chapter 15
15 – 4. How this fortune teller became famous
“So, what are you going to do with this b*tch and me?”
“…… Mr. Liu. Are you hysterical because you can’t even remember my name? That’s ugly.”
“sh*t. The b*tch who couldn’t memorize a fortune teller’s name has a long tongue?”
“…Are you making a fun provocation?
“hahahaha, don’t mind me and talk. I’ll have to wait anyway.”
“Wait?”
“How long do I have to wait…?”
“You’ll have to sit down for quite some time. Well, we’re not doing anything…”
“Because the one in a hurry has to come first.”
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“This crazy…”
The holder of the <Swordsman> profession, Sasaki Ito muttered.
It wasn’t a special job, so he couldn’t take the exclusive exam, but he was confident enough in his skills to pass the exam with the 7th place in the whole school.
And since I’ve lived in the mountains since I was little, I confidently jumped into such a complex maze.
“How do you get out of this…!”
As soon as you start, what you see is a feast of buildings with no end in sight.
Small roads and air passages that exist here and there make you confused about which one is right, and at some point the road that was opened is blocked, and no matter how much you run, you only see buildings and nothing new.
“It must have started a little past 8 o’clock…”
If you look up at the sky, perhaps because of the consideration of the academy, you will see a huge electronic clock displaying the time.
The time now is 10:41.
There are now less than two hours until the time limit of 12:00.
“Uh, somehow! We have to find the exit somehow!”
I run and run with a sense of urgency. Although he is a professional with a superhuman body that surpasses that of ordinary people, he is able to run at a speed similar to that of any car without any false statements.
Even so, the scenery seen does not change.
building. building. building. small building. building. building. A rather large building. Passage. leg. building. building. building.
Inorganic buildings with the same color and the same shape are constantly visible.
“Damn, damn…!”
building. building. building. building.
“Where are you…! Where are you!”
building. building. building. building. Passage. building.
“Damn Academy! Damn Entrance Ceremony!”
leg. building. building. building. building.
“Uhhhhh”
… … how the heck did it run?
At one point, Sasaki was out of breath and stood leaning against a nearby building.
The surrounding scenery is still the same. Damn buildings, damn buildings, damn passageways.
time, what time is it?
“………ha ha ha.”
It’s 10 o’clock, 45 minutes.
It only ran for 4 minutes.
It’s so hard and exhausting.
“………….”
But more than anything else, Sasaki suffered from something else.
He took a breather and looked back in the direction he had come from, not the direction he had been running.
There.
“………sh*t.”
The Great Hall is visible.
Even though I’ve been running and moving for over 2 hours.
That damned building and the entrance he first ran into welcome him.
Like you can’t escape anyway. As if it was supposed to come back for the first time anyway.
Sasaki stared at the entrance for a while before lowering her head.
“Cleaning… 8 hours every day… one month.”
When I first heard it, I was just thinking about how to do it. I didn’t train my swordsmanship for 8 hours a day, so I had no choice but to ask why cleaning was done for 8 hours.
“I’ll just…”
It didn’t seem to matter anymore.
The pride that he came to the romance academy on behalf of his country, Japan, the excitement that he entered in 7th place, and the confidence that he will easily break through with this beauty.
It was shattered in just two hours.
“……let’s go back.”
Even if I run further like this, I won’t be able to get out.
Could it be that no one was supposed to leave in the first place? Could it be that the academy made everything fail?
So, can you really make it 8 hours to clean? I must be kidding… … …
Sasaki went back weakly with his head down.
After running so long, it took less than 10 seconds to get back to the beginning.
“…not much.”
Was that the only thing that made me feel frustrated? The area around the auditorium was empty, with a few students despondent or walking aimlessly.
Everyone else made it through the maze? Did everyone leave except for me?
Sasaki walked towards the main auditorium, not even trying to hide his dejected feelings. I just wanted to sit in a chair and relax.
“……?”
however.
“How long do you have to wait!”
“It’s about time!”
“It’s been a while, so don’t get too excited.”
“What are you talking about…?”
