I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 26

A week passed as swiftly as the previous three days did.

The events that occurred during this time weren’t quite so simple.

“The Saint and Eileen… it should work out well.”

Truthfully, Eileen’s issues would ultimately resolve themselves even without my intervention.

According to Charles Teddy Bear’s epilogue after the ending, Eileen Teddy Bear awakens as a saint after enduring a long period of suffering.

However, that means Eileen, who suffers until the ending, is still Eileen.

“The Saint is the problem.”

If I don’t intervene this time, the <Saint> will disappear from the Romance Academy.

In the game, there’s a nun named Ruina who realizes Eileen is the saint and runs away. The player must then persuade the Saint to chase after her to kidnap her.

In other words, the player served as a safeguard to prevent the Saint from going off the rails.

“This time, it got tangled up and went as far as kidnapping and interrogating.”

Fortunately, I was able to step in midway and ‘persuade’ the Saint well.

Once the Saint goes off the rails, they might continue down a path of violence and murder, ultimately dropping out of the academy.

After that, they vanish without a trace, and Eileen takes their place.

So, in the end, everything got resolved, but…

“Ugh….”

I still feel deeply entangled in the past.

How could I see my mother overlapping with someone else’s face, height, personality, and voice?

Because of that, my mind seems to have been slightly derailed. I’ve overused <Observation>, and my right eye still throbs.

“….”

Lying quietly in bed, alone, I tried to sort out my thoughts.

A multitude of questions arose and vanished.

What happened in that reality? How did Jisoo manage to put me into the game? Was it truly Jisoo who sent me here…?

Such worries keep bubbling to the surface.

“Ah, I don’t know.”

But those thoughts are ultimately meaningless right now. Tomorrow is already overwhelming; I need to take it easy.

I just finished the entrance ceremony and wrapped up an event; how can I be this worn out?

The real days of the Romance Academy will soon begin. Plus, I’ve ended up in the Special Class, so things are likely to be even tougher.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled my resolve. I can think about those worries after we reach the ending.

“…and one thing is for sure.”

[PS. Do your best!]

The last words shining in one corner of my vision—my subconscious is unlikely to forget that phrase Jisoo used to say like a catchphrase.

Whatever it is, it’s definitely tied to him, so I’m sure I can shake something out of it after I return.

I got out of bed, checked my outfit, and left the base.

With a heart full of determination, I stepped forward vigorously!

“But why is the meeting point a mountain?”

I’ve never seen a start like this.

Why does it feel so… ominous?

*

“Welcome, Special Class students.”

There stood an old man with long white hair tied into a ponytail, one eye covered with an eye patch, and a body covered in scars.

He wore ordinary clothes lacking authority, but the massive sword at his waist swung threateningly.

He wore a rough smile as he overlooked the students from atop a rock.

…Wait, why is that guy here?

Isn’t he supposed to be in charge of outdoor classes or <Swordsman> training?

No way?

“One, two, three, four… eight! Everyone is here.”

Feeling uneasy, I watched the old swordsman when Liu approached me before Rain could.

Then she turned around and made some kind of gesture to Rain. What is she doing?

“Hey, it’s been a while? Sidekick.”

“…Mr. Liu, I haven’t given you an answer yet.”

“Shush. You’re going to accept it anyway. By the way, you still haven’t told me your secret, you know?”

“Of course. I was planning to tell you after school today.”

Even after three days, Liu Yan still had that arrogant demeanor. It seems she’s been sleeping well since the dark circles under her eyes have disappeared.

While I casually replied to the oddly lively Liu Yan, I sneaked a glance at the old swordsman.

“My name is Scarlet Redfield. Just an average swordsman.”

No way, even the strongest character in this world would say that…

“Hey, sidekick. Be careful of that old man.”

“I mean, that’s Scarlet Redfield.”

Scarlet Redfield. The old swordsman whom Jisoo always sang praises about as the strongest character in the world.

In short, that old man is the strongest in the world. Period.

“This Special Class has gathered some excellent talents.”

Ignoring the small talk between Liu and me, Redfield surveyed the Special Class students, each showcasing their unique personalities.

“There are even two royals from that country.”

“……….”

“It’s an honor to be acknowledged by you, Mr. Redfield.”

Standing properly were Kim Sung-il and Kim Eun-ha. Since Crown Prince Kim Sung-il is future Emperor, it seemed Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha was responding to him.

Anyway, no one was surprised by how a man could rival even the Emperor, given that he was a royal himself.

You could just understand the old man’s stature from that alone.

“And over there are the siblings from a family in the distant land.”

“I am Lucas Arthur. It is an honor to meet the great hero of Africa!”

“I am Rain Arthur. Likewise.”

“Haha, it’s nice the old man is doing well.”

The Arthur siblings stood straight, slightly apart from the royals.

Especially Lucas Arthur, as a meritocratic individual, seemed genuinely moved to see Scarlet Redfield, one of the strongest individuals.

…But why do they both keep staring at us? Rain, you’re practically boring a hole into me and Liu!

“And the Saint is also here.”

“May the Lord’s grace be with you.”

“That’s nice. I’ve been revived by that so-called grace more than I can count.”

The Saint stood calmly in the center of the meeting place, smiling.

Fortunately, he didn’t look this way… but I can still sense he’s strangely preoccupied with this side.

Considering something happened a few days ago, I can understand, but I really hope he doesn’t say anything odd.

“A Hero, huh. Now that’s an interesting one.”

“………….”

“Being taciturn is a good thing.”

<Hero> Abel Legion is leaning against a tree, completely indifferent to Redfield’s words.

At that moment, the royal siblings and the Arthur siblings’ gazes turned toward the hero, who simply closed his eyes, ignoring their stares.

