I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 152

A tragic tale of a family.

As soon as the Mediator’s words ended, Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha jumped up from her seat.

“I can’t listen to this anymore.”

“Huh…?”

“Mediator, I clearly told you to keep your mouth shut and stay out of this.”

“………….”

“If you continue to act like this, I have no choice but to respond properly.”

“Don’t you wonder?”

“I think I’ve already answered. Further discussion seems pointless.”

While Kim Eun-ha was glaring at the Mediator with a hostile expression, Rain Arthur let out a sigh and stood up as well.

“Mediator, I’ve heard quite a bit about the infamous three regents of the royal family.”

“Is that so?”

“However, this time you’ve gone too far. You seem completely unaware of the situation between me and Namgoong Min.”

“Well, I’m not sure? I actually find you the most amusing.”

“What…?”

Rain’s eyes widened in disbelief at the Mediator’s remark as she began to release her psychic powers.

Eileen, who had been listening to their argument, quietly chimed in.

“Honestly, for a non-believer, that’s quite an enticing statement.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Eileen?”

“You…?”

“Listen to what people have to say until the end… but that’s all. It’s enticing, but it doesn’t come close to restoring my faith.”

“Huh, is that so?”

“What value is there in stories about the past when they aren’t directly spoken by Namgoong Min? And especially through your mouth, someone like you.”

“You’re being quite aggressive with your words.”

“Well, from my vantage point, I don’t think I’m wrong.”

The Saint’s job skill, <Eye for Reading Hearts>.

Using that skill, Eileen scoffed while reading the Mediator’s heart.

“What’s the deal with two fanatics trying to act out like this?”

“………….”

I don’t know who ‘that presence’ in the Mediator’s heart is, but annoyingly, the Mediator holds as strong a faith towards Namgoong Min as Eileen and the Saint do.

Understanding this well, Eileen derided the Mediator, who was pretending to be an ordinary person.

And then.

“………Sigh.”

Unexpectedly, Liu Yan, who had been quietly listening, pulled out a dagger from her possession and slammed it down on the table.

Crash!

All eyes were suddenly on Liu.

With her legs crossed and arms folded, Liu cast a sideways glance at the Mediator.

“Hey, you so-called Mediator.”

“What is it?”

“Did you think I would just follow like a puppy because of your polite words? Well, that isn’t entirely untrue, but…”

Liu, who had been laughing self-deprecatingly, pointed her dagger, <Crowd Parting>, at the Mediator with an incredibly arrogant look.

The skeptical Rich Tycoon openly expressed his suspicion once again.

“It’s laughable that you suddenly talk about that fortune teller, what? The past? You think anyone here is unaware of it?”

“Well, who knows? Do you?”

“Even if we say we don’t know, you have no right to speak about it. Naturally, neither do we.”

“So…?”

“……The answer is obvious.”

For a moment.

After hesitating briefly, Liu declared with a resolute expression.

“The only one who can talk about their past is themselves.”

“Don’t you doubt it?”

“If you are to doubt, you should doubt your own words as well. And…”

“………?”

“……that fortune teller can be trusted. That’s all.”

The trust Liu Yan spoke of.

Everyone in that room knew how nonsensical that claim was.

Despite thinking as much, it was quite different hearing it directly from Liu.

While Rain, Eun-ha, and Eileen looked at Liu with newfound appreciation, the Mediator maintained her cunning smile.

“Well, can I earn your trust too?”

“Shut it, you brat. The only one who can earn my trust is one person in this world.”

“Ah, how touching, such pure love. It’s quite similar to the Crown Princess’s.”

“………….”

“…………….”

“……….”

“………….”

“Anyway, it seems everyone here is opposed to discussing the past? How sad. I did come here intending to share something, you know.”

“Shut your mouth.”

“Please be quiet.”

“Shut up, unbeliever.”

“Get lost.”

“Such varied reactions. It’s amusing, like watching a skit… but if you don’t want to hear the past, it puts me in quite a difficult position.”