The inside of the auditorium is noisy.
I didn’t know it at first, but there were far more students talking noisily in the auditorium than those loitering outside.
“What’s so many…?”
What the hell is this? Did you call the students back?
When Sasaki, unable to comprehend the situation, is perplexed.
“…Huh? Isn’t that Sasaki? Ranked 7th in the entrance exam!”
“Right! I took the test with him, that’s for sure!”
“Okay, grab it!”
“Catch! Catch!”
“Wh-what!?”
A handful of students who recognized him suddenly rushed in and grabbed his hands or feet!
Sasaki almost unintentionally pulls out the sword from his waist in a scene close to a horror movie, but before the sword can be pulled out, he gets swept away by the crowd and is roughly carried somewhere.
“What, what, what! Let go of this!”
“Noisy! I need you to start!”
“Quickly take him to Namgoong Min!”
“I said all I need is him…!”
“Me, Namgoong Min!?”
that fortune teller?
Right after Sasaki, who had been caught and forcibly moved, was half-thrown in the center of the auditorium, without even having time to think about the name that was suddenly heard.
Four people come into his eyes, who are still bewildered.
“you……?”
“I’ve been waiting for you, Mr. Sasaki Ito.”
Namgoong Min is the only one who smiles while sitting on a chair.
And standing on either side of him were Rain Arthur with a shocked look on his face and Liu Yan with a sad face. And after that, even Lucas Artur, who didn’t seem to understand the situation itself.
Sasaki’s eyes widened at the four famous people whom no academy freshman would know.
“T, special job class?”
“Ah, what is the special job class? They’re just classmates.
“Yes, yes. I saw it well. It’s an amazing and useful fortune-telling.”
“Thank you for the compliment. Anyway, since Sasaki-san has come like this, we can start.”
“what?”
It’s obviously just a smile, but why does it feel so ominous?
Sasaki inadvertently swallowed his saliva and looked at Namgoong-min, who got up from his seat.
“Everyone please be quiet.”
“Huh? What did you say?”
“Hey, quiet! Be quiet!”
“Let’s all be quiet!”
“………….”
“……………….”
“…….”
“It’s good.”
With one small word from Namgoong-min, the entire auditorium instantly becomes quiet.
Second place in the entrance exam, special vocational class, and the academy’s first fortune teller. Today is the first day of the entrance ceremony, but there are countless adjectives that refer to Namgoong Min. I actually showed that I have the ability to do that.
But isn’t he also the same student? He’s not an <Imperial Family> or a <Negotiator> who gains charisma or conversational skills through job correction, he’s probably the same age as him after all.
His words have power.
For some reason, the power to make people follow.
“Can you open the way?”
Doo doo doo… … …
At Namgoong Min’s small words, the students move.
In an instant, the road connecting Namgoong Min and the main gate opened.
Then he moves slowly.
“How are you guys?”
Walking on a path made just for you.
“Don’t you think that’s absurd?”
Do it.
“This test is peripheral. Among the professions that deal with magic, classmates with professions such as <Battle Mage> or <Special Mage> must have missed out a long time ago, and those with <Explorer> jobs will also be the same.”
Keep talking with a smile.
“Of course, not all exams can be fair. We have dozens of jobs, and in all exams, not all job holders can take a fair exam.”
Even if you lower your voice little by little.
“But don’t you feel like we’ve gone too far this time? It’s already eleven o’clock. Now we only have an hour left, and after that time we’ll have to do eight hours of cleaning every day, and that’s for a month.”
Gradually raise your voice, mix gestures, and gradually heighten your emotions.
… … If I just listen to him quietly, I get angry.
I’ve been running so hard I really tried my best.
Just because they have different jobs, they don’t clean and I have to?
that, this… …
“It’s not fair.”
“……!”
Namgoong Min’s words were like scratching an itch.
Sasaki’s eyes widened in surprise.
However, that is not the only thing I agree with.
“That’s right. I’ve been wandering around for over an hour too.”
“Do you think it makes sense that it’s right here when you turn around? You’re just kidding!”