Redfield didn’t seem to mind and moved on, but this hero is quite the character.

“Ah, the Rich Tycoon.”

“I’m Liu Yan.”

“Sorry about the casino incident last time. Haha!”

…Casino?

Glancing at Liu, she looked rather irritated but still maintained her composure.

No way, did he fool Liu at the casino?

The greatest in the world wouldn’t engage in gambling to earn money, right? That can’t be it, right?

Since he merely acted as a training NPC in the game, I wasn’t fully aware of the background or details here, which made me uneasy.

“Lastly… the Fortuneteller.”

“Yes, I am Namgoong Min.”

“I know you well. Personally, your entrance ceremony left a strong impression on me.”

“That’s too much flattery.”

Um… I may have gone a bit wild in the maze.

Still, it likely wasn’t such a big deal. The maze had been held every year, so there must have been several students trying to incite incidents like mine.

Since it technically resulted in a failure to escape, it seems I did catch the instructors’ eyes, so that’s a relief.

“Well, everyone’s gathered, so let’s get straight to the point.”

Redfield, having examined the Special Class students again, began to speak.

“To put it simply, the academy’s regular classes aren’t necessary for you all.”

“……….”

“………….”

“……….”

…Wasn’t this supposed to be a place for learning?

I thought even the Special Class would still have regular lessons, right?

“Ah, that doesn’t mean there’s nothing to learn. It’s just that your jobs are the issue.”

“…Ah.”

Our jobs.

I can roughly guess what he’s implying.

“The academy’s lessons are tailored to the various jobs of the students. Like <Swordsman> learning from <Swordsman>, or <Fighter> learning from <Fighter>. Since there are many students in those jobs, instructors from those professions teach them.”

But that’s not the case for the Special Class.

This truly is a gathering of ‘special’ jobs.

“However, jobs like <Royalty> and <Saint> are different. There may be others with the same job, but the academy cannot systematically teach those skills. Let alone uniquely existing jobs like <Psychic>, <Warlock>, <Rich Tycoon>, and <Hero>.”

That was true.

The Romance Academy is not a place to impart new knowledge like high schools or universities.

More accurately, it’s a vocational academy—a space to flourish the jobs each individual possesses.

In this regard, I can understand that special jobs, which are either one-of-a-kind or extremely rare, lack dedicated education.

“Um, Mr. Redfield?”

“A question? Ask away.”

“As far as I’m aware, <Fortuneteller> is quite common.”

But I’m different from them.

<Fortunetellers> aren’t special jobs; they’re just commonly found like <Swordsman>.

So why am I here?

“That’s true. You are the first <Fortuneteller> to ever enroll in Romance Academy, but I’ve heard that when the academy was founded, a specialized curriculum for <Fortunetellers> was created for contingencies.”

“Then why am I…?”

“But you, unlike regular <Fortunetellers>, are different.”

Different? While I may despise Fortunetellers, we ultimately hold the same job, right?

…Liu? Rain? Lucas? The Saint? Crown Princess?

Why are you all nodding?

“Typically, the accuracy of regular <Fortunetellers> averages around 20% in extremely limited situations, but you showcase a 100% accuracy rate based on what you’ve demonstrated so far.”

“……….”

“Initially, many instructors opposed giving a special exam for someone who’s not even a special job, but the principal pushed for it. That judgment turned out to be spot on.”

The principal… actively recommended me?

The principal I know is an extreme elitist.

Why does it feel like there’s an inordinate number of complications here?

“Let me just put it bluntly.”

“Please do.”

“If you’re not in the Special Class, you’d be slicing all the other students apart.”

“Pardon?”

“What do you think the criteria for evaluating the academy is? Besides grades, it’s 1st place on how well you utilize your job. And in my view, there isn’t a single new student using their job better than you.”

Rain, don’t nod. Lucas, don’t smile like you’re acknowledging it…

And Liu, don’t look so proud; I haven’t made a decision yet…

It’s just a matter of throwing out a random dot and playing with original knowledge, and it turns out like this.

“Well, if you put it like that, it seems you’re the most crucial one in this class.”

“…What?”

“Alright, since the discussion is wrapping up, let’s explain the class activities.”

Hum…

When Redfield kicked a rock beneath his feet, a hologram appeared beside him. So it was a mechanical device.

The landscape at the foot of the mountain we stood on was illuminated in a 3D holographic map.

“Earlier, I mentioned we can’t tailor the lessons to your jobs, but Romance Academy has created several special classes over the years and successfully graduated them. Meanwhile, we learned one key lesson.”

Clang.

Pointing to the mountainside with a nearby twig, Redfield grinned.

“Special jobs grow when they’re used in practical situations.”

…?

What?

“Thus, the first class is a hands-on one. The class activity is climbing this mountain! There are artificially created monsters, various traps, and magical barriers laid upon it.”

Wait a minute.

“Whoever reaches this target point first wins the class! If you can’t find it, class continues until midnight!”

What is this? Sparta?

This sort of thing doesn’t occur in games!

“I’d like to give you a piece of advice: no matter how strong you fight, if you can’t find your way, it’ll all be for nothing! Hahaha!”

Thud.

With that, Redfield immediately vanished into the forest.

Is this how the strongest character in the world operates? I didn’t even catch how he disappeared… rather…

Climbing a mountain? Magical barriers? Monsters? Traps?

This is way out of left field!

“Finding my way…?”

“With traps, monsters, and barriers, then…”

“…is it sort of a maze?”

Liu looked at me.

Lucas turned his head toward me, looking somewhat resigned.

Rain hesitatedly approached me.

Crown Princess Kim Eun-ha smiled softly, gazing my way.

The Saint, watching all of this, seemed to trust that they were the first to run away.

“…Excuse me?”

Why is everyone staring at me like that?