I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made chapter 71

71 – 15. The Saint and Eileen

Three scandalous traitors have appeared.

The three guys who fell short of my expectations and beliefs all had different excuses.

“I am confident in my skills. You don’t have to include me.”

This was a meritocracy.

“It’s still a bit difficult for me, as the future emperor, to cooperate with something like this…”

This is a normal person who has no eyes for women.

“When I look at my comrades, I realize once again that God is very fair. Still, if he completely loses his senses, wouldn’t it be a waste of money compared to his abilities?”

It was a saint (laughter) who spouted out words that didn’t make any sense.

I heard some reasons, but of course they are all irrelevant by my standards.

Your future is decided.

‘The most picky female group reluctantly accepted, so all you have to do is come!’

I’m saying I’ll go only if you guys come?

However, no matter how many times I talked to them, there was no way to break their stubbornness.

One person is overconfident in his or her abilities, another person cares about face, and the other person says I have no sense or something.

In the end, I had no choice but to use the last method and one that I always find useful.

What are you talking about?

“Are you my brother?”

“Ugh, Eunha? Would you mind loosening that fist?”

“Just accept it, brother.”

“But Eunha. For us, the dignity of the imperial family…”

“It would be better if you obey me when I persuade you with words. Or shall I persuade you with ‘peace’ and ‘love’?”

“…Is the left fist ‘love’?”

“The right fist is ‘love’.”

“We will fully accept all demands.”

Move and persuade (physically) her younger sister, the princess.

“Hey, Lucas.”

“Liu?”

“Do it.”

“No, wait a minute. Liu, tell me my story.”

“Do it.”

“……Okay.”

Even though he found another love, he still ‘persuaded’ Lucas who was weak to Liu.

After holding back tears and doing this, I was able to successfully attract 7 out of 8 students to the special vocational class.

Two , , , , And As a special profession (not).

Just looking at it, it was a party that would eat up quite a few students, but I was still hungry.

‘It would be perfect if there was a saint.’

Even a saint joins here?

I assure you that unless all of the other first years unite and flock to us, we won’t be able to win.

Because the front line, back line, and support are perfect.

It’s not for nothing that we gather them all into one class by creating a special occupation class or something.

With the birth of the dream team just around the corner, will this happen? I, too, was on the verge of rolling my eyes.

I wanted to change the saint’s heart to moderate through persuasion (physics) right away, but since he was a man I had known for a long time, I went to the church in person to give him one last chance.

“He’s not there.”

“Where did you go?”

“When you go on a pilgrimage, you tour the entire floating city… So we don’t even know where you are.”

“I understand, thank you.”

Well, I was worried that the church might shut me out because I was a fortune teller, but I guess that’s something only fanatics who are as good as saints do.

I felt some strange stares, but what was it?

…… Then where should we find this saint?

*

“Instructor Charles, are you there?”

“…Saint.”

“I came to see Miss Eileen.”

“…Please come in.”

The saint entered his house, guided by Charles Teddy Bear, who looked a little haggard.

The inside of the house was no different from when the saint secretly entered the house every time.

The bed that was in a sunny spot simply disappeared, and the originally empty room became Eileen’s room.

And Eileen’s room was tightly closed.

“…How many days has it been?”

“It’s the fourth day.”

“Is this the same as what you said last time?”

“…Still, when I return from the academy, she keeps going into the room. Even when I try to go in, she won’t let me in…And it’s been a few days since I’ve seen my daughter’s face.”

Eileen Teddy Bear has been in the room since the last survival test in the Great Lakes.

She still goes to the academy, and she took the re-exam yesterday, but instead of hanging out with the others, she went straight home and left the house.

When Charles Teddy Bear first consulted the saint, she thought it was a common puberty.

As this continued somewhat unnaturally for several days, the saint noticed how the situation was going.

And, unlike what he experienced, the ‘territorial fight’ is abnormal.

“To that fortune teller….”

“…I didn’t tell you. That was Eileen’s request.”

