I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 67

……So this is what a private jet looks like.

On TV, the chairs were all crammed together, so I didn’t realize it, but maybe it’s because it’s a private jet that there are only two seats, giving it a spacious feel.

Since it’s my first time flying, I was looking around curiously, and Liu, who was watching me, chuckled.

“Why? Is this your first time seeing a private jet?”

“Well, yeah… I guess?”

“If that’s the case, I should’ve brought in Private Jet No. 3.”

“Isn’t that a bit different?”

“That’s a military transport aircraft. It’s about three times the size of this one.”

“………….”

Can civilians even buy something like that?

Can you just throw money at it and get it?

“There are… just two seats, huh?”

“It was originally one, but it was made in a hurry. Consider it an honor!”

This place was so luxurious and organized that it was hard to believe I was inside an aircraft.

In the spacious center, the two chairs were made of what looked like high-quality leather and were incredibly comfortable.

“Wow….”

Just sitting down made me feel like I might fall asleep at any moment.

Plus, with the buttons on the side allowing for reclining, footrests, and even movement of the chairs, it seemed like I wouldn’t have to get up at all during the flight.

Once Liu and I were both seated, Liu, who had been looking at me intensely, snapped his fingers.

“Let’s take off.”

“Understood. Where shall we set our course?”

“Uh… hey, you haven’t eaten lunch yet, have you?”

“Huh? Oh, no.”

“Then let’s eat lunch first. We’re heading to Italy, and you can make a reservation at the restaurant I usually go to.”

“Understood.”

The captain, who bowed politely, returned to the cockpit, while an attractive stewardess designated by Liu made a call somewhere.

Is she calling the restaurant? Are we really going to Italy just for lunch?

Is that even right?

As I watched the stewardess intently, caught up in my thoughts, I suddenly heard Liu’s annoyed voice from next to me.

“Hey, do you lack attention? You should’ve gone in and made the call; what’s with this nonsense?”

“Sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Tsk, if you make yourself stand out again, you’re going to get fired. Just get lost.”

“Yes, yes!”

Looking pale after Liu’s orders, the stewardess hurried back to what seemed like a waiting area.

I smiled as I approached the fuming Liu.

“Liu, you’ve been working hard. Why so upset?”

“………Are you into that kind of girl?”

“What?”

“Ah, it’s nothing! Just hurry up and take off!!”

Booooom──

“Oh? Oh….”

“……? What’s wrong with you? Haven’t you ever been on a plane before?”

“Uh… aside from when I came to the floating city, never….”

Right, I’ve never flown.

However, when I came to the floating city, I had to take a plane, so I guess I can say I’ve been on one at least once.

‘…So this is how it feels to fly.’

When I become a cop, I promised to save up enough money to go with Ji-Soo to Jeju Island.

Why is that wretched girl…

“Hmph.”

“What?”

“Soon, the altitude difference will make your ears pop and nose stuffy, so pinch your nostrils to clear them. That’s how it works.”

“Ah, thank you.”

…But wait, did she just tell me to clear my nose?

Realizing her slip of the tongue, Liu turned crimson.

‘Maybe I should just stay quiet…’

As the private jet took off and I followed Liu’s advice, the pressure in my ears dissipated, and I felt comfortable.

But still, how long will it take from here to Italy?

This floating city is right in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, isn’t it?

I turned my head towards Liu, who seemed to have calmed down a bit.

“Liu? How long will it take to get to Italy?”

“Huh? Oh, about an hour.”

“……An hour?”

Is this like going from Seoul to Jeju Island?

Is that… possible?

“We’re flying supersonically. It’s on another level from regular planes.”

“Oh….”

“Plus, with several artifacts attached, it’ll be pretty fast. Ah, I should have something to drink.”

Clap clap.

With a simple clap of Liu’s hands, stewardesses came over with a golden tray, serving one wine and two wine glasses.

…It seems like the stewardess who was just scolded by Liu isn’t among them. Maybe it’s just my imagination?

“This is a wine you’ve probably never seen before, so let me explain.”

“Yes, it’s Romanee-Conti 1945. It’s from the Grand Cru vineyard, which produces only the finest quality grapes, and they make just 6,000 bottles per year.”

“Ah….”

Mmm~ I totally get it.

So it’s just… a really good wine, right?

As I nodded along, the stewardess poured the Romanee-whatever into my glass.

