Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

43. Future Foresight (1)

The world was going crazy.

A world had arrived where people could buy and drink water that sounded like a Geiger counter would make a crackling sound just by approaching it, let alone touching it.

f*ck.

Labyrinth Maze, not a labyrinth breaking game, but a game with Nuka-Cola.

However, there are countless stories going around the streets and newspapers about how the pain quickly subsided by applying radium ointment to a painful wound, or how bloating and abdominal pain disappeared after drinking raditol, so it’s only natural that the fever doesn’t go away easily.

If this fever continued, it was only natural that catastrophe would come.

Fortunately, it was that the price of radium fluctuated considerably up and down, as if the supply and demand of radium was not smooth yet.

Radium items that have gone up several times compared to when they were first sold.

Supply was not keeping up with explosive demand.

Waving a leather pouch with silver coins in front of the Alchemist Guild’s vendor to get radium items, TAKE MY MONEY! It was a common occurrence in everyday life, and even that was a repetition of the situation in which all supplies were robbed in front of the nobles’ hoarding.

It is said that low-level radiation is an easy death.

The future to come is not at a normal level, but a situation where people may die on a continental basis, and deformed children and incurable diseases may appear one after another.

If the craze for radium does not go out easily and continues to blow, it might cut the average life expectancy of the continent in half.

If you didn’t know, you wouldn’t know. It’s neglect to leave it alone even if you know.

I tried to do something, but the reality was not so easy.

“Mr. Denzel, is that…?”

“Ah, the official guild sales license has finally been dropped. Something! Starting today, Raditol is now available at our store!”

“…Please”

At the general store in front of the pawnshop, Mr. Denzel was happily selling spinning water.

No matter how low the radium content is compared to cosmetics or other items, it is clear that internal radiation exposure is a concern, and unlike the outside, which needs to be shielded, the eaten radioactive material constantly torments the body.

It is said that it is one or two bottles, but it becomes ten, twenty, and a hundred bottles piled up in the body.

Wouldn’t it become living radioactive waste?

Even if they die, instead of being buried in the ground, they will be thoroughly sealed in a coffin made of lead and stuck in a corner until this world comes to an end.

A scene of madness where even the adventurers exploring the labyrinth get seduced by the light of radium and take Raditol instead of potions from the Mage Tower.

Still, I wonder if everyone wasn’t crazy, except for the Mage Tower and the Western Church, the rest of the churches were expressing their concerns, saying that too much is not good. The line was close to useless.

And the madness finally got around me.

“f*ck! I’ve been airlifting a radium hand warmer from the alchemist’s guild especially for you! Isn’t this fantastic green light beautiful? They say if you shine this light, you will live a long and healthy life!”

“Ah! It’s a walking nuclear reactor!”

An era in which even the genius of geniuses and the best of wizards, such as witches, buy such crazy things as if possessed by the light of radium.

The lower the radium content, the softer the green color, but the hand warmer Yan was holding showed off a deep green color, resembling a clear green forest.

“Mi, are you crazy? You brought something like that!”

It was even more absurd that he was making a tilted expression as if he didn’t know anything.

A witch carrying a real-time life eraser.

Even the warmer began to move slowly in Yan’s hand and started running around as if it were alive.

The hand warmer that used to emit green light all over the pawnshop ran into my arms before I knew it….

“aaah!”

I felt like my body was floating along with screams, and the place where I came to my senses at the same time was my bed.

“Ugh…Uhh…”

After checking the familiar ceiling and room as it was lying down, I wiped my face with a dry wash.

Sweat dripped from my palms, and my palms instantly became damp.

What kind of dog dream is this dog dream?

As soon as she thought that a hand warmer could not run into her chest, something stirred in her chest.

When I lowered my gaze, Dev Gru, who had crawled in just as he had crawled in, was perched on his chest with the same ignorant expression as Jan in the dream.

Apparently, the reason why the hand warmer that rushed into my arms in my dream appeared was this guy.

Level 25 floor boss level mouse.

“Take-it♡”

It was a world where rats were still very scary, but now I could trust and touch Devgrew.

Since I confirmed through the information window that Yan casts a cleansing magic every day, the possibility of the plague god returning is close to zero, and compared to what I’ve experienced so far, Devguru is a nobleman.

When I grabbed it between the armpits and lifted it up, the hanging figure was so cute.

Even when I gently stroked his hair in that state, he stayed still as if he liked it.

“Looking at it this way, the handled rats seem a bit cute…”

After touching the back and hair, this time, when I touched the soft chest and stomach, for some reason, he tilted his head back as if he was startled.

“Shoot!&*$%#$@%!$@!!!”

It’s okay in other places, but absolutely not as much as the chest and stomach.

I almost lost it due to the greater resistance than I thought, but when I grabbed it again and stroked it, the feeling of soft breasts and belly was fully conveyed.

