I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 237

In the outskirts of the Romance Academy, on the second floor of Namgoong Min’s stronghold.

The owner, Namgoong Min, only utilized the first floor and the basement, leaving the three-story building mostly unoccupied. Therefore, the second and third floors, which went unused, were treated roughly as storage or simply left empty.

It had been a routine of just cleaning enough to keep the dust from piling up, but that was a story from three months ago.

Now, the second floor had been completely remodeled by Namgoong Jisoo, who had turned it into her base of operations.

As a result, it naturally became the meeting place for everyone.

‘…Sister, is Oppa sleeping downstairs?’

‘He’s deep in slumber. Want to take a peek?’

‘As much as I’d love to… if I did that, the other girls might do the same. I better hold back.’

In the early dawn, when everyone was asleep, Eileen, who had come secretly to the base, continuously tried to divert her gaze away from the first floor where Namgoong Min was sleeping awkwardly.

Thinking of him down there, looking all disheveled, made her smile unintentionally.

But that wasn’t why she had gathered today. Eileen didn’t want to hastily give the other competitors a chance to pounce.

‘Or should I just swap souls for a moment? Then I can use <Eye for Reading Hearts>.’

‘…Sister, are you really watching right now?’

‘…So what! It’s not like I’m going down there; what’s wrong with sneaking a peek with a skill?!’

Privacy invasion through Job Skills and general skills.

An illegal act, strictly monitored everywhere, and the reason why most <Seekers> that can detect the echoes of skills are in law enforcement or legal fields.

Surprisingly, however, there were no police at the Romance Academy! Instead, there were guards, but they aren’t specifically deployed where <Seekers> are stationed.

Therefore, if Namgoong Min sensed the invasion of privacy and reported it to the guards, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say there would be no chance of getting caught. After all, she wouldn’t be the only one snooping.

The Rich Tycoon, the Psychic, and the Crown Princess had probably already made their own arrangements.

So, wouldn’t it be fine if I did it, too? That thought bubbled up within Eileen.

‘Alright, then I’ll pass.’

‘Sure.’

With a brief closure of her eyes and a deep breath, the two souls swapped.

The Saint on the outside, Eileen on the inside.

Although she planned to be Eileen for this gathering and would have to switch again soon, that brief moment was precious to her.

Job Skill <Eye for Reading Hearts>.

The greatest advantage of Eileen, who housed two personalities, was that the personality that entered her inner self could also use the skill.

Besides sharing the cost of <Holy Radiance>, Eileen and the Saint had the special ability to maintain two different skills simultaneously.

Using that power, Eileen, now back in soul form, hastily directed her gaze towards the basement.

‘No time to waste, gotta hurry…’

Originally a skill to read someone’s heart, unlike the Saint, it had grown over time because both the Saint and Eileen frequently and primarily used it.

The essence of reading hearts remained the same, but now she could read someone’s heart even if they were a little farther away.

Moreover, when reading hearts, the field of vision bypassed obstacles and moved toward the target, using that point to her advantage.

‘Oppa…’

As she stared at him sleeping soundly, memories from three months ago surfaced.

Unable to say goodbye to Namgoong Min, the proposal from the Saint to collectively intervene with the Pope at the Church echoed in her mind.

It was entering the shrine of a god in a human body. No matter how much the <Holy Radiance> of the Saint and the Saintess combined, she was pushed to the brink of collapse and bloodied.

At the very end, they barely managed to intervene in the crack that the Pope had opened, and the Saint pulled the Pope over here.

And Eileen, the Saintess.

She faced Namgoong Min beyond that crack.

His left arm was crushed, one eye was missing, and he was severely injured and bleeding.

Yet, there he was, trying to struggle on, just holding on, murmuring that he had lost against a fortuneteller.

‘Don’t worry, Oppa.’

Eileen helped Namgoong Min. She squeezed out her last ounce of strength, teleporting him a few steps forward.

At the same time, she stanchioned the bleeding and minimally healed his body… it was a moment where Eileen almost ceased to exist.

Now everyone had reached a happy ending, but back then, it was a gamble for her life.