“Uh, cheers?”

“What? Hahahaha! Yeah, cheers!”

Cling.

After clinking glasses with Liu and sipping the wine, I could tell this was definitely worth the price; it was sweet and tasted wonderfully euphoric.

But that was about it. It was just… nice?

“Liu, how much is this wine?”

“Huh? I don’t really know. Hey, how much is it?”

“700 million.”

“That’s not a lot.”

………Right, let’s stop thinking about this.

Now that I think about it, Liu carries around artifacts that could be worth close to a trillion, right?

If you consider all those as defensive measures, it’s insane, but with those kinds of things, even a paranoid like Liu can walk about without worry.

So in that sense, 700 million… is chump change… I guess?

“Is there anything better than this cheap stuff?”

“Sorry! It’s the best we have on this private jet….”

“……Who’s in charge of Private Jet No. 12?”

“Alphonse Filtergram!”

“Tell that guy to be more careful from now on.”

“Yes!”

I sensed some dubious conversation going on next to me, but I had no energy to concern myself with that.

‘Do… I really have a low tolerance for alcohol?’

When I was in university, I didn’t go to drinking parties because I was busy working and studying, so I never really knew, but is it strange that just sipping on some wine gets me tipsy?

“……? Why are you like this, Fortuneteller?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. It seems I have a pretty low tolerance for alcohol….”

“Low tolerance for…? …Hmm.”

Glancing back and forth between the wine glass in my hand and my wobbling state, Liu smirked, took the glass from me, and covered my eyes with his hands.

As Liu’s hands pressed down on my eyelids, I couldn’t resist.

“Just take a quick nap. I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”

“I’m sorry…….”

“No need to apologize, just rest easy.”

*

“…………….”

“…Hey, Liu?”

“Yeah.”

“Um, isn’t this a problem if you wake him up because of your voice? Get out of here and don’t come back until we land.”

“Understood!”

“You were told to be quiet, right?”

“S-sorry…….”

As Liu gazed sweetly at the sleeping boy and patted his head, she made a vague gesture towards the stewardess.

The gesture seemed to say to “get out of here,” and the stewardess hurriedly bowed and left the waiting area, closing the door behind her.

“Ha….”

Thanks to the private jet being so large, the stewardess waiting area rivaled any lounge in size and amenities.

With the stewardess who drew the short straw letting out a sigh, she casually sat down.

“Hey, but why did you suddenly get kicked out?”

“Don’t even get me started. The boy passed out from just a sip of wine, and they told me to leave immediately.”

“Yeah, yeah. Did you see Liu’s face at the airport earlier? She was totally smitten.”

“Oh my, I didn’t know Liu was also a girl….”

“That boy hit the jackpot. To be loved by the <Rich Tycoon> is pure luck.”

“……Is it really luck though?”

“Yeah?”

Listening quietly to the stewardesses chatter, the leader of the stewardesses mumbled.

Unlike the others, she had served Liu for over ten years and wore a face full of worry.

“I’m really worried.”

“Do you think Liu will get taken advantage of by that boy? No way, the world’s top tycoon….”

“Incorrect.”

“……Huh? What do you mean incorrect?”

“I’m worried about that boy.”

Hearing the leader speak made the other stewardesses perplexed.

However, having served Liu and knowing her true nature well, she couldn’t help but be concerned about the boy.

‘Whenever she found an artifact she liked, she’d keep it locked away so no one could touch it.’

Liu, who harbored distrust towards people, instead obsessed over artifacts and jewels.

If she found something she liked, it would be held safely away from everyone.

How many artifacts do you think there are, kept away for years?

To the leader, the artifacts and that boy felt no different.

“……Come on, let’s take a break for now. Who knows how many times Liu will ride this private jet today.”

“Ah, okay!”

Leading the stewardesses, she cast a keen eye on the stewardess who had been dismissed earlier and the one who had just been scolded over the phone.

Managing the staff of Private Jet No. 12 and overseeing the stewardesses was her responsibility.

Even if someone else was watching her.

*

“This… is.”

“Is there something wrong with it?”

“No, no. It’s delicious….”

As I savored the melting-cut steak, I looked around.

The capital of Italy, Rome. The top floor of a luxurious building there.

The entire floor serving as a top-tier restaurant, and right now it was just Liu and me.

