I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 35

Honestly, I expected the Academy to take some action against me.

After all, I was the first to escape the entrance ceremony maze since the school’s establishment, and I had burst through the classes arranged by the Academy with a single roll of the dice.

As long as I’m around, any maze or destination-finding test would be impossible. If I rallied the students like I did during the entrance ceremony, individual assessments wouldn’t be possible.

So, while it feels quite unfair to impose restrictions on me, I can understand it.

However…

‘Understanding and accepting are two different things.’

Understanding is one matter, but accepting it is another story.

To put it bluntly, it’s like telling a student using a particular art technique, “You’re too good at it, so don’t use that anymore.”

I glanced around the conference hall, taking in all the instructors present at the Romance Academy.

A circular table with holes in it was layered several times, and in the center, I stood on a podium.

Facing me sat the stern Vice Principal.

Feeling the multitude of piercing gazes from all around, I spoke up.

“First, I would like to ask: what is the extent of the restrictions regarding my divinations?”

“All of it.”

“…Are you saying all my divinations at the Romance Academy?”

“That’s correct.”

…This is quite intense. Did all these prideful Academy instructors really agree on such restrictions?

More importantly, did they really think I would just accept this penalty?

“Vice Principal, the penalty imposed on me is unfair.”

“Unfair, you say?”

“Yes. The Romance Academy is a place for students to fully utilize their jobs. In that regard, restricting my identity as a <Fortuneteller> is excessive.”

“Hmm.”

Naturally, I had to express my dissatisfaction.

And honestly, if my actions were to limit the exams due to me, shouldn’t the Academy find a way around it? Why resolve it by limiting my abilities?

Many instructors present nodded in agreement, as if they felt the same way.

This isn’t a corporation or military; it’s a school.

Why would a school limit a student’s abilities?

Having gained momentum, I had no intention of stopping.

“Vice Principal, and all the instructors present, as you know, I possess a non-combat job. Being a <Fortuneteller> means I solely engage in divination, so if divination is taken away from me, what remains?”

“…That’s not an incorrect statement.”

“Honestly, it feels quite excessive.”

“We are an educational institution that cultivates students, not a place that suppresses their abilities.”

Some instructors began to echo my sentiments. Though it’s a minority, their voices resonated throughout the conference hall.

Since I noticed some opposing opinions, it seemed like the Vice Principal was acting unilaterally, making it somewhat difficult to understand.

‘Why are they so adamantly trying to restrict all my divinations?’

In reality, if the Romance Academy is wary of my divinations, many alternative solutions exist.

They could simply exclude me from tests like mazes or finding destinations and still score the highest points. Or, they could have me report and obtain permission every time I do divination, or even limit the number of divinations from the start.

Yet, to restrict the entirety of my divination seems overly excessive. The Academy cannot possibly be unaware of this.

As I pondered the Academy’s intentions, the Vice Principal looked at me.

“Namgoong Min, let me ask you this in return.”

“Please go ahead.”

“Why are you attending this Academy?”

“……?”

What kind of question is that? Why would you ask a student why they’re attending school?

Stunned into silence, the Vice Principal continued.

“As you mentioned, the Romance Academy serves to train students who possess jobs to develop and enhance their capabilities.”

“Indeed.”

“But you have nothing more to learn, do you?”

“………Ah.”

Now I finally understood what he was getting at.

I had been thinking of myself as just a ‘student’—a basic setting for a player attending the Romance Academy, learning, interacting, and reaching an ending.

But how does the Academy see me?

‘<Fortunetellers> are naturally supposed to learn and grow through divination, yet I have never made a mistake in my predictions so far.’

In fact, whether it’s divination or not, from an outsider’s perspective, I boast a 100% success rate in my predictions.

Thus, there’s no need for me to continue attending the Romance Academy. There’s nothing left for me to learn or improve.

The Vice Principal was highlighting that point.

“As the first <Fortuneteller> at the Romance Academy, we had the desire to educate and guide you. Perhaps by inviting other fortunetellers from outside, or similar approaches.”

“……….”

“However, you are more remarkable than any other fortuneteller I know. Frankly speaking… I’d prefer to hire you as an instructor for <Fortunetellers>.”

The Vice Principal’s candid remark stilled the murmurs among the instructors.

Those who had been harboring discontent over this penalty likely came to terms with the Vice Principal’s explanation.

Suddenly, Instructor Redfield’s words came to mind.

