I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 16

The conference room on the upper floor of the Auditorium.

Usually, when exams begin, the Instructors observe and evaluate the students taking the tests here. It’s a place where many conversations are constantly exchanged.

“This student did well this time,” “No, it was because of this student,” “This was pure luck,” and so on.

Instructors are human too, so they can make mistakes or misinterpret situations. Debates to prevent that were a daily occurrence.

But for now, even this place was enveloped in silence.

“……….”

“………….”

– That wall over there has been broken! We’ve done it!

– Waaaah!!!

– Not yet! That wall is incredibly harmful too! Everyone, charge!!

– Break it! Break it! Break it!

– I, Sasaki Ito, will lead the charge!

– Ito! Ito! Ito!

“…How on earth do I evaluate this?”

The Romance Academy’s <Swordsman> instructor, Redfield, held his head in his hands.

The exam was supposed to proceed normally. Only until 11 o’clock. In reality, they had planned to end the test by then.

What the Romance Academy required from the students was not to escape a maze.

“Originally… it was a test to evaluate individual suitability in a place where escape is impossible.”

“Why has it come to this…?”

The entrance exam at the Romance Academy only evaluates the proficiency of the ‘job’ they possess, without any assessment of personality or character.

While the最低限人格破壊者 are filtered out from the application stage, the reality is that there are still a few troublesome ones mixed in.

There simply weren’t enough ‘job holders’.

Even with good character, the number of students they could filter out was extremely small.

“…What about that swordsman, Sasaki Ito?”

“Lost in the maze for 2 hours and 21 minutes. There were some rough words here and there, but nothing excessive. With this kind of patience and endurance, he should be fine.”

“Seeing him actively take the lead in that group… his cooperation seems quite outstanding as well.”

“That’s good… it’s a good thing but….”

That’s why the academy traps them in a maze with no exit.

No matter how much they run and get lost, the exit remains unreachable, the starting point visible with just a turn, the time running out, and the unreasonable punishment awaiting failure.

All these elements gradually pressure people, revealing the true nature of those of poor quality.

Originally, this was meant to weed them out.

Yet the current situation was far from what they had anticipated.

– We succeeded! We’ve destroyed 21 buildings and over 50 walls! We can do this!

– We can do it!

– Do you see it? The starting point that deceived us in the maze! No matter how much we moved, turning around would reveal that place! But what about now!

– It’s getting further away…!

– Breaking the walls was the right choice!

– The damn Auditorium is getting farther away!

– Yes! We can do this! If everyone puts their strength together, we can break through this hellish maze and escape!

– Waaaah!!!

“…How many cases of such instigation have there been in the academy’s history?”

The Vice Principal, sitting in the most prominent seat among the instructors, muttered.

Instead of smiling, he watched one male student with a guarded expression.

The fortuneteller, who was leading that crowd with mere gestures.

“It’s the 12th instance.”

“Was there one of that scale?”

“There was one at 5. The largest scale was when half of the new students banded together.”

“What did they usually do?”

“There were three protests against the Romance Academy. Two attempts by <Wizard> jobs to cast large-scale magic.”

“Haha, I see.”

The Vice Principal chuckled wryly upon hearing the instructor’s report, then continued.

“This kind of sabotage… it’s the first time.”

Sabotage.

The moment the Vice Principal chose that word, the instructors shuddered, but soon found themselves unable to come up with a more fitting term and sighed.

“…There have been attempts, but trying it on such a scale is a first, and actually breaking the walls is also unprecedented.”

“Impressive, very impressive. Do you see it?”

The Vice Principal pointed to where students were currently breaking walls in real-time. Students shouting, moving, and rushing forward.

But they weren’t disordered or chaotic.

“Physical jobs are hammering the walls, and non-combat jobs are taking over when they tire or clearing the rubble of broken walls. The magic jobs are gathering in one place, weakening the wall, and once everyone is at a safe distance, they’re unleashing magic all at once.”

Clumsy, yet they moved like a small army. That very aspect left the instructors speechless.

A simple instigator and a strategist who can move students like an army are utterly different.

Both the Vice Principal and most instructors were keenly observing their collaboration.

Of course, being students, there were moments when they didn’t sync up, but that was smoothed over by a small number of elite students.

“A <Rich Tycoon> is pouring out recovery potions. Just how many does he have?”

“Look at <Swordsman> Sasaki Ito! His movements are clean and precise. Truly, he is the swordsman endorsed from Japan. If that student weren’t here, breaking the walls would have been impossible.”

“What about <Psychic> Rain Arthur? Her mastery of telekinesis is top-notch. Helping to clear debris, moving students around, assisting in breaking the walls…”

“Don’t you see the firepower of <Warlock>? I’ve never seen a magician so young with such skills. Truly, a special job, a genius.”

“And then there’s the <Fortuneteller>…”

<Fortuneteller>.

As the name of the mastermind and central figure was mentioned nonchalantly, the conference room fell silent again.