Eileen wanted to see Namgoong Min’s sleeping face not out of selfish desires.

…If one were to nitpick, maybe just a tiny bit of it was selfish.

But her greater reason was to inspire herself.

‘I will definitely protect you, Oppa.’

Time was probably up now.

Keeping Namgoong Min’s sleeping face in view, Eileen swapped souls once more.

Then, a door caught her eye.

Second floor of the base, Namgoong Jisoo’s room.

Knock, knock.

“Can I come in?”

“…Come in.”

Gently opening the door, Eileen entered a somewhat desolate space where the room’s owner, Namgoong Jisoo, sat sipping coffee in one of five chairs arranged in a circle.

The other four chairs were empty. That was hardly surprising since she had purposely summoned Eileen earlier than the usual meeting time.

Eileen, who sat in any chair, smiled gently.

“Still a pretty empty room, huh?”

“My sense of aesthetics died decades ago. All I need is a space to get by.”

“Would you respond the same way if Namgoong Min Oppa said that?”

“…Shut up.”

Namgoong Jisoo, who had glared at Eileen momentarily, clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Did she dislike the teasing tone? Or could it be because she couldn’t act recklessly due to Eileen having helped Namgoong Min?

Or maybe not.

“Namgoong Jisoo.”

“…Just call me Jisoo.”

“Jisoo.”

“Why?”

“Is it because you dislike me?”

And then, as Jisoo lifted her coffee cup, she froze.

Her sharp, sensitive eyes were directed solely at Eileen.

“What… does this mean…?”

“I realize that you’re showing me consideration compared to the other girls. It’s probably because the support I gave Oppa was crucial. Moreover, if you hadn’t helped to heal Oppa, he could have died even after defeating the Former God.”

“…So you know that…”

“But at the same time, Jisoo, you also dislike me. Why could that be?”

With an atmosphere and tone more like a light quiz, the moment Jisoo grimaced.

“The answer is probably because I call him ‘Oppa,’ right?”

“…”

A flinch.

Jisoo.

Twitch a little.

“I understand. After decades of hardship, you finally reunited with your brother. Not only that, but you arrived with the motive to save the younger sister from the Former God you had also trapped.”

“…”

“Naturally, it’s a selfish instinct to think that you’re the only one who can call him ‘Oppa,’ isn’t it?”

“…Selfish, you say?”

“Well, of course it is selfish. If it were when Jisoo was a goddess, that might have been a different story…”

“…”

“In the first place, I’m the one who first called him ‘Oppa’ in this world.”

Clang!

Jisoo slammed her empty cup down fiercely, glaring at Eileen with fiery eyes.

But Eileen merely placed a finger over her lips with a smile.

“You know Oppa is sleeping downstairs, so don’t forget to keep it down.”

“Eileen Teddy Bear… don’t be too brash.”

“Ah, this is Jisoo’s true nature, huh? Or maybe other girls have already experienced it?”

Eileen was well aware of everything that Jisoo had gone through.

Originally, she was just an ordinary younger sister living with her brother, but for his sake, she accepted the life of a Hero.

Though she had lived as a younger sister for 20 years, she had lived as a Hero for 70 years, naturally leaning more towards that ‘Hero’ mindset.

Still, what kept Jisoo as the ‘younger sister’ that Namgoong Min remembered was probably because she depended entirely on that identity.

Thus, she wouldn’t even tolerate others calling Namgoong Min ‘Oppa.’

Eileen could only endure because she was Namgoong Min’s lifesaver.

“Jisoo.”

“…What is it?”

Namgoong Jisoo’s eyes were cold.

To Eileen, that felt more familiar.

When she was in front of Namgoong Min, Namgoong Jisoo was an active, lively, and adorable younger sister.

But when he wasn’t around, she instantly transformed into a warrior, cold as ice.

‘Eileen, don’t provoke her too much…’

‘Don’t worry, Sister.’

In truth, predicting Namgoong Jisoo’s thoughts with average standards was a dangerous gamble.

While clinging solely to her identity as a younger sister, she devoted nearly a century of her life for her brother, how would Namgoong Min appear in her eyes?

