you are wandering through the hazy din of the night-time carnival. your legs grow tired and sore, but what luck! you spy a tent with its curtain drawn open, still accepting visitors at this hour. when you enter, you see thick candles clustered in the center of a small wooden table. their light is enough to show you the way, but not to reveal any faces. "come! sit! we have much to discuss, traveler," a voice beckons from somewhere in the darkness. the light reveals a simple chair with soft cushions, and your body is glad to collapse into it.
"good, good. now, traveler, i will reveal your future. not with the stars, heavens no! they are too distant to hold sway here. and not by a deck of cards created in centuries past. the futures they envision have already come to pass, and they cannot imagine the futures of those who live today. no, traveler. to see your future, i need only for you to sit comfortably in that chair, and for you to tell me but one thing.
what is your favorite special shot in touhou soccer?"
