I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 151

“……So, you’re saying I’ve been fainting at some point?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s ridiculous! I don’t remember anything…”

“But do you remember being awake?”

“……No.”

Tap, tap.

Late at night, we were in a derelict building, sitting in our sleeping bags around a campfire, chatting softly.

While I was tending to the fire, the girl, who had no memories since entering the town hall, tilted her head in confusion.

“Why can’t I remember anything for real…?”

“Maybe you fainted because you were tired.”

“Even so….”

“You should go to sleep since it’s already late. I can tell you more details tomorrow.”

“……Okay.”

At my firm words, the girl pulled her sleeping bag over her head.

To be honest, considering she had betrayed the players during the event and threatened their lives, sleeping together felt a bit dangerous.

But Abel was a hero, so nothing would happen to him, and I had <Protection in Darkness> to fend off any surprise attacks.

If she were to betray us, she could pay for it then.

After that, I merely gazed into the flickering flames.

After about an hour of confirming the girl had fallen asleep in her sleeping bag, I turned to look at the hero nestled in his bag.

“Hero.”

“………….”

“Hero, I know you’re not sleeping.”

“……How do you……….”

“Just kidding. I didn’t actually know. I just guessed you weren’t sleeping.”

“………….”

“So, how far did you and my younger sister, Jisoo, get in your conversation?”

“……Really……my younger sister….”

“She exists. Although not in this world with Namgoong Min.”

“………Another……world….”

“Do you find that hard to believe?”

“……Considering there’s a Gate……it’s not that surprising……….”

“……That’s a good point.”

“………The former……hero….”

“Today is when I learned that my younger sister was a hero as well. In the world I came from, there were no Gates or heroes.”

“……Namgoong Min……….”

“Yes?”

“………Could you have……been a hero……?”

“………….”

A moment of silence hung in the air.

The only sounds were the crackle of the fire, the flames licking upward, and the girl’s gentle breathing in her sleep.

In that suffocating moment, I opened my mouth.

“……Yes.”

“………Why….”

“Why did I give up? That’s simple.”

“Why………?”

“The only <Hero> I know is Abel Legion. A hero who lost his world to a tragedy, but still saved the world. A hero who doesn’t give up on his promise to his grandfather. A hero who even resents Charles Teddy Bear for escaping with only him from the crumbling White House.”

“……….”

“Jisoo will surely also be a hero, but… the real hero in my mind is only you.”

Not perfect, and instead very human.

Yet, it’s that very quality that allows him to rise above adversity and save the world.

That is why I played his character event over twenty times, despite it offering no special rewards.

The growth of Abel Legion, sounding like a hymn to humanity.

Made me think that even someone like me, who drifted between manual labor and part-time jobs, could do it too.

That was all.

“………….”

“……Hero?”

“………Abel.”

“Yes?”

“……Call me……Abel….”

“………Okay, Abel.”

“I want to……hear your story….”

“What story do you mean?”

“……The past………of someone named Namgoong Min….”

“That’s not a problem….”

Since it was already established that I came from another world, there was no need to hide my past any longer.

Gazing nostalgically at the rising flames.

“My parents told me this…”

“……….”

“Let’s die together.”

And thus, the story of the late night began.

*

“You look like you’re in a bad mood. You.”

“How could I not be in a bad mood? Here I am, a principal and a great Battle Wizard getting turned down like this!”

“Don’t even think about venting to me.”

“Ugh…!”

The principal, under the gaze of the Mediator, eventually looked away.

No matter how confident she was in her own powers, it was hard to bear the presence of the ancient figure before her.

‘If it were merely a power struggle, killing her wouldn’t be hard…’

The Mediator’s strength did not stem from power but from contracts.

Bound by countless threads of causality, she could not even welcome death when she desired it.

Even if the principal were to kill the Mediator, she would simply rise again, as if it were nothing, bound by her contract.

Knowing this, the principal cast a mix of irritation and pitying glances at the Mediator.

…But the Mediator still wore that unsettling smile.

“So, what’s up? That fortuneteller won’t be back until tomorrow anyway.”

“I’m aware of that. Much more than you are.”

“……Your irritating tone hasn’t changed. To be honest, I don’t want to talk long, so just get to the point.”

Frowning, the principal gestured impatiently.

The Emperor, Mediator, and principal.

Those who possessed bodies warped by fractures listened to the voice of the entity whispering tidings of the future.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the commonality of hearing the voice of that being, they would never want to meet such a race in their lifetime.

The Mediator, who was smiling even deeper as the principal’s annoyance grew, began to speak.

“I have a child I wish to meet.”

“……A child? Are you talking about a student?”

“I think so?”

“Who is it?”

“A Rich Tycoon, a Saint, and a Crown Princess.”

“……….”

With names that were all hard to handle, the principal sighed.

‘A Rich Tycoon, a Saint, and a Crown Princess?’

To be honest, they were students at the Romance Academy, but with such high-ranking individuals, they surely couldn’t be treated as just mere students.

It wouldn’t be easy to simply call them to the principal’s office and have the Mediator chat with them. Even if she did, they had the power and authority to storm out at any moment.

So, no matter how much the principal and the Mediator were, they would have no choice but to offer them sufficient compensation.

