you're not, Eric. You're not human. You can't die."
"Meermeer"
To Jeffrey's words, Eric sounds happy as he waves his hands up and down beside his face. Jeffrey wondered if the person was imitating the trick the cat was wearing on the wall, but it doesn't look like a very good thing.
"All right, Eric. I wouldn't make that move on, Eric, but let's forgive you. You are allowed to walk on two legs. It's a special. But, Eric, what about this? A painting painted in the sky, reaching out and not reaching. To confuse you? To deceive? to be in a hurry again?
A spell-like grunt leaks out of Jeffrey's mouth with his index finger in front of him. No, that's the spell itself.
On Geoffrey's index finger, a blue fireball about the size of a watermelon occurs.
"Animals fear fire. Isn't that why you're afraid of fire, Eric? That."
As Jeffrey tilts his index finger towards Eric, the blue fireball flies over Eric with fierce speed.
"Mya."
When he shouted, Eric breathed with a fireball over his head. The flame spreads as if it had been blown out by Eric's breath.
"Hmm. I guess that's why I just said I wouldn't get caught up in the illusion trick"
Jeffrey says as he looks at Eric with a smile to his satisfaction.
"You just want to make sure this card is not my fortune telling result, but the result of Mrs. Harris. Yeah, there's no way I can do that."
Put your hand on the Reaper card on the desk and say, Jeffrey gets up and heads to the fridge.
When the refrigerator is opened, a small container of the exact same translucency lines up with the unevenness and there is even liquid inside. Everything in the container contained the same thing. All of them, many of them small and covered in foreskin - apparently minor.
"This is what Mrs. Harris has been told. He said the Japanese are not human."
Jeffrey says as he takes out one of the containers.
"Ha, don't let me tell you. It's racist bullshit. Whether it's yellow or black or white, humans are human. That's why I can't forgive you. This beautiful destroyer of nature, given by God, is man. Every human being is an arrogant demon. But Eric, you're not, are you? Such a thing."
"Meh."
To Jeffrey, who confirms repeatedly and persistently, Eric replies by ringing with a loving smile.
Open the lid of the container and Jeffrey mouths the water-colored liquid inside.
"Not bad from Japan either. I gathered as much as I could during my stay in Japan before returning home."
Jeffrey said as he blanketed the container in front of him and stared seriously at what was inside.
"Whatever the difference in shape, size, and taste, the penis is just like that for humans. Mrs. Harris' values are just bullshit..."
The phone rings while you're talking.
It's me.
"Boss, it's hard......"
An obviously threatening voice emanated from across the receiver, and Jeffrey grinned in full.
"Whoa, reports of fainting? I'm looking forward to this one. What kind of breakdown? Hmm?"
Ask in a tone that sounds blatantly fun.
"We've lost nearly half of the jap our squad has been taking. We also witnessed a scene where they followed us and let us escape... '
"Ugh, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Gulleyette! That's awesome! What a mess! You're the best! Super awesome -!
You're just calling out loud with a smile on your face, Jeffrey.
"Oh, you're scared now, aren't you? I'm frightened to report this demeanor to me and don't know what sanctions to take from me. Huh!? Melt it? Will it melt? Huh!? Lovely, yup! Your fears are coming through and you've got an erection!
I was just calling high tension, and suddenly the grin disappears from Jeffrey's face.
"But wait, who are those escaped people? Is that Polis? That sounds crazy to me. He's going to say polis first, and it's weird to let him get away with it."
'It's not polis. The... it's hard to say, the Javanese monster's... he's called a monster. It's called Eko... Don't you know?
"I don't know, but does that come out if you search the internet?
Saying, Jeffrey projects a display in the air and starts searching with Eko.
"Yes."
"Whoa, look at that. Hmm......"
Jeffrey's face gets steeper as he examines what makes him Eko.
"He says he's a monster who protects humans. Oops! Gaddyeom!"
Yelling in angry shapes.
"It's getting fun with those guys intervening! Ha-ha-ha! Be on strict alert not to be deprived of the rest. Yikes!
"But, boss... they seem to be psychic users just like bosses..."
"Don't say psychic! You are a legitimate wizard with training after an initiative! Oh, my God, you're not like a psychic!
'We need the boss's help. We can't handle it. I don't know if they're going to be transparent or moving momentarily, but all of a sudden they disappeared and all the japs they took were taken away to be erased...'
"Whoa. Whoa. I'll be right there. Wait for me while I squirt."
When you exhale loudly and hang up, Jeffrey drinks up the contents of the container in your hand.
"Hey, Eric, we're going out. I'm in a good mood this morning, so this guy's gonna do it to you specially."
That said, Jeffrey takes out what's left of the container and throws it toward Eric.
"Meh......"
Eric turns off his grin and squeals with a sinking voice, shuddering the thrown object.
"Come on, it's not a good idea to like or dislike it, Eric. Good, Muggle...... Hikuho (Let's go)"
Jeffrey left the room when he picked up what fell on the floor and threw it into his own mouth.