"My luck?" Nathan furrowed his eyebrows. He knew it was awful, but he wondered what Mae wanted to say regarding this awful luck. "Is there something wrong with my luck?"
"Isn't that a foolish question?" Fenrir grinned, albeit he hurriedly turned his head away when Nathan glared at him.
Mae shook her head. "I know the condition of your luck. However, it's actually not natural."
"Not natural? What do you mean?"
Mae raised her finger. "Can't you see it, especially from the women around you?"
"Huh? What's wrong with them?" Nathan tilted his head in confusion.
"I mean, do you know anything about your luck?"
"I only know that my luck is awful, except for my luck with women."
"That is indeed true, but haven't you noticed that your luck can actually influence the people around you?"
"Are you talking about how an unexpected accident would suddenly fall upon me, which ultimately affected them?"
