I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 146

The moment when hysterical anger echoed through the principal’s office.

The fortuneteller, who had been dozing in the stifling atmosphere of the private jet, starkly different from the lavishness of the Crown Princess or the Psychic, woke up.

“……What’s going on…?”

“No, I just got a sudden ominous feeling…”

What could it be? Did I forget to handle something at the Academy?

I turned off the gas stove at the base, there’s no problem with the air conditioner or boiler either. The gas valve is locked.

I got permission from Liu. I told Rain, and Eun-ha as well. I even informed Eileen.

I also spoke to Lucas, that Saint, and Kim Sung-il…

Even about the class that the principal said would start today…

I didn’t mention it…

‘I… didn’t say anything, did I?’

Ah, I couldn’t tell Charles Teddy Bear that I was going on a trip with the Hero…

I completely forgot to inform the other instructors.

What should I do? If we’re talking about the principal I know, the aftermath would be quite severe.

“……I don’t know.”

“………Huh?”

“Haha, it’s nothing serious.”

I really don’t know. I’m sure I can come up with some excuse.

But the real problem is── the blond Hero sitting next to me.

‘It’s just a two-day, one-night trip.’

The trip itself shouldn’t be a problem.

The Hero is definitely not gay… right? So there’s nothing to worry about. It should just be considered a friendly trip.

It’s not like I’m as close as that Saint whom I’ve known since childhood, but I’m among the ones closest to the Hero after him.

But the issue is…

“To the United States.”

“……………”

“Hero, are you serious? We can turn the plane around at this moment.”

“……….”

“Huh…”

The United States. The Hero’s homeland that has fallen due to the Gate incident.

The Hero would never return to the United States at any time.

Except for one, during his character event.

‘But the Hero’s character event notification has never popped up.’

It must either still not be the right time or I haven’t met the requirements yet.

But still, going to the United States for just two days…

“Hero.”

“………Why…?”

“Have you talked to Charles Teddy Bear, the instructor…?”

“…………….”

“Hero.”

“……No……”

“………I see.”

I was trying to get them to meet somehow… but it didn’t work out well.

Well, the Hero skips Charles Teddy Bear’s class every time and avoids meeting him, so there’s no helping it.

‘They would meet during the duel opportunity given to those who excel academically.’

Back then, the Hero would specifically name Charles Teddy Bear.

And would almost kill him in guilt before deciding to let him live.

That was when the Hero’s character event would originally start.

After that, he would go to the United States.

“……Hero.”

“………What is it…?”

“What do you plan to do in the United States?”

“……I want to show…… something…”

“To me?”

“……Yeah…”

Something he wants to show me?

…Could it be?

‘No, I shouldn’t act like I know right now.’

I could probably fumble through this. My reputation and connections built over half a year are not just for show. He’d believe in my fortunetelling.

However, if that happens, he’ll definitely hesitate to show me.

For now, I have to pretend I’m oblivious and just follow along…

“……Hero? Why do you look at me like that?”

“………Do you have nothing to say…?”

“Something to say?”

“……I suddenly… brought you on this trip…”

“Come on, what relation do we have? Until the day you become selected as an outstanding student, aren’t we comrades?”

“……I see…”

“Of course.”

“……It’s almost… time to arrive…”

“Huh?”

Looking outside the private jet, there was no land in sight, not even an island.

Are we still just over the Pacific Ocean? Already arriving?

Seeing my bewildered expression, the Hero spoke.

“You’ve… never been to the United States, have you?”

“If so, there’s no way a fortuneteller from the Daehan Empire would come here.”

“……Right now, the US is… hell…”

“……Is that so?”

“There are… so many Gates… in the sky… that we can’t enter by plane…”

“……? Then how do we get in?”

“……Through the sea…”

“The sea?”

“Because there are… no Gates there…”

Ah, now that I think about it, I remember hearing that in theory class.

Gates do not generate in the ocean at all.

