Will Rank 1 Prevent the Apocalypse?

"Actually, I had a dream. It felt like a precognitive dream, but I'm not entirely sure." I poked Yoo-ha's chest with my finger. I could feel the muscles beneath his t-shirt tense up. It was just a light touch, but even Yoo-ha's breathing slowed. Feeling awkward for no reason, I subtly withdrew my finger and spoke. "In the dream, you had a mole around here on your body." "So, if there really is a mole in this exact spot, it's a precognitive dream?" "Yeah." One corner of Yoo-ha's mouth lifted. "What kind of dream were you having that you saw a mole on my chest?" My face flushed hot. Judging by my reaction, Yoo-ha seemed to guess something. "Was it a dirty dream?" "...Well, yes." "Was...