“The Rich Tycoon will probably respond if you imply there’s something of value.”

“What do you mean by ‘thing’?”

“Why would a wealthy person bother enrolling in the academy? To be honest, I don’t intend to give anything away, but it sure is a solid bait.”

The Rich Tycoon, Liu Yan, entered the Romance Academy while engaging in underhanded dealings simply to expand her influence there.

So, if she talks about the desired item, she could be drawn in.

“And what about the Saint?”

“……There shouldn’t be any problems. Mentioning Namgoong Min will likely make her respond immediately.”

“How do you know that?”

“In the world of zealots… there’s only God and themselves.”

Ah, well, that makes sense.

The principal nodded, dismissing the Mediator’s words.

The Saint, Eileen Teddy Bear, was a secret known to only a very select few. How hard the Pope must have worked to make sure he wouldn’t find out that fact.

It was a secret that could only be guarded through the agreement of the Saint, the principal, the vice principal, and a few powerful figures.

‘In that sense, this old hag is quite odd.’

The Emperor of the Daehan Empire knows a secret while the Mediator does.

The Mediator keeps the existence of the Saint secret even from her lord, who she calls the Emperor. What could that possibly mean?

In truth, this was not something the principal needed to be concerned about.

It was simply amusing that they were aware of the secret but that Charles Teddy Bear, her father, did not know it.

‘Honestly, I feel like he’s caught on somewhat. Did he say he’d hear it directly from the Saint? He’s still a foolish guy.’

Momentarily mocking Charles Teddy Bear, the principal turned her gaze back to the Mediator.

Well, since it was the old monster who said it, she would probably take responsibility even if it didn’t work out.

Shrugging, she repeated the last name.

“And the Crown Princess.”

“Unfortunately, I’ve already been turned down. But you might have a chance?”

“Well… I do have connections to the royal family, so I can give it a shot.”

“That’s sufficient.”

“Then, is that it? I’ll prepare immediately, so just step outside──”

“Now that I think about it… there’s one more.”

“Wait, could you please say all this at once? Who is it? It can’t be the Saint or the Crown Prince, right?”

“A Psychic.”

“………What?”

“She needs Rain Arthur.”

“……Ha.”

The principal glared at the Mediator with a completely different look than before.

The items in the principal’s office vibrated as if responding to her anger.

The world’s strongest Battle Wizard.

That title held no exaggeration. She could wipe the entire Romance Academy off the map in an instant if she desired.

Yet, the Mediator’s smile did not fade, even when faced with the wrath of the great wizard.

“Why do you ask? Could it be that you still have lingering feelings?”

“……What are you talking about?”

“What am I talking about? The Emperor, you, and I. We have worked together to accomplish our goals, right? I am merely asking for my rightful claim.”

“………….”

“So… will you help me out? You’re arrogant and bothersome, but you keep your promises.”

“……….”

“Ah, but you haven’t kept your promise with your daughter, have you?”

Bang!

With a gesture from the principal, half of the Mediator’s body burned and flew away.

Yet, even with just half a face remaining, she still smiled as if time reversed itself, restoring her to her original state.

Burnt flesh, blood, and remnants all reassembled, staving off the death that was meant to be welcomed.

The Job Skill <Mediator of Creation>.

The Mediator’s death must occur at the moment foretold by the Creator.

So until then, she could not die no matter what happened.

The principal gritted her teeth as she looked at the Mediator, who had regenerated.

“……Don’t provoke me again.”

“Will I now?”

“And don’t get carried away. It’s true I have lingering feelings, but in a different sense.”

“What sense would that be?”

“……What else could it be? I miss having a good experiment. Tch, if only Hector had been a bit more perceptive, it might have worked out.”

“……So, then, you’ll help me out?”

“I’ll do it, alright? I can use Kite Blackwood.”

“Oh, that’s a good plan.”

“She is probably searching hard for him. But since she has been imprisoned in the academy, it’s tough for her to find him.”

The Psychic, Rain Arthur, is currently expanding her influence in Europe and the Arthur family.

Especially, she has been searching the whole of Europe for Kite Blackwood, who was one of the causes of her engagement issues. Yet, she has had no success.

That should have been expected. Kite Blackwood was already taken away by the principal.

After all, she had prepared him for this kind of issue, so he would likely cooperate once thrown her way.

“Good? Now get out.”

“Thank you for your cooperation?”

“Just go already.”

The principal continued to glare at the Mediator, who was leaving the office with that unpleasant smile.

Eventually, she closed her eyes, lost in thought.

‘……Rain Arthur, huh.’

No matter how many times she thought about it, she couldn’t shake it off. She couldn’t help but feel that way.

It was the moment that came closest to her life’s greatest ‘success.’

After disguising her death, changing her appearance, and becoming the principal of the Romance Academy.

Now, Hector or Rain would likely not recognize her.

But.

“……Could this be an opportunity?”

Having avoided it all until now.

This might just well be a chance.

If she could eventually take over that girl’s body──

“……No, it’s still too early.”

Well, she was already preparing a backup body with the help of the Emperor and the Mediator.

And even just the whispers of that presence were enough for her to continue living.

That’s why the principal shook off the momentary temptation.

After all.

Time was more than enough.