“I understand.”

In fact, it was news that Aileen should have delivered first to Namgoong Min, whom she seemed to follow and depend on more than her father, but it was canceled due to Aileen’s stubborn opposition.

Especially since that was the only thing she said while locked in her room.

The saint, who understood the seriousness of her situation, first bowed his head to Charles Teddy Bear.

“…I’m sorry.”

“What would the saint have to be sorry for?”

“No, this is… I apologize in advance.”

“Yes?”

“Please wait a moment.”

Leaving behind Charles Teddy Bear, who did not know English, the saint walked towards the door.

It is a tightly closed door, but for someone with a job like a saint, it is nothing more than a wooden board.

However, instead of breaking down her door, the saint quietly closed his eyes.

General skill .

This is a skill that is not used often due to side effects.

I used this skill last time to find the location of the skill thief, but it wasn’t really necessary because Namgoong Min found the skill thief even faster than that.

However, the effect was extremely powerful.

“[Open the door.]”

General skill Seonghui (星輝), its meaning is the twinkle of a star.

In other words, it is a ‘shooting star that makes wishes come true’.

Dalkak.

Immediately after making a wish, the doorknob of the door turns on its own and unlocks the door.

Unexpectedly, a noise was felt inside the door, but the saint grabbed the doorknob before Eileen could lock the door again.

She’s locked so she can’t go back.

After taking a moment, he bowed his head to Charles again.

“I will explain in detail after I leave the room. First of all, I am truly sorry.”

“…No. I’ll be waiting….”

A daughter suddenly wanders out of the room, and a saint leaves behind an ominous apple.

The most confusing person was probably Charles Teddy Bear, but he sat on his chair and held his forehead because he believed in the saint.

Even though it was his only precious daughter’s job, all he could do was wait.

The saint who was watching Charles in pain opened the door and went inside.

“……………….”

“Hello, Eileen.”

Aileen’s room was ordinary.

Wooden furniture, bed, bookcase, wardrobe.

It was just an ordinary room.

Except the whole room is a mess.

“…Get out.”

“No, you can’t do that.”

“To kill me like that nun?”

“……As expected, I heard the conversation in the basement of the church.”

Eileen looked haggard than Charles.

She was sitting with her back on the bed, but her arms and legs were shaking from weakness, her hair was dull, and her cheeks were sunken from not being able to eat anything.

Still, she maintains her beauty, so she can be called a

Saint.

Her saint, who sympathized with her as she fell into her fate, opened her mouth.

“First of all, I did not try to kill Miss Eileen.”

“That nun… Tried to kill her.”

“That’s because it’s a special case. Actually, I don’t think you’ll understand this part, so I’ll just say it first.”

“What?”

“Because there is something much more important than that.”

The saint grabbed the mace at her waist and pointed the tip at Eileen.

At that moment, Eileen tried to grab the mace on one side of her room due to the threatening behavior.

The saint with a sympathetic face took a step closer.

“Who are you now?”

“What is that──?”

“Is it a saint or is it Aileen’s teddy bear?”

“───!”

“Don’t worry, it’s a fact that only I know… It’s a fact that I have no choice but to know for sure.”

“……You.”

“So, who are you?”

These were extremely coercive words.

A threat spoken while pointing a mace, an uneasy feeling that one might attack at any moment.

And her disgust stems from her misunderstanding that her saint was trying to kill her.

She wasn’t the type of person who would give an obedient answer if asked in a situation like this.

In the end, Eileen lowered her head.

“……Saint.”

“What about Eileen?”

“I’m sleeping….”

“You want to believe that, right?”

“……………….”

One step closer.

“I’ll ask you again, what about Eileen?”

“…It doesn’t come out.”

One more step.

“Are you lying to the person who knows best what’s going on?”

“…Ha.”

The last footsteps.

When the saint finally came up to the saint’s nose and still aimed his mace at her, the saint raised her head with an expression of amazement at her evil.

