I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made

20 – 5. How to differentiate between divination and fraud

Charles Teddy Bear.

My job is ＜fighter＞. Originally named Charles McClair, he was a soldier and war hero who fought during the massive gate catastrophe that opened across the United States 15 years ago.

With excellent skills and a major to support him, he was tasked with rescuing the president from the Pentagon, which was covered in gates.

‘It failed.’

I don’t know much about the failure process. Because it wasn’t revealed in detail in the game.

However, what is certain is that the process of failure was so terrible that it completely changed the character of an active soldier——and because of that, he owed a heartfelt debt to the ＜brave＞ Abel Legion, the grandson of the deceased US president.

Also, after returning from the disaster, he sent his wife away due to illness, raised his daughter alone, and was offered a romance academy on the way to become an instructor.

Afterwards, when her daughter’s illness became serious, she tried to resign from the instructor, but after seeing Abel’s Legion, which was so damaged, she felt guilty and decided to retire.

Even the serious feud with Abel Legion that resulted.

I am writing down the story of the Charles Teddy Bear I know in my notebook.

“after……….”

I played this mangem 25 times, but most of it was a speedrun that just ignored the story, and I had a hard time remembering it because it was only in the beginning that I focused on the story or background.

After filling a few pages of the notebook with text, I leaned back comfortably in my chair, turning my aching wrists.

Shoot aaah

“……It’s raining.”

If you look outside through the window of the base, it is raining heavily.

… I liked watching the rain fall without thinking like this.

At this time, I was able to forget my part-time job, my studies, my parents, and that fake bastard and be quiet.

“……Can I do it?”

Charles Teddy Bear’s daughter, Eileen Teddy Bear.

Charles Teddy Bear is a girl who likes teddy bears enough to change her last name. A girl of that age who is innocent and smiles well, and everyone will smile happily.

But at the same time… … It is also the starting point of what kind of game Romance Academy is.

“…….”

At Romance Academy, major accidents such as being attacked by villains, terror attacks by mines, or sudden opening of gates do not occur.

However, ‘small’ accidents happen frequently.

‘Charles Teddy Bear… … That first.’

Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a character event of Charles Teddy Bear.

If the player succeeds in healing Eileen Teddy Bear, Charles Teddy Bear’s affinity will be maxed out and he will always be a strong ally.

… … If you can’t, the character Charles Teddy Bear will disappear from the game altogether.

Romance Academy was such a game.

Each person creates the most important event, and if that is not resolved, the character will disappear from the Romance Academy forever.

Expulsion, withdrawal, resignation, exile, disappearance, etc.

It was a game that focused on microscopic individuals rather than macroscopic events.

“…Why did Jisoo make something like this?”

Namgung Ji-soo is arrogant, foolish, ignorant, and terrified of everything, but he wasn’t the kind of kid who could make a game like this.

If I made it, I thought I would just make a woman-oriented miyeonsi that only makes me cringe. Why did I make a game with a needlessly dark part?

‘Can I find out when I go back?’

Only now the first day of the entrance ceremony has passed. There is still a long way until the ending.

But even so, I didn’t think that I couldn’t go back.

Because if I can’t see the ending, no one else will be able to see the ending of this game.

There were only 10 people who bought the game, but does it make sense that I was the only one who saw the ending at least once, b*tch.

“……foot.”

I remember my sister whining that the game was not selling, and coming home from time to time to eat and run away after leaving home.

Yes, even for my little sister’s future.

“Let’s put him in a mental hospital.”

I have to do what I have to do as a brother.

With the ＜Cleanliness＞ skill, check the suits and shirts that are always kept tidy, and brush your hair once.

“…let’s go.”

And this time, it wakes up after touching the necklace that contains the most important ＜observation＞.

It’s time to do what you have to do as a ＜fortune teller＞.

*

Eileen Teddy Bear suddenly opened her eyes.

“……ah.”

And immediately regretted it.

My throat is burning, my stomach is hungry, my limbs are numb, and I have a headache. The cost of waking up from sleep was devastating.

The bed was wet with sweat in an instant, and Eileen hugged the doll next to her head while moaning in pain.

teddy bear. The girl’s favorite doll, now her castle.

“Uh… black…”

Tears flowed slowly, and the arms holding the teddy bear trembled.

Is Dad still there?

The watch I barely looked at with watery eyes still pointed to 5pm.

“dad……….”

There is still an hour left before the girl’s father gets off work.

One hour was a very harsh time for the girl.

“Uh… ugh…”

So, the girl prayed as always.

May this pain go away, may someone rescue me.

Because there are always people who come when you pray.

“……Do not worry.”

“ah…….”

Look, you stroked me warmly today too.

Normally, I would entrust myself to this warmth and fall asleep.

Unlike usual, Eileen opened her eyes, which she couldn’t see well with tears, and mumbled her mouth.

“who are you…….”

“……I am a sinner.”

“The guilty one… what is it…?”

“A very bad man. A very bad man.”

“I’m not a bad person…but…”

“……No, he’s a bad person. That’s why.”

Sleep well.

“ah…….”

Eileen, who nodded and closed her small eyes.

soon fall asleep

“………….”

Shoot aaa shoot

Only the sound of rain echoed in the dark room without a single light.

The rain fell hard as if it were going to wash away everything.

Someone who gently stroked Eileen, who was suffering and sweating all over, who was barely asleep, looked at the girl with a guilty conscience.

A really good, innocent girl.

“You know what?”

“I hate rain.”

