I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 221

Could I not focus on my surroundings?

When I came to my senses, I was walking down a deserted street with Namgoong Min.

“………”

“Are you back with us?”

“………How… did you know…?”

“It’s usually obvious just by looking. But you seemed to be deep in thought.”

“………”

I only had a chat with an American student, Lily White Rose, and Raphael, so why was I feeling this way?

I already knew the answer.

This entire process, this entire conversation.

Namgoong Min’s question about ‘preparation’ was clear.

From the moment I sensed the intent of this fortuneteller, bit by bit, my thoughts started to multiply.

“What do you think? A full 24 hours should be more than enough, right?”

“………Yeah…”

Pitter-patter—

“Since we’re at it, may I ask, how many more people do you think you’ll meet?”

“………”

I had met three people so far.

But, I had only figured out two of them.

“Three…?”

“Wrong, it’s two. One should be showing up soon.”

“………? Here?”

Tap-tap-tap—

Looking around, I could only see an empty street.

There were a few passersby, but they were just taking this route as a shortcut.

There weren’t any open shops, and in this place, there were more residents of the floating city than academy students?

‘More importantly…’

What was that helicopter sound from earlier?

“Oh, not that way. Here.”

“………What…?”

“Here, above.”

Above?

Before Namgoong Min’s words even finished, a voice that could drown them out echoed from ‘above.’

“YAAAAAHHHH!!!!!”

“……Oh my.”

“Fortuneteller, you bastard!”

Boom!

Like a superhero landing, a female student who seemed a bit too energetic, the Rich Tycoon wore a frustrated expression.

…Where had she fallen from? No, did she even need to fall from the sky?

Such trivial questions were buried under the sound of the helicopter.

The Rich Tycoon, who had appeared riding a helicopter from the floating city, immediately charged at Namgoong Min.

More precisely, towards his collar.

“C-cough!? Liu, I’m going to die!”

“Die? No, actually, don’t! You little punk, you used the GPS elixir, didn’t you!?”

“Uh, is that something I need to compensate for…?”

“Don’t talk about compensation! That’s just a gift! You said you’d be back soon! You said it wouldn’t be dangerous! This fortuneteller is out here scaring people for fun!!”

“Ow! That hurts, it hurts!”

“Yeah, just take it! I’ve really been holding back on locking you up in your village while you’re out here gallivanting around?? You’re going to be like this even after you get married!!”

“L-Liu!?”

“More importantly, if you’re back, you should have come to me first, you little punk!!!”

Smack. Thwack. Bam.

After gleefully pounding Namgoong Min all over, the Rich Tycoon finally let go of his collar, panting heavily.

The voice and sounds of blows were loud, but I bet it hurt more than it caused actual injuries. The Rich Tycoon must have done this sort of torture plenty of times.

The difference was that she was showing affection and sincerity only towards Namgoong Min.

Having finally extracted a KO surrender from Namgoong Min, the Rich Tycoon gritted her teeth.

“You… if you pull this nonsense again next time, prepare yourself. You’re not going to be leaving your house for the rest of your life.”

“Yeah………”

“Alright, that’s enough of that. More importantly…”

A thrilling gaze filled with jealousy, the Rich Tycoon finally turned her head towards me.

Unlike the expression aimed at Namgoong Min, her face was full of hostility and suspicion.

“The one who seeks you out first while leaving your wife behind… is that the Hero? You fortuneteller, don’t tell me.”

“……Are you kidding me right now?”

“Just look at how serious you are, of course I’m joking. But if you are coming to visit, it’s definitely not the Violent Crown Princess but the Hero.”

The Rich Tycoon.

In an unexpected angle where Namgoong Min was hidden, a dagger appeared in his hand.

So I could see only that.

“What are you up to again? Do you plan on doing another 1-night, 2-day trip like last time?”

“………Rich Tycoon….”

“What? Don’t try to sweet-talk that innocent fortuneteller. Just come out, hero brat.”

“……About my mission… what do you think…?”

“………What?”