“Who are you? You killed me! You’re still alive because I killed you!!”

“So, what about Eileen?”

“Ha, ha. hahahahaha. If it was going to be like this, if I knew it would be like this in the first place…”

“What about Eileen?”

“……There’s still some left.”

“Is that so?”

Then the worst would have been avoided.

Only after hearing her weak reply did the saint lower her mace and sit down on a chair on one side of her room.

The saint squatted down on the bed, covered with a blanket.

“……………….”

“……………….”

Silence continued.

It was the most awkward silence in the world, but the saintess, who had covered her head with a blanket, was the first to speak up.

“…Is it really like this?”

“Yes.”

“Did you know?”

“Yes.”

“……………….”

“Do you blame me for not telling you in advance?”

“……No.”

“If you were back then, you wouldn’t have believed anything I said. You were going to experience it anyway, so you kept quiet… Even taking that into account, it was abnormally fast. I think it was because you realized you were a saint at a late age.”

“……………….”

“……………….”

Again, silence.

However, the saint just looked at the saint without making a movement.

With eyes still full of sympathy.

“As time passes…What happens?”

“Nothing will change for you.”

“…What about Eileen?”

“Don’t you already know?”

“……………….”

“There is absolutely nothing I can help you with. This is what all And Throughout history have experienced.”

“……As expected, I hate you.”

“Is that so?”

“So, what should we do with this poor child? She spent her whole life in bed and is now free? What about this child who finds everything in the world fascinating?”

“It can’t be helped.”

The saint looked at the saint with one of her devastated eyes. She seemed to be glaring at him.

However, soon, as if he realized something, the way he looked at him changed.

“You already…….”

“Remember, we are sinners. All saints and saints have no choice but to live with the sin of murder.”

“…Name, name…”

“Rafael Martina, this is the boy I killed. Please don’t forget it either.”

“……How could I forget?”

Aileen, Eileen Teddy Bear.

After repeating that name several times, the saint suddenly turned her head towards the door.

And the people beyond.

“Charles…Dad…”

“You say you’re dad.”

“……Yes. Eileen said we are sisters.”

“If you don’t tell me, you’ll have to postpone it for the rest of your life.”

“…I guess so.”

Her saint put her hand to her own heart.

Thump. Thud.

I can hear the heart beating.

There is still someone left in there, albeit a little.

…… Eileen Teddy Bear.

“……………….”

When the saint was quietly feeling the heartbeat.

Suddenly she opened her eyes wide.

“…It’s coming, it’s coming.”

“Yes?”

“He’s coming, I can feel it. I can feel it… He’s my own god…!”

Her eyes were looking towards a corner of the room.

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But what the saint is talking about is probably the person on the other side of that wall.

“……Comrade sinner.”

“I’m happy, but at the same time…I can’t!”

The saint’s heart was beating loudly.

Just the little thing of being close to her God fills her whole body with happiness and a sense of omnipotence. It felt like a drug.

I want to rush out and greet that person right away. I want to be next to that person.

But.

“No…No…”

As that beat gets bigger, other weak beats get smaller.

Ever since she realized this in her great lake, the saint has been avoiding her god.

She was more than happy about meeting God, more than the satisfaction she felt when she was with him.

Because I was worried about her small and delicate sister.

The saint gritted her teeth. She restrained herself and forced herself to lie down on her bed.

“…If you truly sympathize with me…”

“……………….”

“Tell that person to go back… So I can be with this child and my sister a little longer… A little longer…”

“……Yes, I understand.”

At her crawling voice, the saint quietly nodded her head.

I hear the sound of the door closing and leaving.

And at the same time, I hear the sound of the front door of the house opening.

I can feel it.

The God I respect and the guy I hate met in the living room.

“Ah, ah…….”

I want to meet you, I shouldn’t meet you, I want to approach you, but you shouldn’t approach me.

Feeling the contradiction making her head ache.

The saint swallowed her tears.

There was nothing else she could do.