The exact reason is unknown, but the conjecture within academia suggests that just as monsters transfer through Gates, things from our world can also pass through Gates.

If Gates were to form underwater, all the seawater would rush in and drown the monsters, which would be catastrophic.

Wait a second.

Then, does that mean…?

“So, when you say we’ve almost arrived…?”

“……Drop point… now.”

“Uh.”

Clank.

The floor of the private jet opened just as the Hero finished speaking.

No wonder, I thought the inside of the plane felt like a military aircraft.

‘So it really was being used like a military aircraft?’

Though it’s a problem that we’re not dropping bombs, but people!

Swoosh───

“Hey Hero! Save me!!!”

“……You’re overreacting…….”

“Are you calling the weakest non-combat class, <Fortuneteller>, an overreaction!?”

“You usually looked so relaxed… where did that go?”

“I’ve never had the chance to drop from a plane, give me time to be relaxed!!”

I’ve never experienced dropping into the ocean from above the clouds, but I can assure you my body would be smashed upon hitting the water no matter how skilled I am!

‘Should I use an Artifact!?’

For a moment, I glanced at <Maiden's Breath>, but soon shook my head.

No matter how much of a boost to physical abilities an Artifact provides, at this speed, I’d still break something.

Even if this is an ultra-rare Artifact, it’s better suited for combat classes or <Rich Tycoons> who receive Artifact-use compensations. It wouldn’t be as effective for me.

While normally I’d be two or three times stronger, in this case, the base functionality is so low!

Then───

‘At the moment that I’m closest to the sea surface!’

The non-combat skill <My Little Fortune Teller Shop>.

In the blink of an eye, instead of on the sea, I found myself in a purplish fortune teller’s shop and let out a sigh.

“That crazy Hero…”

How many times has this skill saved me?

<My Little Fortune Teller Shop> is an amazing skill the more you delve into it.

‘It’s not just about moving into another space… but the moment you enter, everything you were doing comes to a complete halt.’

That was true when I used it on Lily White Rose during the first class.

And it was the same when I fought Hector Arthur.

With Lily, it was while I was on a moving car, and with Hector, it was during a ferocious battle.

Whether I jumped in the air to use it or was moving, the second I entered, I wouldn’t hit the ground or keep moving; I simply stopped in that space.

As if all the forces acting on me had vanished.

When I entered <My Little Fortune Teller Shop> after falling through the clouds, I ended up standing still too.

‘So now, if I just step out of the fortune teller’s shop?’

Splash.

As I pulled aside the blackout curtain to step outside, I fell back into the sea again.

Just a short distance from where I used the skill.

At this level, it was like just a regular dive.

‘I’m practically immune to falling.’

Of course, this kind of thing can only happen after <My Little Fortune Teller Shop>’s cooldown is over.

But more importantly, I need to swim back up…

“……Gurgle.”

I really need to swim…

‘Oh, right.’

I actually can’t swim!

I’ve never been to the pool or the sea thanks to working all day, not to mention I’ve been a beer bottle!

Flail. Splash.

I tried to move my arms and legs as much as possible, but I just kept sinking.

Damn it, even if I use <Maiden's Breath>, it won’t magically give me swimming skills!

What should I do…?

“Whoosh, haaaa!!!”

“Slow down… and breathe…”

“Glug glug! Thank you, Hero.”

“……No problem…”

Thinking back, I really did just drop you into the sea without checking if you could swim first, didn’t I?

Is this your way of giving and taking, huh?

… Without whining, I let the Hero support me, as I was somehow swimming even with my burden of a body.

If he lets go, I’d be lost at sea.

“Hero, please consider the fortuneteller.”

“……For someone like you, you seemed to handle things quite well….”

“Well, I’m a fortuneteller, so what kind of life-preserving methods do you expect me to have? But it’s only natural for the strong to protect the weak.”

“……Weak… huh….”

