I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 112

I decided not to go.

‘Honestly, it’s not like I absolutely have to go this time.’

It’s true that I need to go to the Daehan Empire. There’s plenty to take care of, like the Emperor, my past conduct, and the Crown Princess’s character event, all of which must happen in the Daehan Empire.

But that doesn’t mean it has to be this time around.

To be honest, I thought it was a good excuse to go during Chuseok, but I can go later without any problem!

‘Till the Crown Princess’s character event has time left.’

To be precise, it’s ‘???’, but since nothing has changed for the Crown Princess has taken place yet, it’s clear that I still have some time.

Once the character event begins, I’ll have to deal with a Crown Princess who can’t control her <Desire to Kill> all the time.

‘The Emperor is involved, but still.’

While in the Romance Academy, neither the Emperor of the Daehan Empire nor anyone else can touch me.

Ah, of course, if they intentionally come looking for me, that’d be a different story… but does the Emperor of a country suddenly show up at the Romance Academy during a national holiday? That’s beyond ridiculous; it’s comedic at this point.

More than anything, to be honest.

“It’s nice to take a break.”

“Excuse me?”

“Isn’t that right?”

“…That’s true.”

The Romance Academy gets three days off for Chuseok.

Naturally, it’s safe to say that hardly any students would stay at the Academy during such a holiday. Most would go home to rest or travel to East Asia.

In other words, the Academy is quite peaceful for a rare change.

Spending time quietly with friends without a busy schedule… um…

‘…Now that I think about it, I might have rested a lot already.’

Though I struggled during the vacation, afterward I rested for a month at Liu’s resort, didn’t I?

Even after the start of the semester, aside from the kidnapping incident, it’s been peaceful.

Huh? Come to think of it, am I just living the easy life?

Now, I feel bad for Liu and Rain.

“Did I send them away for nothing?”

“…Are you talking about the Rich Tycoon and the Psychic?”

“Yes. If I had known it would be like this, I would’ve invited them to rest at the Academy with me….”

I apologize to the Crown Prince, saying I can’t go, and instead, I convinced the Hero, the Saint, Lucas, Liu, and Rain to go in my place.

At first, he was surprised by the news of my absence, but upon hearing who would substitute, he immediately called for it.

‘Honestly, I’d like them to go too.’

The Crown Prince said he’d like it if I went with them, but to be frank, there’s nothing I can do in the Daehan Empire.

As a student at the Academy, I have my position here, and while I could serve as Rain’s representative in Europe, in the Daehan Empire, that’s not happening.

Essentially, the Arthur family, despite being powerful rulers in Europe, doesn’t have to care much about external reputation. The Daehan Empire, however, is exceedingly sensitive about its public image.

Especially since the Gate incident left the United States in shambles and the Daehan Empire rose as a global power.

No matter how I look at it, the establishment reeks of national pride; I can’t help but wonder why Jisoo opted for such a setup…

‘Anyway, there’s nothing I can do.’

Long story short, it means the Crown Prince or Princess can’t present me as a representative like they did in Europe.

So then, what am I?

Just a commoner <Fortuneteller>, that’s all.

I’m at a position where even entering the Royal Palace would be a challenge.

But instead of me, I’ll have friends from the Special Class return who can genuinely strengthen the Crown Prince’s political position.

I’m far less helpful.

Still, it feels a bit uneasy to be resting alone like this.

“…I think it was a good choice.”

“Eileen?”

“The Rich Tycoon and Psychic are a different upper class from ‘us’, so this opportunity to visit the Imperial Family of the Daehan Empire is a great fortune. I think it’s best for ‘us’ to stay together!”

“Hmm… that does make sense.”

After all, compared to me, a mere commoner, and Eileen, a teacher’s daughter, Liu and Rain are in a position where they must consider external appearances.

Hearing the Saint’s advice lifted the guilt I felt about just playing around!

“Would you like another cup of coffee?”

“Oh, yes.”

“How about a little walk after that? There’s a lovely bakery over that hill.”

“…Sure!”

Yes, this is what win-win means.

I handed something to the Crown Prince just in case, so it shouldn’t be a big deal.

What could possibly go wrong?

*

“I’m screwed.”

“Brother, what do you mean?”

“I’m seriously screwed.”

“Sigh…”

The Crown Prince sat in a limousine designated for royals, deep in serious thought before reaching his conclusion.

The situation is going terribly.

“What did His Majesty say?”

“…It’s the same question for the third time. He said to travel to different regions and give speeches, as it’s the Chuseok holiday.”

“How big is the Daehan Empire?”

“…It’ll take over a day just to go around on a royal road.”

“That’s the problem, dammit!”

Bang.

