Rock Sand City, East District Corner, inside a gloomy fortune-telling shop
"Becky! Becky!!"
Bang!
A hurried figure burst through the door.
"Diliya, you're back in one piece."
Inside the shop, a girl wearing a veil with only bright eyes visible felt genuinely 'thrilled' about her best friend's safe return.
Diliya flopped down and said with irritation:
"What's that supposed to mean? Sounds like you were hoping I'd kick the bucket."
"You caught me red-handed!"
"Hey! And you call yourself my best friend!"
Diliya got steamed and reached out to tickle Becky's ribs.
"Hahaha! That tickles!"
As a fortune teller, Becky's fighting skills were basically nonexistent. Unable to fight back, she could only beg for mercy:
"Stop, stop, I was wrong!"
"Hmph!"
Diliya smugly pulled her hands back:
"I'll let it slide this time."
Becky's eyes sparkled with mischief:
"Lady Diliya, what have you been up to during your grand disappearing act?"
"Aren't you supposed to be a fortune teller?