“In the first place, I’m a non-combat job, so I’m slower than the other kids…”
“Have you seen the wizards who use space magic? Did they just escape with joy?”
The students gathered here are all different. Gender, origin, thoughts, and experiences are all. Even if you gather such students in one place and talk, it is usually impossible to elicit sympathy from all of them.
But the time in that maze… … It’s an experience that everyone here shares the same.
That too, an infinitely negative experience.
Namgoong Min’s words hit that point.
“Aren’t you angry? Aren’t you pissed off?”
“Of course I’m angry!”
“If I were going to have a job, I wanted to have a <Wizard>!”
“You tell us how to get out of here!”
Namgoong-min only turned on a very small trick, but all sorts of words poured out from the entire auditorium.
Unreasonable. It’s not fair. It’s unfair.
Words with that meaning come from everywhere.
“……It’s okay.”
And of course, Sasaki too.
“This is… not fair…!”
resentment, vomit
I’m ranked 7th on the entrance exam! You tried so hard!
I’ve been lost for over 2 hours and I’ve been lost again! I ran and ran until I couldn’t run anymore.
But because of the inherent job difference, I can work with that guy and I can’t? Of course that’s not fair. It’s so unfair!
… … therefore.
“But what can we do?”
“………….”
therefore… … What should I do?
What can I do to get out of here?
How can I be rewarded for my efforts?
“Each one is helpless. This labyrinth is huge, and at most one person is just a tiny dot.”
In Sasaki’s ears, longing for an answer.
I hear Namgoong Min’s sweet words.
Not only Sasaki, but everyone in the auditorium.
Namgoong Min whispers.
“But what if we all come together? What if we’re not just one dot in this maze, but a group enough to destroy the maze?”
Something I wouldn’t normally have thought of.
They say break the frame.
“Of course you’re at a loss. Destroying the maze? How do you destroy that building? Is it okay to destroy it in the first place? If you destroy that, what will happen to the academy?”
while constantly sympathizing with them.
“Don’t worry, I have the instructor’s permission. Just me, as long as you follow my points, it’s possible.”
Encourages us to move together.
“Are you still hesitating? Are you wondering if it’s right to trust something like a fortune teller?”
“………….”
“……………….”
“………….”
“Your concerns are understandable. But there are already two people who will believe in me and act with me.
“……!”
<Psychic> Lane Arthur and <The Wealth> Liu Yan.
Even before entering the romance academy, they were world-class prospects and celebrities.
Namgoong Min put their fame on his back.
“If you don’t believe me, my fortune, why don’t you trust them?”
“…….”
“Okay then, I’ll ask you guys.”
“………….”
“Does anyone want to go with me?”
“………me.”
Putting down frustration and despondency, with eyes full of confidence and anger.
Sasaki Ito raised his head.
“me too!”
Someone from one side of the auditorium raises their hand.
“Hey, follow me!”
On the other side, someone shouts.
one by one follow
“Me too!”
“I want to go too!”
“Mistress, it’s a failure to stay like this anyway, so I’m going!”
“Namgoong Min! I only believe in you!”
“It’s about believing in <supernatural powers> and even <the rich man>, of course you have to believe it!”
“let’s go!”
Waaa
The great auditorium resounds. It echoes with the cheers and madness of the students.
At the center of all the enthusiasm, Namgoong-min looked back with a smile.
“How is it? Mr. Lane, Mr. Liu.”
“………….”
“………under.”
“Did I tell you?”
“Namgoong Min! Namgoong Min! Namgoong Min!”
“Only believe in you!”
“Dot is God!”
“I just have to wait.”
When Namgoong Min gestured, everyone followed his hand.
Namgoong Min walks away, and everyone follows him.
Namgoong-min, who has become the representative of the students here with a few words, grabs a tarot card out of the air.
“Then, shall we go?”
Randomly shuffle the cards and draw one.
“First, that wall in front of my eyes.”
Anyhow, throw
“That’s a harmful wall. That’s why—”
──I will destroy it.
With that smile that always smiles.