The rest of the tables were empty, while an orchestra played in one corner, and dozens of chefs were live-cooking their hearts out.

Of course, Liu must have rented the entire place out.

But isn’t it usual for such restaurants to be fully booked? Is it even possible for a tycoon to rent out such a place on the same day?

“Liu, did you make the reservation in advance?”

“Huh? Didn’t I do that when we got on the private jet?”

“…But is that really okay?”

“It doesn’t matter. This entire building and the shops around it all belong to me.”

“Ah……….”

“You better listen to the landlord.”

Now it made sense why the staff bowed as we entered the building; she really was the landlord.

This private jet and the restaurant were both unbelievable luxuries I could never have imagined…

“Um, Liu?”

“What is it now?”

“Is this how dates usually go?”

“…Isn’t it just grabbing a bite and wandering around?”

“Do most dates involve flying on a private jet to another country just to eat?”

“Isn’t that how it goes?”

Was it a mistake to base everything on the <Rich Tycoon>?

Or could it be—

“Liu, I mean no offense or anything.”

“What? What’s on your mind?”

“Are you perhaps… inexperienced?”

“…………You brat.”

Got it.

This is like when someone inexperienced seeks advice from another inexperienced person…

As I chuckled awkwardly, Liu crossed her arms, turning red.

“What! What’s wrong with that!!”

“Ah, no, it’s just….”

“What do you mean just!”

“I think you and I are kind of similar. I want to become closer friends.”

“………….”

Honestly, I figured someone as pretty and rich as Liu would have boyfriends all over the place, but surprisingly, it seems not.

…Oh, right. The trust issues. Yes.

I had almost forgotten because she hadn’t shown signs of it around me recently.

Anyway, I’ve heard that for people who are inexperienced, having friends who are also inexperienced is the best.

So doesn’t that mean Liu and I are a match?

“……….”

“Liu?”

“Ugh, you brat.”

“……?”

“This is your fault, you fox-brained brat.”

My fault? What does that even mean?

And why fox-brained?

“Hey, didn’t you say you’re buying new clothes?”

“Yeah, I mentioned it earlier.”

“See that building over there?”

“…You mean that one?”

“That whole three floors is a clothing store. They sell everything from suits to casual wear.”

“Oh, if that’s the case, I could get some nice clothes──”

“You can have it all.”

“──Huh?”

“Take the whole clothing store.”

Uh, wait, did I hear that wrong?

“So you mean, the entire building and all the clothes inside…?”

“Got it right.”

“Ah, no. How could I possibly accept that!”

I’ve seen rich people in dramas go to department stores and say, “I want to buy everything from here to there,” but this is on a whole different scale!

Who gives away a three-story building in the heart of the capital?

As I was thrown off balance, Liu was grinning at me.

“Just take it, you brat.”

“No, more importantly, this is Italy. Even if I got a clothing store here, I eventually have to go back to the Academy….”

“Oh, that’s true.”

“Yes. So can we maybe cancel that….”

“Then you can take that private jet I mentioned earlier. I’ll handle the maintenance and crew’s salaries, so don’t worry.”

“Ha…….”

“You could stay here for a day while you’re at it! The hotel over there──”

“Liu!!”

“Pffft.”

*

“Miss, we’ve just heard that the rich tycoon gifted Mr. Namgoong Min a three-story clothing store and a private jet.”

“Hmph, is this what a rich tycoon refers to? Such a modest spending style.”

“I know, right? What kind of present should we prepare?”

“Hmm… how many buildings does Arthur own around here?”

“This is Europe. Here, Arthur’s influence is something even the rich tycoon must concede.”

“So?”

“There are several, but the best would be the 34 buildings surrounding that three-story clothing store I just mentioned.”

“That’s perfect. Since it’s next to Liu’s present, we can easily compare. Change all the titles to Namgoong Min’s name.”

“Yes!”

Before he even realized it, Namgoong Min was becoming a landlord.

“…As far as I remember, Italy and the Daehan Empire have no ties.”

“That’s right, Your Highness.”

“What can be done? Anyway, Namgoong Min is going to be living in the Daehan Empire… procure land near the royal palace and select something suitable.”

“Understood.”

“Everything is to draw the talent Namgoong Min into the palace……… and there are no ulterior motives at all….”

He was becoming a landowner.

Such an utterly ordinary present.