Tony Can Read Fortunes

I'm a barber, and I'm also a "tuoni." That's what people outside the profession call us.

My name is Xie Yu. I've been a barber for twelve years. When I entered this line of work, I didn't know it wasn't considered respectable. I just had no other way to resist the harsh realities of life.

Like every other barber, I go back and forth between home and work every day, dealing with all kinds of customers and doing the same things over and over.

But I'm different from other barbers, too. I don't push products or use sales tricks. I just take things as they come, so it's no surprise that I'll never achieve much in this line of work.

But that's not the biggest difference. The real difference is that I can tell fortunes, or rather, read people's fates. I can only do it when I pick up my scissors and cut a customer's hair. That's when I see a string of numbers appear above their head.

At first, I had no idea what they were, why they appeared above my customers, or what the numbers meant. I didn't even know why I was the only one who could see them.