“In my view, there’s no one among the new students using their jobs as effectively as you.”

Those words were spot on, and the Academy seems to be evaluating me beyond that.

The gap appeared because I thought I hadn’t been utilizing my divination.

Sensing that the Vice Principal was waiting for a response, I was torn about how to respond.

‘How should I put this?’

First and foremost, I needed to reject the penalty outright. Because I still needed to intervene in the characters’ lives with the probability of ‘divination.’

If my divination were limited now, it would hinder my chances of getting closer to Liu or the Crown Princess, all of whom befriended me based on my status as a ‘powerful fortuneteller.’

In that case, should I ask for the restrictions to be relaxed?

‘…That’s just a temporary fix. If my predictions keep hitting, it’ll lead to the same problem again.’

Plus, I was in a position where I had to keep making successful predictions in important situations.

So then…

“…It can’t be helped. I’ll be honest with you.”

“Namgoong Min?”

If I couldn’t find a solution to this problem.

Then I would disrupt the issue at its core.

“My predictions aren’t always at 100% accuracy. There are conditions.”

“Conditions, you say?”

Ultimately, the reason the Academy was trying to impose penalties on my predictions stemmed from their assumption that I would hit 100% every time.

If I shattered that premise, then naturally, the issue would be resolved.

Of course, I had to use lies and deceit to achieve this.

“Every time my prediction fails, my accuracy for the next one increases by 1%.”

“Uh-huh…?”

“That’s why I continually observe minor predictions in my mind. By failing those, I boost my chances for significant predictions when it matters.”

It’s a lie.

“Is that really a thing? I haven’t encountered such traits among any <Fortunetellers> I know.”

“I don’t know the reason. It’s just a trait I’ve had since birth.”

“Hmm…….”

This was, obviously, a fabrication.

In its original form, this didn’t hold up, lacking any evidence or logic to support it—a totally one-sided explanation.

Yet, there were valid reasons for my words to be accepted.

“Is that… true?”

“Is anyone knowledgeable about <Fortunetellers>?”

“There are many, but it’s such an unconventional job…”

First of all, divination itself is inherently illogical.

Unlike cases where there’s a clear basis or rationale, divination is simply something that the fortuneteller spews out, which the listeners must take as ‘fate’ or ‘the will of the gods.’

The very existence of divination strays from logic and reason, so even the most bizarre explanations carry a minimum of persuasion.

And what’s more.

“…Doesn’t that make more sense?”

“Excuse me?”

“Isn’t that the case? Until now, the notion that I could predict anything with 100% accuracy seems entirely insane.”

“Hmm, if there are such restrictions, it’s not hard to understand.”

Right now, my predictions sounded so unrealistic; my explanation began to sound more plausible.

Logically, it’s like giving someone a billion for free. Initially, everyone would be suspicious, but if you say they had to balance on their head for 24 hours before claiming it, some might let go of their doubts.

Unrealistic outcomes require a corresponding cost—that’s common sense.

‘Time for another sigh at this moment.’

And I intentionally feigned resignation. I hung my head low, sighed, acted as if I were deep in thought, and quivered my voice.

With such a reasonable condition, my demeanor would be more than enough to convey that it was not just a lie but a truth.

“Hmm, Namgoong Min. Why did you keep that hidden?”

“…Coming to the Romance Academy has been my long-held dream. Given that I am a <Fortuneteller> with no prior precedent for enrollment, I feared the revelation of such conditions would make it difficult to get accepted… I’m sorry.”

“Ah…….”

By subtly stimulating the instructors’ pride in the Academy, combined with the naivety and clumsiness of just becoming an adult.

It didn’t take long for the Vice Principal and the instructors to turn their gazes somewhat favorably towards me.

“That’s alright. It’s only logical that the Academy asks students to fully disclose their job and skills for an effective education. You have ample qualifications to enroll in the Academy.”

“So what should we do about the restrictions on my divinations…? Shall we cancel them?”

“But in the end, isn’t it the same that Namgoong Min can overcome all tests through divination?”

“Given those abilities, it wouldn’t be hard to consider alternatives…”

Gradually, the conference hall began to stir. The debate shifted to whether or not to adjust the penalties as my abilities had shifted from being unrealistically powerful to a ‘controllable’ level.

Among instructors who had already held grievances against the penalty, those who still viewed me as a threat in the tests, and those insisting on equal penalties.

Voices clashed and escalated, as even the Vice Principal seated in a high position became engrossed in thought at that moment.