“You’re not calling me strong, right?”

“……You talk like a Psychic…”

“More like Rain as she used to be.”

“……Yeah…”

“And ask a person first if they can swim before dropping them.”

“……I’m sorry…”

“As long as you know.”

Geez, I suppose I’ll endure.

After all, he’s the grandson of the president of the United States, it’s hard to believe someone has never been to a pool or the sea.

‘Well, since no one was paying attention at the Great Lake, I didn’t really mind.’

Water is terrifying.

I now understand why someone who has been submerged would fear entering the water again.

Having never fallen into the water, aside from bathing, I was unaware of that unfortunate truth.

How long had it been since I relied on the Hero?

I could finally sense something.

“Hero.”

“……Yeah, we’re almost there…”

“……Over there.”

“……United States, huh…”

No way, are those…?

Surely not all of them…?

“Yeah.”

“……Can you see…?”

“… Are those Gates?”

“Correct…”

“What the hell.”

Although the Gate incident was serious, it was just the coastal city near the Pacific…

In the abandoned city, which lacked any sign of life, were Gates galore.

Gates.

Gates.

Gates.

Gates.

Tearing through the sky, destroying roads, passing through buildings, existing everywhere all at once.

Everywhere I turned, there were Gates all around.

‘That’s why they referred to Dream Within a Dream as small.’

I never really understood why they measured it small despite it being the size of a tall building.

But this port city’s Gates looked to be roughly double the size of Dream Within a Dream.

Torn apart space everywhere in the city.

Shattered glass splintering around, showing glimpses of dark and navy hues flashing beyond the cracks of the Gates.

“……Three thousand…”

“Three thousand Gates?”

“……No…”

What the hell.

…No way, right?

“……Three million…”

“…………”

“Last I confirmed, the total number of Gates was… three million two hundred fifty-eight thousand…”

“Based on twenty years ago?”

“Right…”

Goodness.

Three million two hundred fifty-eight thousand Gates!?

The United States… deserved to fall.

That number was beyond what I imagined, and as I was briefly dazed, the Hero looked up at the sky.

The sky densely packed, even more abundant than the clouds, were Gates.

Beyond those Gates, more Gates existed.

“……My goodness.”

“……Can you see…?”

“Very clearly indeed.”

Those should be really far away, so they should appear small, and yet…

There were Gates overflowing to cover the sky, overpowering even the sun, casting no light over this port city.

Gates.

This place is… the United States.

The land of the Hero, Abel Legion.

…And, in the character event, the place where we would eventually wage an all-out war.

*

Ding-ding.

Ding-ding. Ding-ding.

“It’s quite noisy.”

“Oh my? Crown Princess, I apologize. If it’s bothersome for you… then I should remain quiet, right?”

“……Aren’t you going to do something about that honorific usage?”

“Well, I suppose that’s not your concern.”

“………<The Mediator>.”

“Yes, yes, Crown Princess. I am the Mediator, after all?”

Ding-ding.

With a beaming smile, dressed in elegant hanbok, the woman chimed away, appearing small enough to question if she had even turned ten.

She was one of the three regents of the royal family and the head of the laws division.

And the one who made the Crown Princess sign the Innocent Kill contract.

The Mediator.

The one Kim Eun-ha had requested to see since the first semester.

“……You’re quite late. It’s been over half a year since I called you.”

“Oh, I apologize for that. I had my own circumstances.”

“You were unpredictable and eventually showed up.”

“I didn’t come because you called, it was just an order from Her Majesty.”

“Then what purpose have you come for? If you came seeking me, shouldn’t you have something to tell?”

“Good point there. What I need to convey is……..”

──You.

──How did you do it?

“……Huh?”

“Desire to Kill. It’s natural for it to be uncontrollable… how did you manage it?”

“Ask either your older brother or Her Majesty about that. Don’t ask me.”

“Why?”

“Because.”

……I might kill you at any time.