I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 37

With great power comes great responsibility, they say.

I came across this phrase in a comic long ago, but it left quite an impression on me.

At the time, I thought it was merely a touching quote, nothing more.

Thud.

“Explain yourself, Namgoong Min.”

“………”

Eileen, who was hugging me, and Liu Yan, glaring at her.

A student newspaper with that picture slapped right on the front page was thrown onto the table.

I had gained immense power through Eileen and Liu, and now I had to bear the responsibility that came with it…

‘Damn it.’

I really should have dealt with that photo back then.

The piercing gaze of Charles Teddy Bear, who sat across from me, felt like it was about to pierce right through me…!

“I can explain everything, Instructor.”

“Oh really? Then let’s take a look at the title.”

…Title?

Let’s see, [A Love Battle in Broad Daylight at the Academy… Who Did the Fortuneteller Choose?]

‘What the hell, who wrote this crap?’

Which idiot came up with such a ridiculous article?

Just wait till I find out.

“This title is something you can explain too… right?”

Gah!

What is this? A pressure is leaking out around the Teddy Bear instructor? I can actually see it?!

Is that what they call “ki”? I thought this was a modern fantasy game, not a martial arts one!

Anyway, I’m truly innocent, so there’s really no need to… worry.

“I can explain everything, so please calm down for now.”

“………Huff.”

The energy that had been swirling around Charles Teddy Bear dissipated completely.

With a heavy sigh, Charles took a sip of his tea after my resolute answer.

“For now, this newspaper isn’t going out.”

“Are you stopping it?”

“Publishing a newspaper without permission from the school is against the rules. The newspaper club quickly gave up.”

Okay, newspaper club.

I’ll remember you guys.

“I’ve heard from the Saint.”

“…Is it about Eileen?”

“Yes… Ha ha, I never imagined it would be for such a reason…”

How could I have known that the pain he inflicted on his daughter since childhood wasn’t due to illness but because of her “Saint” job?

His sighs carried all the regrets and lamentations of his struggles until now.

“At first, I resented the Saint a lot, but after hearing him, I understood.”

“St. <Is it better not to reveal?>.”

“Of course. Unless my daughter wants to directly, I don’t want to send her into the church’s schemes.”

What Charles Teddy Bear wants is simply for Eileen Teddy Bear to live freely and happily.

It has been half his life dedicated to that, and every day he has run only towards that goal.

He wore a complicated yet relieved expression.

“The Saint said that Eileen must find her own ‘God.'”

“…God.”

“They say it’s a chronic issue for those with the title of Saint and Saintess. One must seek their own God and depend on that existence to alleviate their suffering and live on their own…”

This is… something I didn’t even know.

Every time Eileen was involved with the Saint, I knew she was a Saintess, but I didn’t understand why it caused her suffering or how it would be resolved since that was all outside the game.

‘Find a God and depend on it.’

Could it be that Saints are also fanatics seeking only their Gods?

Saints like Saints or Saintesses fundamentally need the existence of ‘God’ to define their roles, so they may need to seek God.

This might be Eileen’s ‘Character Event.’

‘Of course, I must take responsibility.’

I’m not just here to watch the ending; I’ve resolved to see a perfect ending.

Resolving all character events and ensuring that no one ends up with an unhappy conclusion, but rather a happy ending.

Eileen must find her own God to regain her health and completeness, so it makes sense to help with that.

“I will help too.”

“…You are only incurring debts with me. Just like that situation before… And I heard that you convinced the Saint.”

Ah, did the Saint say that?

If we’re being honest, it really was persuading him. The Saint originally wanted to reveal that Eileen was a Saintess, so I feel like I just got lucky.

“Eileen really likes you.”

“…That picture, I can explain.”

“No, no. I lost my reason at that moment, but… that’s my daughter’s choice.”

“Choice?”

“Haha! No, she’ll explain herself. Apparently, she really feels grateful toward you.”

Grateful, huh?

But I never even talked to Eileen while she lay in bed.

I did go into her room, but I only saw her sleeping; I didn’t have much of an acquaintance…

Oh wait.

“Charles, by the way, what’s going on with Eileen’s physique…?”

“Physique? Ah, she’s grown up a bit.”

“Not just a bit.”

The Eileen I remember was a small girl comparable to Liu, in both height and other aspects.

Now she had turned into a glamorous beauty. Personal preference aside, that was some weird growth!

“I don’t know. The Saint mentioned that she would reach her ‘optimal state.'”

“‘Optimal state’?”

“What did he say? She becomes a form that fits her own God. The Saint was pleased that Eileen had changed so much, hinting that her God couldn’t be far off.”

Optimal state. So, her appearance is to the liking of her God?

Isn’t this totally perverted? Creating Eileen into such a beauty? I’ll have to thank him when I meet him later.

“How did the Academy admission go?”

“…It was my insistence. Thankfully, the Saint and the Vice Principal cooperated, allowing things to proceed well.”

“The <Saintess> must be hidden, so what did she disguise herself as?”

“<Fighter>. I don’t know if it’s because she inherited my traits, but she’s quite proficient in combat. She wields her mace splendidly.”

Ah, right. That mace was indeed splendid.

But why a mace? There are so many better weapons, aren’t there?

… Well, just like the Saint probably wiped the floor with most Fighters, it’s likely that a Saintess would crush any ordinary Fighter, so disguising her role shouldn’t be that difficult.