Maybe…

“Do you love Oppa?”

“──────.”

Just like Eileen and the Saintess, she regarded Namgoong Min as a god, loving him simultaneously as a being of the opposite sex.

However, for Jisoo, that was almost a taboo.

The love between a younger sister and her older brother was naturally forbidden.

As she watched Jisoo’s reaction, she was curious about what it might be, but…

“…You.”

“…”

Crack.

Crack.

“You’re saying something interesting.”

Crack!

Just by sitting there, the energy radiating from her distorted the surroundings.

Tables warped, chairs collapsed, and the coffee cup cracked.

The phenomenon created solely from a shift in emotions had even the Saintess within Eileen recoiling in shock.

She urgently tried to manifest <Holy Radiance>, but…

“Stop it, Sister.”

“Eileen…!? Are you insane? If you fight her, you’ll definitely die! You must escape somehow!”

‘She’s Oppa’s younger sister. There’s no reason to fight in the first place.’

“Eileen…!!”

Eileen and the Saintess were strong.

Though various special jobs in the same year might overshadow their brilliance, they were undoubtedly unrealistic powerhouses.

Nevertheless, the image of defeating the warrior right in front of them didn’t register.

That was probably true for the other girls as well.

Namgoong Jisoo, having fought as a <Hero> for over 70 years, could easily be considered the strongest being in the world without exaggeration.

Yet, unlike the Saintess, Eileen didn’t falter.

She simply wiped away the pretty smile that was borrowed from someone.

“What’s your intent?”

“I understand. I sympathize with you, I do.”

“…What?”

“I’m saying I support Jisoo’s love.”

Initially, the response Eileen desired had already been achieved.

When she had spoken about love toward Namgoong Min, Jisoo’s reaction hadn’t been surprise but rather one akin to a hidden truth being unveiled.

In truth, this was a fact one couldn’t not realize if they were watching from the sidelines. Yet because they were portrayed as friendly siblings due to being brother and sister, it had merely disguised the reality.

Jisoo’s acting was perfect, but only Eileen noticed that forbidden emotion.

Because she had <Eye for Reading Hearts>.

“You hope to support my love? Ha ha.”

But Jisoo laughed as if it were utterly ridiculous.

“Do you think someone like you could understand my feelings?”

In that instant.

Eileen realized that Jisoo had still been acting all this time.

The eyes she showed right now were…

“…”

…So dark and murky that they could stain everything around them.

From those sunken eyes, devoid of any light, seemed to flow endless shadows.

Like mist rising all around, it eventually tightened around Eileen’s throat.

Decades of dark feelings accumulated without end.

Could that be simply referred to as love?

Namgoong Jisoo’s true feelings had indeed reached the realm of the forbidden.

“Do you love Oppa? Right, I do love him. As family. As a being of the opposite sex. And as one human being to another.”

“…Ugh.”

“But that’s ultimately a matter between him and me. Whether he rejects me or accepts me… that should only stay between him and me.”

A refusal to even accept the idea of receiving encouragement for her love, her obsession further insisted that those feelings be shared solely with Namgoong Min.

Whether others were intervening with good intentions or not was irrelevant to Jisoo.

Her love was so bottled up that it couldn’t even permit others’ influences.

Now she finally understood why Jisoo reacted so vehemently.

It wasn’t a problem for her forbidden love to be discovered, but the issue arose from others trying to meddle in that love.

Even within those distorted and twisted feelings.

Eileen somehow maintained her smile.

“So, what I’m saying is…”

“What?”

“I hope Jisoo’s love comes true.”

“Nonsense.”

“Isn’t love that’s destined to flourish, even with someone else’s help, far more beautiful? If he rejects you, do you plan to live out your life merely watching other girls take your place beside him?”

“…”

“Family is the closest relationship, yet simultaneously the farthest away.”

The fixation and suspicion etched in Jisoo’s eyes showed no signs of diminishing.

She still refused Eileen’s interference completely.

“In that case, just listen once.”

“…Why?”

“Don’t you think, after that, you can dismiss me?”

In matters of love.

And.

To achieve a forbidden love.

Eileen smiled.