Another Day of Wanting to Stay Away from Beika

One “windy” shattered the peaceful life I had inside a magic book.

As a Clow Card, I was forced to wander.

The Clow Cards were scattered across the land as a test for their heir.

But why do I feel like Clow Reed was testing the cards’ ability to survive?

Why did no one, not even another card, tell me that there are murders everywhere out here?

I remember that when Clow Reed was around, the outside world wasn’t like this.

What on earth has happened to the world over the years?

Still, as a Clow Card created by Clow Reed while he read detective novels, solving mysteries is my specialty.

Though the magic inside me is about to run dry, perhaps I can scrape by in this complicated real world by becoming a detective in Mihua?

I am the “Prediction” Card.

All lies are stripped away, all disguises seen through. Only the cold, unadulterated truth is reflected in my eyes.

Message: Live well today, too.