Shoot aaah

I quietly close my eyes and mutter as if praying.

It seems like that’s all it can do.

“Because it was a rainy day when I met this child. I committed an indelible sin that day.”

“It wasn’t like this at the time. I could get up and walk, I could smile and I could speak in a sweet voice.”

“But not now.”

Someone who was talking in a low voice for fear that the girl would wake up.

Even while stroking the girl with one hand.

“So, go back.”

──With the other hand, he held up a mace.

“This is not a place for fortune tellers to come in.”

“…….”

Kwareung… … …

Lightning strikes for a moment, and the room shines brightly for a very short time.

A girl lying on the bed and someone standing there protecting the girl. And the fortune teller looking at them.

In the room that soon became dark again, the fortune teller was smiling.

“This is an unexpected visit, ＜Saint＞-nim.”

“………….”

“I heard that the instructor’s daughter had a medical examination once before.”

“I won’t say it twice.”

Whoaaagh!

Pure white light leaks from the feet of ＜Saint＞. The light that covered the feet, legs, body, arms and head shimmered brightly.

However, that doesn’t mean that the saint’s figure is hidden by the light.

As if it only looks like an outline. As if the light would cover the saint but not stain it.

The saint, as if wearing a halo all over his body, glared at the fortuneteller.

“Get out, fortune teller.”

“The guest who came in without permission is talking a lot.”

“…….”

“Saint, I’m a guest allowed by Instructor Teddy Bear. Even if you’re the owner of the house, I won’t back down even if you threaten me.”

The fortune teller smiles. The saint narrowed his eyes, saying that it was an unpleasant smile every time he saw it.

It’s easy to drive them out here by force, but that way Eileen will wake up.

The moment I try to scare you with the thought of stopping that mouth first.

“＜view point＞.”

“……!!”

At the tarot card that appeared out of thin air, the saint hurriedly brandished his mace. The tarot cards hit by the mace made of solid steel fluttered in the air.

However, the fortune teller was holding a single card before he knew it.

“Major Arcana No. 12, reverse of ＜The Hanged Man＞.”

“………….”

“Holy Son, are you familiar with the Tarot? You must know as much about heresy as you can beat heresy.”

“……Useless sacrifice and dedication, indecisiveness.”

“If you know that well, why are you doing this?”

“……It’s a rumor.”

A fortuneteller’s advice on tarot.

But that doesn’t mean anything to the saint.

“If anyone has suffered, they deserve the mercy of the Lord.”

“Hasn’t the saint already failed?”

“I didn’t fail. I was just frustrated… I was told that I was brave. Unfortunately, it seems to be true.”

If it wasn’t for the fortune teller, I would have been genuinely pleased with the help.

The saint who swallowed the gossip raised his mace once again.

“I’m running out of words, but this is your final warning. Get out.”

“The one who needs to leave is the saint. Trespassing is a crime, the saint.”

“It’s a modest admonition. If the Lord has forgiven you, what will you do?”

“… have you forgiven me?”

“No way.”

Huung.

“……!”

Before I even blinked once.

Even though it was a short distance, the saint approached the fortuneteller at a speed close to teleportation and stopped his mace right in front of his nose.

A weak wind blew from the impact of the swing, and the slightly distorted smile of the fortuneteller was reflected directly on the steel mace.

… … The cards of ＜The Hanged Man＞ were torn neatly.

“Next is the head.”

“……Hello, are you Eileen?”

“…!! Eileen, if you talk to this person——”

Normal Skill ＜My Little Fortune Store＞.

“——Isn’t that okay… everything?”

The saint, who hurriedly turned around, could see only candlesticks and blackout curtains with shaking flames.

The moment when even a saint loses his senses at that sudden change.

“How is it, isn’t it rather mysterious?”

“……fortune-teller.”

“This is my fortune teller where I can forcibly invite people around me. Once you enter, you can’t leave until you see your fortune, so don’t strain yourself in vain.”

“You cheated.”

“That’s right. Eileen is sleeping well, so don’t worry.”

Quack!

The saint who grabbed the fortuneteller by the collar glared at him.

… … The fortuneteller was not smiling.

“You guys are always like that. They are always scammers who use the psychology of the desperate.”

“I agree.”

“Yeah, are you guys acting so brazenly…?”

sympathy?

The saint blinked at the unexpected answer. He seemed confused about whether he heard what he heard correctly.

The fortune teller, who had been looking at the saint, opened his mouth.

without even smiling.

“The only thing I know how to do is read the heart of the desperate and cheat. For the sake of my own success, I eat the spine, peel off my skin, and rob everything. A tribe that confuses you if you try to find it. Pseudos who talk about all kinds of bullsh*t and claim a fate that doesn’t exist.”

“………hmm.”

“That’s what a fortune teller is, and that’s what harm is… and the saint is the same.”

“……what?”

“Why are you visiting secretly?”

At the fortune teller’s words, the saint, who held the mace tightly for a moment, soon stiffened his body.

Even the saint could not ignore the fortuneteller’s words.

“That too, every day from the day after the medical examination failed.”

“……how?”

“Aren’t you a fortuneteller?

“dot?”

The saint snorts. He laughs at himself for being bewitched by the fortuneteller in front of him, even for a moment.

And soon, the fortuneteller sitting in the purple chair also laughs.

“You hate dots.”

“………….”

“But my job is ＜Fortune Teller＞.

“……Which of the two do you think?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

Raise the mace.

“Of course, the latter.”

Kwajik!

take down

It was just that.