Though it should have been addressed, the instructors didn’t know quite how to phrase it.

“…Is it certain that his job is <Fortuneteller>? It’s not <Negotiator> or a special job like <Conman>?”

“There’s no special job called <Conman>.”

“Just to clarify, it’s not mere talk. When he was speaking in the Auditorium earlier, his tone, gestures, and vocal pitch clearly indicated that he’s not just some random guy who’s dabbled in conversation.

“No matter how young the students may be, to incite them so easily…”

He had stirred the students. That was possible. This was not without precedent in the Romance Academy’s history. Young superhumans with overflowing vigor are simple and easily swayed.

The idea of breaking walls had been suggested… that was possible. Although it was the first time they’d actually succeeded, similar attempts had been made in the past.

But he was a <Fortuneteller>; this wasn’t a profession centered on speaking or inciting people.

In fact, the students who had previously incited others were either jobs like <Negotiator> or <Royalty>, known for their eloquence, or students who had enough stature to be a focal point.

But this fortuneteller was different, wasn’t he?

“…Still, he must possess outstanding abilities as a fortuneteller.”

“Yes? Instructor Redfield, what do you mean?”

“That brat is directing them using tarot cards, and the direction he’s indicating is actually toward the exit.”

“…? Isn’t the exit blocked? It’s a maze where escape is impossible…”

“No, no. I mean, ‘breaking through the walls’ to make an exit.”

“……!!”

That group, who was smashing through walls as though they were cracking snacks, was not dealing with walls that could be easily broken.

No matter how superhuman they were, breaking concrete walls as large as buildings was something normally impossible.

If not for the presence of <Warlock>, <Psychic>, <Swordsman> Sasaki Ito, and half of the new students, it would have been utterly inconceivable.

But even if they were breaking through the maze, it didn’t mean they could unconditionally escape.

“The exit does exist. However, the moving walls block it, so if they manage to break exactly at that spot… it’s not impossible.”

“Then, they’d need to know the structure of the maze…!”

“He’s a fortuneteller, so he must have divined it somehow.”

“…….”

No, is it really okay? That was the expression passing between instructors.

How do they prepare for that fortuneteller then? No matter what exam they take, he could figure it out using divination.

He was practically using a cheat code all by himself.

“…Should we impose restrictions on his skills?”

“That’s nonsense! That would be extreme!”

“Then are you saying we should give that student special treatment?!”

“It’s not special treatment! If that’s his ability, the Romance Academy won’t stop him!”

“That too has its limits! Let’s be honest, if he passes all questions on a theory test just by using divination, what kind of test is that supposed to be?”

“It would count as an exam on job capabilities!”

“You’re out of your mind!”

“Stop it already!”

“Someone intervene!”

“………….”

The conference room was gradually descending into chaos. The dissent among instructors was tense, and they were almost reaching the point of fighting.

Should Namgoong Min’s future-seeing divination be permitted?

It was a matter that could shake the Romance Academy to its very core. If permitted, all exams would lose their meaning, and if not, it raised the issue that the fortuneteller merely used divination.

The Vice Principal, who had been watching all this unfold, turned his head to the side.

“Charles Teddy Bear Instructor.”

“………….”

“You had him under your care during the dedicated exam, right? Do you have any thoughts?”

“………….”

“Silence, huh. Well, that’s probably the best approach.”

From the center of the still noisy conference room, the Vice Principal solemnly declared.

“Everyone, quiet down.”

“…………….”

“………….”

“……………….”

“First, let’s observe a little longer. The matter concerning Namgoong Min… can be decided after all this is over.”

“Hmm, hem!”

“If the Vice Principal says so…”

Does the Romance Academy accept Namgoong Min?

Even now, the fortuneteller, drawing tarot cards and directing all the students, can be seen.

The Vice Principal’s eyes gleamed.

*

‘Ah, this is cozy.’

“Break it! Break it! Break it!”

“Step back from the wall! It’s almost time to cast some magic!”

“It’s cracking! It’s going to collapse soon!”

‘This is really convenient.’

Namgoong Min smiled, watching the automated system he created.

Just say a few words, draw tarot cards in a stylish way, and point the direction, the rest works itself out.

Isn’t this the ultimate cheat?

‘As it is, I’ll reach the exit.’

To be precise, there will be a wall blocking the exit.

The maze event during the entrance ceremony was truly one that made the player want to curse.

The maze was ridiculously big, and no matter how much I went around, there was no sign of an exit, and the scenery never changed; it was infuriating. Once, I tried just following the right wall to escape, but that didn’t work either.

The escape from the maze itself was fake, but still, as a player on the 25th round, I had a desire to escape.

After spending nearly the entire day in the maze, I finally figured out that there were moving walls.

‘There are a total of five moving walls in the maze.’

Out of those five, the wall blocking the exit at the maze’s outer layer was just one, and that wall would block the exit whenever a player got closer, making it look like a dead end.

In a game, arriving at a blocked area would only give the option to turn back, leading into a guaranteed failure; but what about here?