An abrupt, totally out-of-place question.

But it was a necessary step for me.

‘Since Namgoong Min said he was above.’

It wasn’t coincidence that I met the Rich Tycoon; she was probably one of the ‘people’ Namgoong Min had mentioned.

So it didn’t matter whether it was the Rich Tycoon or anyone else; I had to ask the question.

…More than that, I wondered if I would even be able to ask such a thing of the Rich Tycoon.

“What mission? What nonsense is this all of a sudden?”

“Liu, just answer me.”

“Unreliable ones should just be quiet. I’ll listen to you for real at the base later. Anyway… does that mean I just have to tell you about your mission? Is that all?”

“………Yeah…”

“You think I would willingly say that?”

“…………….”

“Usually, I’d refuse, but since this fortuneteller is in front of me, I’ll let it slide… Ha, the Hero’s mission, huh.”

──It was obvious.

“That’s quite ridiculous, isn’t it?”

“……….”

“Even if you’re a Hero, you’re still just in your twenties, and ultimately alone, yet the whole country is clinging to you like a bunch of crying babies. And what do they ask? To save America? To enter the Pentagon?? Isn’t that just telling you to go die?”

“………”

“Honestly, unless you’re using some sort of cheat, it’s impossible. Even before I entered the academy, I was tired of those American brats constantly whining about what a Hero is, what hope is. Is a Hero just a trash can that throws everything back at them? And here you are, worrying about your so-called mission.”

“…………….”

“Seriously, no reaction at all. Hey, just live a little easier. I never meant to, but I’ve been watching you since you were little, right? Back then, you were at least… a human being. Now you just look like a corpse. All because of that trashy mission.”

“……….”

“Your mission is just a ridiculous thing that others made while expecting you to fulfill it and asking for favors. If it were me, I would’ve ignored everything and taken what I could, but… tsk, you seem like the type to meddle like a fortuneteller.”

Scratching his head for a moment, the Rich Tycoon finally spat it out as if it were distasteful.

“Really, really annoying, but if you insist on doing this so-called mission… then…”

“…………”

“I’ll give you just one piece of advice. At least… don’t forget that heart of yours. It means to keep your original intention. If you drew your sword to protect those trashy fools.”

“……Be precise. Because doing the opposite of protecting what you’re supposed to protect is more common than you think.”

“Simple, right? You’re the good, and the Gate guys are the bad. Just think of it that way.”

“So just kill the bad guys.”

“Got it, you little punk?”

*

“Third, only aim your sword at evil.”

*

“………Is it really… okay…?”

“It’s perfectly fine. Because it’s the last one now.”

“No… it’s just… I feel like I’m being captured…”

“……You do know that Liu and I aren’t even in a relationship, right?”

“……..Still?”

“Ugh.”

Holding a rare expression suggesting he had misspoken, I couldn’t help but feel that such teasing was merely something I had become accustomed to after experiencing it dozens of times.

I fled from my friend’s (future?) marriage into the notion of friendship.

“It’s already… the end…”

“……It really is. It didn’t even take half a day.”

“………”

But why was this the end?

If what Namgoong Min was planning for ‘preparation’ was indeed what I thought it was,

‘The conditions needed for that skill… There must be five of them.’

I had met four people, but awakened only three.

Thinking about it that way, two more people should be met.

What on earth was Namgoong Min thinking?

Why does he keep…

Shaking me—

“We’ve arrived.”

“………What…?”

“The last person… I had already arranged to meet them earlier. It’s time.”

The place we arrived at, saying it’s the last, was… the Auditorium.

Originally, it should have been where the Special Class had an afternoon class, but it was canceled due to the professor’s circumstances.

Is the last person supposed to be in an Auditorium where no one should be now?

“Open it, step inside.”

“………”

“Why are you hesitating?”

“……Is it possible…?”

Could it be that the person inside is…

“Hero.”

“……..”

“I am your friend, and I have been supporting you since that Survival exam in the first semester, I assure you.”