In the end, it feels like everything is resolved well.

“…However, there’s one concern.”

“A concern?”

“Yes. It seems… Eileen has changed a little.”

“Changed?”

“Eileen used to really like the Saint. Even when she first met him for a check-up, I’ve heard that every time he healed her without me knowing, they spoke quite a bit.”

“But not anymore?”

“No. She glares at the Saint with all sorts of fierce looks. It seems like she has a straightforward aversion.”

Aversion?

Could there have been a reason for Eileen to hate the Saint? From what Charles said, it seems like there isn’t one.

Honestly, both the Saint and Eileen are characters I hardly know from the game, so I have no idea.

“Could it just be a personal liking or disliking?”

“It could be viewed that way, but her personality seems to have changed a bit too.”

She now calls others non-believers, has become somewhat toxic and lively, and despite not believing in any God, prays towards something every day.

Charles Teddy Bear’s comments on Eileen’s changes… were definitely things that felt uneasy to just brush off.

“Could it be because of the <Saintess>?”

“I asked the Saint about it, and he said that he hadn’t experienced anything like it. Moreover, what’s even stranger is…”

“…?”

“There are times, albeit rare, when my daughter’s personality becomes quiet.”

If we’re being precise, it doesn’t even sum up to thirty minutes in a day, but Eileen, who usually cheerfully moves around, suddenly becomes passive and quiet.

It’s strange, but isn’t it normal for even the loudest person to suddenly quiet down at times? Given that, it may not be worth worrying too much about.

“During those times, she doesn’t call anyone a non-believer either. It’s quite peculiar.”

“…If I may say so.”

“I get what you want to say. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were some curse or possession, but even if her personality changes, her memories remain intact.”

“Really?”

“Above all else… I can confirm. Eileen is my lovely daughter.”

If that’s the case, then it’s a relief.

Some character events mention families cursed with losing their original personalities and having someone else’s personality to take over.

In those moments, it’s described how the other family members feel discomfort, so if Charles Teddy Bear is this confident, then there’s likely no problem.

“After hearing it all, it does seem strange. I’ll be meeting Eileen again tomorrow, so I might as well talk it over a bit.”

“Tomorrow? Ah, speaking of which, I heard you asked Eileen for something.”

“Yes. You must be aware that I’ve received a penalty from the Academy, right, Charles?”

“…I heard about that.”

Even though most of the instructors were gathered in the meeting room at that time, I recall Charles Teddy Bear was absent.

Perhaps he took leave to care for her at home due to Eileen.

I conveyed to Charles Teddy Bear the characteristics (?) of my fortune and the decision to open the Fortune Teller’s Shop instead of accepting the penalty, which he hadn’t heard in detail, making his face tense.

“──And that’s how it is.”

“I see. I was thinking of lodging a formal complaint against the Academy immediately, but since you resolved it wisely, you’re quite the impressive fortuneteller.”

“You’re too kind.”

“Hmm, but what’s the relationship between the Fortune Teller’s Shop and Eileen?”

“She’s helping with advertising.”

“Eh?”

If I were simply running a Fortune Teller’s Shop, there’d be no need for help from Liu or Eileen.

But there were a few conditions the Vice Principal mentioned.

“I heard Eileen has a lot of friends.”

“Ah, um, yes. I think it’s a good thing that they all get along well.”

“They’re her friends after all; shouldn’t you make good use of them?”

“……?”

*

“…Is this the place?”

The freshman in the <Fighter> class, Mandrick, mumbled.

A small building located in the secluded area of Romance Academy.

At first glance, it looked like just another building left to manage, but… it seemed he had come to the right place as he saw a sign deep inside the first floor of the building.

“[My Little Fortune Teller’s Shop], it’s right here. This is definitely the place Eileen mentioned.”

Glup.

Standing in front of the rather grand-looking wooden door, Mandrick swallowed hard and took a deep breath as he grasped the doorknob.

Eileen Teddy Bear, who always called him a non-believer, was actually quite kind and thoughtful, and above all, she was incredibly beautiful and well-endowed, so it was only natural for her to be the center of the class.

Despite what she said, the Fighters had simpler mindsets than others.

Anyway, this was surely the fortune teller she strongly recommended with a physicality as lethal as her skills.

She must have come to help solve his worries──

Screeeech.

A sound that seemed as old as the elegant door echoed through the building.

“──Ah.”

The first impression he felt was that it was dark.

This was clearly a modern-style building, yet the moment he stepped through the door, it felt like he had entered a whole different world.

Clearly visible at the front was a lavish-looking red table.

On the way to it were various cards, bottles filled with unknown liquids, strange paintings, and sculptures of questionable origin.

Insufficient candles flickered to illuminate the room, creating little pockets of light and dark throughout.

And beyond that.

Only now did he notice the person sitting at the red table.

“Welcome.”

Wearing clean white gloves, a red shirt, and black suit, the figure before him.

He wore a slightly worn necklace, and with practiced ease, he began to shuffle and organize the various tarot cards laid out on the table.

With a confident smile, he welcomed Mandrick, the very face he had seen during the entrance ceremony.

“……Fortuneteller.”

The one and only <Fortuneteller> at Romance Academy.

At least to Mandrick’s knowledge, the most outstanding <Fortuneteller> around.

“What troubles do you have?”

<Fortuneteller> Namgoong Min.

One of the most famous figures in the Academy, he wore a smile that embodied his reputation.