“What…?”

“So, shall I force it?”

The job skill <Mediator of the Creator>.

The tips of the Mediator’s fingers emanated a bright light. The sudden action caused the students who had been watching her to react in various ways.

However, the Mediator directed her hand towards Liu Yan’s chest.

To be precise, it was the pocket where her artifact was kept.

Swish!

“What…!?”

“You indeed had it. This diary.”

In that moment, from Liu’s artifact pocket, a notebook flew into the Mediator’s hand.

As she grasped the notebook, the diary, the Mediator wore a deep, lasting smile, simultaneously—

Psychic powers and the Saint’s charge, the Crown Princess’s fist were directed at the Mediator.

“Now, shall we go?”

Before any of that could happen, the pages of the diary began to flip over.

Words appeared on what should have been a blank page──

“Into the memories of the fortune teller.”

──A blinding light consumed them all.

*

“What the…?”

Eileen, who had charged towards the Mediator, muttered in surprise.

Just moments ago, they had been in a room.

Now, they found themselves standing outside in the sunlight.

Beside her, Kim Eun-ha, Rain, and Liu, equally confused, scanned their surroundings.

“What just happened…?”

“Hey, you paranoid. Don’t you have any artifacts?”

“……Dammit. All traceable or detection artifacts seem to be down. Even <Crowd Parting> seems to be… the same.”

“Don’t test that on me, paranoid girl.”

“Calm down first. We need to figure out what’s going on—”

“Mom!”

“………Mom?”

Suddenly, a voice that sounded oddly familiar drew all the students to turn their heads.

And then.

“……Namgoong Min?”

“No, it can’t be… but it is?”

The young Namgoong Min, who could hardly be ten years old, was running towards them.

In light of the inexplicable situation, Eileen and Rain stood alarmed, while Liu dashed towards the young Namgoong Min.

“Crazy! So freaking cute!”

“Wait, hold on! Don’t touch him—”

“──Huh?”

“Mom!”

“Oh my, my son.”

Liu, who was about to embrace the running young Namgoong Min, blinked in shock as he passed right through her.

Just like that, Namgoong Min, almost as if they were invisible, went right past them and into the arms of a woman.

The unfamiliar face was, no, the girls had figured out who she was from their investigations into Namgoong Min’s family background.

“Mother…?”

“Mother? You malicious brat, why would you say that?”

“It would end up this way, so what?”

“This girl?”

“Are we really going to argue in a situation like this? Anyway… this confirms it.”

“The non-believer was right. It seems we’re in Namgoong Min’s past.”

“How could this happen…?”

As Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha knew, the Mediator didn’t possess such a skill.

Then, could it be that the diary the Mediator had taken from Liu was the medium?

As Kim Eun-ha was about to ask Liu about the diary—

“Oni-chan! Let’s go together!”

“You’re so slow, it annoys me.”

“Oni-chan!!”

“……Oni-chan?”

Without a doubt, Namgoong Min was an only son.

Liu, Rain, and Kim Eun-ha, who knew Namgoong Min’s family dynamics, stared dumbfounded at the unfamiliar girl.

“………Younger Sister.”

Meanwhile, only Eileen gazed at the little sister with pity.

Soon, the little sister also passed by them, enveloping herself in her older brother and mother’s arms.

“Soothing the two whining, Mother turned to wave at a man.”

“Darling!”

“You.”

With a kind expression, a stout man appeared.

Namgoong Min’s father.

He smiled broadly, lifting both his son and daughter as he adeptly soothed them.

“Should we go eat tonkatsu today?”

“Tonkatsu!”

“I love tonkatsu!”

“Darling, should we splurge a bit today?”

“How expensive should we go?”

“Don’t worry, the factory has been doing well recently. Kids, today we’ll have tonkatsu that melts in your mouth!”

“Wooow!”

“Best Dad ever!”

Genuinely happy laughter from a loving family.

The four girls, watching Namgoong Min’s past, had fallen silent, taking in the family before them.