This was the moment I had been patiently waiting for.

“Vice Principal, I know this might be a strange thing to say, but… I have a thought.”

“Hm? Everyone quiet down for a moment. You have an idea, Namgoong Min?”

“Yes.”

I had resolved the pre-existing issue. While the Academy had initially aimed to impose penalties on me, that was no longer the case.

Now, it was time for me to steer things the way I wanted.

“The core issue is my predictions’ accuracy, right?”

“Exactly. Even if you happen to have those traits, once your accuracy hits 100% before you take the tests, then that’s the problem.”

“Then shouldn’t we prevent the buildup of my accuracy beforehand?”

“Hm? But earlier, you mentioned predicting effectively in your mind. We can’t know your innermost thoughts.”

No, what I wanted to say was slightly different.

The plan had deviated a bit, but regardless, the intention behind showcasing my capabilities during the entrance ceremony was clear: to secure my name, to facilitate smoother interactions with characters, and to find ways to earn money.

“I’m going to open a Fortune Teller’s Shop.”

“A fortune teller’s shop?”

“Yes. If I read divinations for other students there, I’ll find it hard to build my accuracy in advance, right?”

“Hmm.”

Opening my own small fortune teller’s shop.

That was my true goal.

“A fortune teller’s shop sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

“If you read for other students there, it would be impossible to build up your accuracy in advance.”

“Even so, someone could stack up their predictions right before the tests.”

“You could just conduct surprise tests or have an instructor do a prediction just before the actual test, and that would suffice.”

“While there are some escape routes, it still seems like a reasonably practical option to constrain Namgoong Min’s predictions.”

“Not to mention, if you approve the fortune teller’s shop, the Academy wouldn’t acquire the disgrace of having restricted a student’s abilities. That wouldn’t bode well for the precedent, either.”

Favorable voices drummed up from various corners.

While this isn’t a perfect solution, and as long as my predictions aren’t unconditionally restricted, it’s seen as a good compromise to reign in my abilities as well as maintain the Academy’s reputation.

Ultimately, the Academy doesn’t wish to fully control my predictions but aims for moderation. They took drastic measures because they were likely unable to manage it suitably.

As the Vice Principal, engrossed in hearing various opinions from the instructors, opened his eyes and made a decision.

“Alright. We will accept Namgoong’s suggestion.”

“Thank you, Vice Principal.”

“No, I should say thank you, and I apologize. However, I’ll add a few conditions.”

“Conditions… you say?”

“Yes, first—”

*

Stomp.

As I left the conference hall, I wandered aimlessly around the Academy.

Though I managed to resolve things well, I had a bit of a headache over the conditions the Vice Principal laid out.

“Sigh, what am I supposed to do? I don’t know many people…”

At most, I’ve got Liu, Rain, Lucas, the Saint, the Crown Prince, and the Crown Princess. If I stretch it, maybe Sasaki Ito?

With fewer than ten people, there’s no way I could meet the Vice Principal’s conditions.

But I couldn’t just give up, so I began to ponder—

“I found them, all.”

“………Hm?”

While I was walking, a voice from behind caught my attention.

The first thought that crossed my mind was that she was a beauty.

Being in the Academy, she was likely a fellow student, adorned in a flowy outfit, her beautiful face glistening with sweat, showcasing her curves in just the right spots, with long golden hair cascading down.

My ability to express myself is lacking, so it’s hard to describe, but despite that, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

Hmm, but—

‘Who… are you?’

Having such a student around is eye candy, but did she really just say she found me?

But who is she? I don’t recall seeing the likes of her in the game?

“I’ve been looking for you. Ever since coming to the Academy… only for you.”

“Uh, excuse me? Did you mistake me for someone else…?”

“No! It’s you—just like you were in my dream that time.”

Looking for me? A dream?

An impolite thought crossed my mind—could she be somewhat unwell?

Just as I was thinking, the mysterious girl suddenly threw her arms around me—wait, I’m feeling the soft part of her!

“I finally found you… Namgoong Min.”

“Uh, um, uh. Hey!?”

In a situation that defied all logic and filled with softness, my thoughts came to a standstill.

“Hey! Fortuneteller punk! I heard you were getting penalties from the Academy! As if this rich tycoon would… help… you…”

“Li, Liu?”

“……….”

Liu, who had been smiling while rushing over from the opposite direction, suddenly wore a frown.

The teddy bear charm hanging around the mysterious girl’s neck sparkled.