Why was she here?
If the person in question had been an ordinary individual, Eren might have thought this was a coincidence or an accident.
But if the person involved was Natasha Romanoff, a top-tier agent, Eren couldn't believe it was so simple.
Was she here for me?
With lingering doubts, Eren continued jogging in the park for another half hour.
To his surprise, Natasha never approached him or initiated any conversation.
What Eren didn't know was that Natasha herself was equally puzzled as she jogged with her earbuds in.
During their brief eye contact earlier, Natasha had clearly caught a fleeting moment of surprise and wariness in Eren's eyes.
It was not the gaze of a teenage boy unexpectedly encountering a beautiful woman.
That momentary look made Natasha abandon her original plan of using a shared morning jogging routine to get closer to Eren.
Was I mistaken?
Still slightly suspicious, Eren left the park and pulled a leftover quarter from his pocket.
He decided to use a coin flip for divination to determine if Natasha was here because of him.
In the realm of divination, coin flips were famous for their convenience and speed.
However, their simplicity meant they could only reveal broad answers—heads for "yes," tails for "no."
For Eren, who only wanted to confirm Natasha's intentions, this was more than sufficient.
He infused a sliver of spiritual energy into the coin, tossing it into the air and leaving the answer to fate.
Just as Eren watched the coin flip mid-air, intending to catch it and interpret the result, a delicate hand with vibrant red nail polish caught the coin before him.
Snap!
Natasha, smiling brightly, stepped around Eren and held out the coin she had just caught.
"Your coin!"
Glancing at the coin in Natasha's palm—with its heads side facing up—Eren sighed internally.
Heads. Great, no doubt now. She's definitely here for me.
"Thank you."
After politely expressing his thanks, Eren retrieved his coin and stood silently, looking at Natasha.
Noticing his gaze, Natasha frowned slightly.
"Staring at a lady like that isn't very gentlemanly, you know."
Eren responded calmly, "I'm waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"For you to speak."
Natasha paused briefly, then smiled slightly. The combination of her exquisite features and the athletic curves emphasized by her workout attire added a youthful vibrance to her charm.
"That's an unusual way to start a conversation."
"No," Eren shook his head, "I just don't want to waste unnecessary words, Agent Natasha Romanoff."
Hearing her full name spoken aloud, Natasha's pupils contracted sharply.
"You know me?"
Eren replied cryptically, "Sort of. During one of my divinations, I caught a glimpse of your death. That's how I know some things about you."
Natasha's interest was piqued. "My death, you say? What did you see?"
Judging by her curious expression, she seemed genuinely interested in how she might die.
But...
Eren noticed there was no fear of death in her eyes—something ordinary people would undoubtedly display.
After a moment's thought, Eren replied, "It was a touching scene. You sacrificed yourself to save countless others."
"Is that so?" Natasha shrugged with a smile. "Didn't expect my death to be so noble."
Eren chuckled. "What I saw was merely one of many possible futures. It doesn't mean it will definitely happen. Fate is ever-changing, and no matter how powerful a seer is, they can never guarantee their visions will come true."
"More importantly, I'm curious why you're here, Miss Romanoff."
Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Aren't you a seer? Why not divine it yourself?"
Eren held up his quarter. "I already did. Unfortunately, fate didn't reveal your intentions."
Natasha's gaze shifted to the coin in Eren's hand, recalling how he had tossed it earlier. Her brows furrowed slightly.
Was that… divination?
Assuming her act of catching the coin had interfered with his process, Natasha apologized. "Sorry, did I mess up your divination?"
Though she was still skeptical about Eren's so-called divination, Natasha couldn't deny that he seemed to possess some unique abilities.
Otherwise, her director wouldn't have assigned her to make contact with him despite her busy schedule.
But who could have predicted that Eren would reveal her identity so directly, throwing her original plan out the window?
Eren simply smiled and didn't answer her question.
Seeing this, Natasha felt a mix of helplessness and frustration.
When she first received this mission, she thought that getting close to a teenage boy with her charm and skills would be a piece of cake.
But Eren's behavior had completely upended her expectations.
Left with no choice, Natasha adjusted her approach.
"I'm here on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D. to thank you for helping us locate Tony Stark."
They found him already?
Eren's expression briefly betrayed his surprise.
He had to admit, S.H.I.E.L.D. worked with impressive efficiency.
In such a short time, they had crossed half the globe, found Tony Stark, and apparently rescued him from the terrorists. Otherwise, Natasha wouldn't have said what she did.
"Your thanks are noted. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
With a polite nod to Natasha, Eren turned as if to leave.
Natasha, left standing there, felt a trace of disbelief flash in her eyes.
Did he just walk away?
She even began to question herself.
Is my charm failing me?
(End of Chapter)
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