‘So, what to do?’

If the exit isn’t blocked? Then simply head straight out.

If it is blocked? Then just break it down.

In the game, breaking walls was an impossible option, but now it’s different!

“…Hey, we finished supplies ahead.”

“Oh, thank you. Liu, please charge those to me.”

“Of course. If you can’t repay it…”

“You can sell my organs.”

“…Damn it, I don’t do that kind of thing, you piece of shit.”

Liu Yan was pulling all kinds of items out of her spatial pocket. Recovery potions, mana potions, weapons, and so on, endlessly coming out was a bit shocking.

Repay, huh? There were numerous ways to earn money. If this escape goes well, paying that off will be a piece of cake.

Looking at Liu’s face looking even more morose, I eventually turned my head.

“Rain? Are you okay? Not pushing yourself, right?”

“Not at all… ah.”

“Indeed, you’re reassuring. Rain, you’re the best.”

“………!”

Rain Arthur, reacting to each of my words animatedly, was playing various supportive roles.

Clearing the rubble of the collapsed walls, utilizing telepathy to send commands, and teleporting to assist during crises, and so forth.

Truly, as a <Psychic>, the lady of your family is amazing!

“What about Lucas?”

“Ha! That guy is the most excited. Can’t you see him commanding the wizards?”

“Seems like it’s his calling.”

For some reason, Lucas Arthur, who had been glaring at me while sitting next to Rain and Liu, had ended up mingling with the wizards and was playing the leader.

“Lucas! You’re indeed a warlock, awesome!”

“That’s basic.”

“Indeed, Lucas! You’re completely different from us!”

“Not a big deal.”

On the surface, he appeared expressionless, but I bet he was dying to grin inside from all the flattery he was receiving from the wizards.

Well, Lucas’s meritocracy wasn’t reaching the level of Liu’s paranoia, Rain’s weakness, the Violent Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha, or the fanaticism of the Saint; he wasn’t so little in capability that he could ignore such compliments.

In the first place, meritocracy means having enough pride in one’s own skills, but if he’s continuously praised, would he stay just indifferent?

As a player, if I wanted to follow the Lucas route, I remembered increasing favorability by following him around and showering him in compliments.

“The other side seems fine. How about Sasaki?”

“That side is decent enough.”

It’s not just decent; he’s the core element, Liu.

<Swordsman> Sasaki Ito. In terms of pure combat strength at the Romance Academy, he’s second only to the Crown Princess.

In the entrance exam, his rank was 7 due to it assessing job capability instead of combat ability, but in a duel, he wouldn’t even stand a chance against him.

With a build over 180, he wielded his sword with such grace; it was only natural for him to be key in breaking the walls.

“…Namgoong Min.”

“Ah, Sasaki. Is it time soon?”

“Yeah. Which wall should we break?”

“Wait a moment.”

I skillfully shuffled the tarot cards, performing an unnecessary yet stylish motion as I picked one.

The drawn card was… the Minor Arcana, Six of Pentacles.

In reality, the card drawn didn’t matter.

“Go to the northeast.”

“Good, everyone heard that! We’re heading northeast!”

Waaaah!!!

In a normal situation, we’d just head in a straight line, but since the academy appeared flustered, the positions of the moving walls had changed, forcing some adjustments in our direction.

And in between, I had to step up like this so that my presence wouldn’t be forgotten.

“This is too easy.”

“…………….”

“………….”

It felt like Liu and Rain were looking at me oddly.

Must be my imagination, right?

…That and, it’s about time.

“Any second now.”

“Any second?”

“According to my divination, the last wall should be coming up soon. But….”

“But?”

“Time is running short.”

“…Ah.”

The current time was 11:55. The students over there seemed to be excited and weren’t paying attention to time, but only five minutes were left.

At this point, everyone was skilled enough to break one wall in roughly a minute, but with some distance remaining, a narrow failure was expected.

If only Sasaki Ito would hurry up… well, it’s an unfortunate situation.

If only there had been just one more student of Sasaki’s caliber…

“…Ah.”

“What? You seriously look ominous right now?”

“What are you talking about, Liu? I’m just smiling?”

“That’s exactly what you looked like when you came to collect the tip last time!”

“Haha, that was a fun moment. Don’t worry, this will be something different.”

“…Something different?”

“Yes. I just remembered how to escape within five minutes.”

Having created such a ruckus, they’d surely notice me too.

There’s no guarantee we’ll succeed, but in light of our current failure being almost certain, it’s better to risk it than nothing.

“I’ll be right back.”

“Eh? Where are you going? You’re not running away, right?”

“I wouldn’t dare to run away, not with you wanting to collect my organs!”

“Hey! I don’t sell organs, you piece of shit!”

“…Really?”

“Don’t look at me like that, you bitch!”

As Rain and Liu began to bicker, I slipped away.

With time running low and the need to persuade, I needed to search quickly.

“This time, I’m definitely escaping…!”

Now, where could our Violent Crown Princess be?