A thought crossed their minds simultaneously.

──Is it a tragedy of some family?

Given the ominous remark made by the Mediator, they trembled with an inexplicable sense of unease.

“……….”

Only Eileen remained.

With her eyes shut.

*

“What, what’s going on?”

Suddenly, Rain came to her senses.

She was no longer outside in the dazzling sunlight, but inside some house.

Frantically, she looked around, but found no sign of the paranoid one, the unbeliever chanting, or the arrogant Crown Princess.

Had she been left behind, she thought just as she heard a voice.

“Kids, did you enjoy the tonkatsu today?”

“It was delicious!”

“I liked it more than Oni-chan!”

“No way!”

“You little rascals.”

A cheerful conversation mixed with smiles.

And a warm atmosphere.

Rain flinched at the coziness.

“………I too.”

I too had those days once.

With a kind mother, falling asleep in her arms every night feeling her warmth.

As the memories she buried deep in her heart resurfaced, Rain moved toward the living room with a somewhat gloomy expression.

“……….”

When she finally stood before Namgoong Min’s family, they remained oblivious to her presence.

It was confirmed. She was undoubtedly in some form of observer state.

Is this what they meant by forcibly showing?

“Mediator…!!”

Driven by anger towards the Mediator, Rain eventually slumped down with a sigh.

Having lost her job skill <Superpower>, she reflected on her past experiences where she had felt powerless as a Skill Thief, dulling her panic.

So, for now, she could only watch quietly.

As she gazed at the young Namgoong Min, she chuckled softly.

“……Namgoong Min, how cute.”

Only about ten years old. A level of cuteness that would be a crime to harbor romantic feelings for… perhaps it’s because he was the boy she liked.

Wrapped in a haze of infatuation, Rain found the little Namgoong Min exceedingly adorable.

No wonder the paranoid girl was so desperate to run at him.

Yet even when she reached out to pet him, her hand merely passed through.

“………….”

Amid the warm and peaceful atmosphere, Rain, who had been watching quietly, moved to the corner of the living room.

Curling up, she buried her face in her legs.

“…I miss you.”

The face she had tried to forget suddenly surged back into her mind.

The mother she had shared memories with in her childhood.

As she recalled the face of her mother who had suddenly disappeared one day, Rain stared blankly at Namgoong Min and his family.

“Family……”

If I were to build a family with Namgoong Min, would this pain be somewhat healed, she pondered seriously about her future.

“……….”

Suddenly drowsiness washed over her, and she closed her eyes against it.

*

“……Huh?”

“Finally awake, are you?”

“Get a grip.”

“You paranoid girl…? Crown Princess…?”

“This malicious girl sure took her time…”

What on earth is going on?

Having regained her senses, Rain found herself face to face with Liu and Eun-ha looking down at her.

“Where is this…?”

“Look over there.”

“What, what is it… Eileen?”

Once she was clear-headed, she could take a look around.

The three girls, including herself, were floating in the air.

Below, the fighting unbeliever was observing Namgoong Min’s family just like she had.

“Could it be I was like that a moment ago…?”

“It was the same for me. You couldn’t hear our voices from this side, right?”

“Oh, no.”

“That confirms it. It appears we’re each seeing the fortune teller’s past individually. I don’t know why it’s set up this way, but…”

One of them observes Namgoong Min’s past while the others are above, watching everything as observers.

If they intended to show it, why not just present the same story to all four?

“So that means… my curled-up state was also…?”

“We all saw it.”

“You malicious girl, you had quite a cute side, huh?”

“……That’s a bit off-putting.”

So, that fighter probably knows that they are watching her.

But the fighter showed no signs of caring about her; she simply appeared to be watching Namgoong Min’s parents, who were deep in thought, having put the children to bed.

“……For now, let’s watch together.”

At the Crown Princess’s suggestion, Rain also focused back on the past.

Unlike the warmth she had felt earlier, they all now found themselves in a stark, cold atmosphere.