“………”

“You won’t regret it. It was initially a promise made with you.”

The Survival exam. From the moment I attacked Namgoong Min’s base as soon as the test started.

It was a promise I made with that fortuneteller…

At first, it was all that existed, but as time went on, I gradually began to forget.

No, to be precise, I tried to ignore that promise.

“……Ultimately…”

“A promise is meant to be kept, right?”

“………Right.”

I hesitated and hesitated again.

Is this the right choice? No, it was my own words after all. It was the moment I had aimed for so hard.

It may have not been it from the beginning. Even a fortuneteller could make mistakes. Wasn’t it unnecessary to worry like this?

Countless thoughts raced through my mind.

Creak.

The door to the Auditorium… opened.

As I stepped inside…

“………Long time no see, Abel.”

“Ah… Ah…!!”

“Really, long time no see.”

Teddy Bear. Teddy Bear. Teddy Bear.

Charles Teddy Bear.

“Teddy Bear…!!!”

“……Yes, it’s me.”

Job Skill <Holy Sword>.

The <Holy Sword> overlaid upon the Holy Sword.

Up until now, it was a skill that enhanced a normal sword to be like a Holy Sword.

The <Holy Sword> used on a real Holy Sword was unrivaled.

It didn’t shine with a rainbow light like Namgoong Min’s sister did back then, but…

Holding the Holy Sword drawn from its sheath, I charged at him.

Clang!!

“Teddy Bear!!!”

“………Abel.”

“You… you shouldn’t be standing here like this…!!”

“……..”

Charles Teddy Bear.

Instructor of the Romance Academy, a retired soldier and a hero of America.

And at the same time…

The coward who ran away, leaving his grandfather behind.

“That was the President’s intent.”

“Stop talking nonsense!!!”

“The President… ordered me to save you instead of him.”

My head throbbed. Memories from that day, which I had forgotten, rose up again.

Gates opening all around, monsters pouring in, the burning Pentagon.

As the bodyguards died and my grandfather was being carried away, injured, right in front of me appeared…

Charles Teddy Bear.

“It wasn’t me! I should not have survived!!”

“……..”

“My grandfather! My grandfather should have been the one to survive…!!”

With a swoosh, bang!

Even as the Holy Sword sliced through the surroundings, Charles Teddy Bear showed no change in his expression.

He merely faced me with a look of regret and sadness.

‘That was…

That I hated even more.

“Charles… Teddy Bear.”

“……..”

“……You’re looking at me… in regret.”

If you were going to regret it like that, if you were going to stare at me like that from the beginning…

You should have saved my grandfather, not me.

“Did I… lack the courage… to be hated…?”

“……..”

“I could have… been hated…?”

Losing myself in the moment, I gripped the Holy Sword tightly, letting its blade barely graze Charles Teddy Bear’s hair.

Suddenly, in response to the increased speed, I tried to move in a hurry, but he was too slow.

Just like in the Pentagon.

So very.

“……Ah.”

So slow.

Taking advantage of the openings created by the rust of his time living as an instructor, wielding the Holy Sword was… easy.

Killing that long-resented figure was.

And…

Crack!!!

“…………….”

“I didn’t cut you… after all.”

“………Shut up…”

“One must not show mercy to the enemy.”

“……!!!”

The fourth.

“Do not show mercy to your enemies.”

Crack!

With the Holy Sword lodged right beside his head, Charles Teddy Bear, lying down, slammed his fist against the ground.

Though it was a punch that was unable to exert proper force, it still—

“Ugh…!?”

Whoosh!!

It was much faster than pulling the Holy Sword out and countering.

With overwhelming strength, I staggered back, barely managing to balance myself with the Holy Sword I hadn’t let slip.

Standing up again, Charles Teddy Bear glowered at me.

“You remember the sufficient preparations, right?”

“…………….”

“Two conditions left for Job Skill <Absolute Good>.”

Let’s see who can do better.

“Let’s test that, Abel.”

“Teddy Bear…!!!”

And.

The clash of blades and fists began.