THE FOOL

----Going back to Daniel-----

When I woke up in the morning, I was shocked to see my phone flooded with missed calls. My heart raced, and I jumped out of bed, fearing that something terrible had happened to Katherine because she had called me so many times while I was asleep.

I immediately called her back to make sure she was okay. She answered right away. "How are you? Is everything alright? Where are you now?" I asked, my voice trembling with worry.

I heard a soft laugh from Katherine. "You worry too much! I'm fine. Do you miss me already?" she teased.

Frustrated, I yelled, "You're the one who called me a million times while I was sleeping!"

She then spoke a single word that left me silent: "Thanks." Despite being just one word, I could feel the depth of her gratitude even through the phone.

It turned out she knew about what I had done to the person lurking around her house. She also understood why I hadn't told her, knowing that I was only thinking of her safety. She just wanted to say thank you.

I guess I'm just really worried because I feel the weight of everything she's been through. She is still being watched by Senator Julius' men, who are our mutual enemies.

Suddenly, the word "Arcana" popped into my mind. Katherine had mentioned that word to me before and called me an Arcana when we first met. I asked her about it during our call, and she said it would be better if we met later so she could explain it more clearly.

Since I had to go to work, I told her we should meet in the evening, and I would come to her house to ensure her safety and ease my worries. Katherine agreed and said she would prepare some food while waiting for me.

I gathered my things and got ready to head to the office. "Ugh, just a few more days until payday. I need to stretch what little money I have left to survive until then," I sighed heavily, staring at the remaining cash in my wallet. I have this extraordinary ability, but I'm still broke. I really don't want to use my powers for personal gain.

After getting ready, I walked to the nearby bus station. With my limited funds, taking the bus and then walking a few minutes to the office was the most economical option.

When the bus arrived, I quickly got on and took a seat by the window. Since the ride would take a while, I decided to pass the time by reading and scrolling through social media.

Reading through the various reactions and opinions on the internet about the current events was both amusing and frustrating. Of course, I was most interested in the news about The Fool, who is none other than myself. I hoped that people were starting to recognize my cause and that the wrongdoers, especially the corrupt officials in our government, were beginning to feel fear.

"The Fool, our mayor is embezzling all the town funds and refuses to help our community. Please help us."

"The Fool, our neighbor is too loud with their karaoke even late at night."

"The Fool, my partner cheated on me and left me for someone rich with a car."

Grrr. I didn't know whether to be pleased or more annoyed by such comments. What do they think I am? A superhero who will fulfill any of their requests? Ugh.

But at least they know I exist and—

Before I could finish reading, I heard a loud scream inside the bus. "Ahhhh! help me!" It was a woman's scream, piercing through the bus.