The Crown Prince didn’t hold back his rage as he slammed down on the armrest.

‘This is outright neglect.’

The Crown Prince has returned. I, Kim Sung-il, the next Emperor, have come back.

Of course, I stayed in the Daehan Empire during the vacation, but returning during a holiday like Chuseok is entirely different.

Yet as a Crown Prince, to be told to travel around the regions and celebrate the holiday?

The stated rationale sounds good, but considering I have to stay several hours at each place to offer congratulatory messages makes me furious.

Even a simple calculation shows I couldn’t possibly visit even half of them before Chuseok ends!

And yet I’m being ordered to start my regional tour without even being allowed into the palace?

Not to mention—

“…What about the others?”

“They’re following behind.”

“What the hell is he thinking…?”

The Hero, Saint, Rich Tycoon, Psychic, and even Warlock are all involved.

Sure, let’s assume this blatant neglect is a political maneuver against him.

But why send foreign guests around the regions too?

Treating the mental stronghold of a fallen but still powerful nation like the United States and the world’s best Rich Tycoon and the children of the Arthur family like this?

That obviously constitutes a diplomatic faux pas that other countries could protest against.

Kim Sung-il couldn’t believe his father made such a foolish decision.

“…Has he lost his mind?”

“Brother.”

“Eun-ha, frankly, that would make more sense. The Daehan Empire is a strong country, but it can’t afford to turn the whole world against it.”

“…”

“If my father truly lost his mind while the authority is strong enough to suppress the parliament…”

The Daehan Empire is a constitutional monarchy. The Imperial family and the Emperor exist, but he can’t make all the decisions.

…More accurately, he hasn’t been able to do so.

In effect, the current Daehan Empire is no different from an autocracy.

And the one who built that overwhelmingly strong imperial power is his father, who was even suspected of seeing the future.

He’s both a political rival and a person his son can’t help but respect as part of the royal family.

To think he would make such a decision?

Is this truly the same father who never let personal matters interfere with politics?

“…There are no factions making noise, right?”

“There hasn’t been a purge within the Imperial family, and your faction and mine remain intact.”

“What’s the atmosphere in the Imperial family?”

“Of course, it’s utter chaos. Just a moment ago, cars meant for the palace were leaving the capital to the outskirts!”

“Right… Is he really asking for a direct fight?”

The attack on the Rich Tycoon and Namgoong Min, using Kim Ha-neul as a puppet—that’s certainly unpleasant, but it’s just a level of political maneuvering.

He didn’t target the Crown Prince directly and didn’t undermine his power.

But if they send him on a regional tour despite the Crown Prince’s return during Chuseok, that can only be interpreted one way.

“Turn the car around…”

“Brother, you don’t mean…?”

“We’re going to the Royal Palace. It’s irritating for various reasons, but I cannot allow this childish manipulation to involve my friends.”

At those words, Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha sighed, realizing the hidden implication.

It’s truly impossible for the Crown Prince to consider members of the Special Class as mere ‘friends.’ The closest he might regard would be Namgoong Min.

To him, they are simply ‘top-tier members of society worth engaging with politically and socially.’

Nevertheless, by insisting on referring to them as friends and insisting they turn the car around, he’s implying something.

‘It’s to uphold the rationale.’

To use this as a justification for treating the guests they brought along poorly.

This transparent rationale effectively shifts attention, making her curious about what her father intends to achieve with such an easy and evident excuse.

Regardless, having stepped back from the competition for the throne, she has no room to argue.

As she braced herself for a clash between her father and brother…

The Crown Prince, who raised his voice in frustration, rummaged around in his pocket as if realizing something.

“Wait, wait a minute…”

“…?”

“Now that I think about it, there was a note that Namgoong Min gave me.”

…A note?

I can understand that, but what good would it do in this situation?

While still puzzled, Kim Eun-ha watched as the Crown Prince pulled out the note from his pocket.

And then.

“…What is this?”

“What do you mean, what is it?”

The furious expression vanished, and the Crown Prince grinned with a relaxed demeanor as he crossed his legs.

“Our trustworthy strategist.”

“Goodness….”

“Now then, first off.”

After receiving the note back from a stunned Kim Eun-ha, the Crown Prince eagerly read a specific page he had already marked, nodding in understanding.

He had plenty of ideas in mind even before, but what Namgoong Min put down was… strikingly bold in many ways.

Given that the other side had engaged in incomprehensible actions, it’s only natural to repay them in kind.

For that to happen, the first step would be to—

“Let’s start off with a bang.”

I need my sister, who’s notoriously strong.

“Don’t you think you’ve gained some weight lately?”

“…”

More importantly, a genuinely furious younger sister.