“This… You might want to keep one… Oh, I missed it.”

Unknowingly, Dev Gru escaped from his grasp and ran out through the crack in the door, then disappeared.

Soft and chewy Devguru’s chest and belly… It was better than I thought.

When I went outside the door scratching his head, Jan stood there with a teary expression, his face dyed red for some reason.

“Ahhh…Ahh…”

And-

Pair!

A sharp spike hit his cheek.

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“Ugh what…”

Could it be a magical day? I was kicked out after being hit on the back a few more times by Yan’s temper for no reason.

A shadow was cast in front of me in that situation where I could not come out with only my clothes on.

When I looked up at him, I saw Raffy with a cold expression standing with his hands together.

“…Since when have you been waiting?”

“2 Hours and 28 minutes…29 Minutes.”

No, I waited in front of a pawnshop that might or might not come out on my mind.

“Because I am used to waiting. Compared to the saintess, it is within average.”

According to Rafi, once you enter the Tulip Exchange, you do not even go to the bathroom for an average of 7 hours and 32 minutes and scream and shout.

Gambling addiction is as serious as that.

“By the way, were you stung by a wasp somewhere?”

Raffy, whom I met in front of the pawnshop, was looking at my face with her shy expression.

I feel sorry for something.

“It felt like a wasp…”

I wonder where that strength came from in Yan’s slender arms, and his chin almost turned.

“Is it okay for a little while since you left? There is something you need to do about registering with the family before.”

“A family name?”

“Yes, starting today, Einheri will be registered as Rusalka’s sister. The paperwork has been prepared, and now, if you go through the process of restoring your status in the family, you will officially become Einheri Dvořák.”

“…Wasn’t that a joke?”

Out of nowhere, a family… No, an older sister appears.

My older sister is a tulip gift addict.

“The saintess is someone who never tells lies.”

“Really registered as a family?”

Raffy stared at my question and looked somewhat scared.

“… The saintess has her younger brother whom she lost about 10 years ago. She had the same blue hair as Ein Heri-sama. It would be okay for Einheri-sama to become a saintess and her family, just in case.”

I was about to ask why, but when I saw the back of Raffy’s gaze, I shut her mouth.

Eight stigmata.

Proof of adulthood.

“What do other family members say? Parents, for example…”

“The head of the Dvořák family is a saintess, and there are no members of the family left…”

Raffy, who was speechless for a moment, began to slowly move her steps, and I also started to follow her.

I don’t think I’ll be able to go into the pawnshop right now anyway, and besides, it wasn’t even open because it was a weekend.

She thinks she’s going for a walk.

“…But was that real? What’s the point of pairing a saint with a saint?”

“This is the prophecy of the goddess. [A child born to a saint who has overcome my ordeal will become a hero.] Opinions were divided on this. About 115 years ago, a person with stigmata appeared, but the age gap with the saintess at the time was too great.”

“Ah, it’s about the age difference. Well, if you can overcome it with love…”

“At the time, the adult with the stigma was 27 years old-“

“That’s enough…”

“Princess Seongnyeo was 86 years old.”

Kekek!

She got sick and ended up coughing up her cough.

No f*ck goddess, isn’t this completely gay?

There are degrees of packaging for love, but that crossed the line!

“If you think about that case, the current case is really close to a miracle.

I couldn’t resist the look of Raffy nodding her head.

Isn’t this much nicer than the 59-year-old forbidden love?

“Apart from that, can’t we just wrap it up like a cousin? I wonder if I can do just that…”

“Is Einheri the one who wants to marry Rusalka?”

“Yes?”

No, that’s why it goes that way.

”In the case of denominations, marriages between cousins are also permitted, although there are some differences depending on the theological interpretation.”

“Ah.”

“Even if stigmata are revealed, the identity of a younger brother is an appropriate choice to block it. It’s easy to get rid of, and above all… The saintess seemed to be in a good mood.”

I feel good.

Raffy stopped for a moment and looked at me with strange eyes.

“When she met Ein Heri for the first time, it was the first time that the saintess was so happy.”

“…”

“From now on, I’m just giving you this as a friend of Rusalka, not as the commander of the Knights Templar, Raffy Midnight.”

“Are you friends…”

“Does Einheri know why Rusalka became a saint?”

“Hmm… I prayed hard to the goddess…?”

“Wrong. She became a saint only because the goddess gave an oracle like that.”

A child who bursts into tears on a set date, in a set place, set circumstances, set people, set appearance, and exactly set.

So Rusalka said she became a saint.

Without a single opinion or thought on my own.

Even when she is still, the miracle of the goddess explodes around her, and the intention of the goddess comes out in every small action.

The will of the goddess was reflected in her clothes, shoes, food, every action, every footstep, and every word.

A world where everything is known and everything is done according to the will of the goddess.

A planned life that moves according to the script

It’s safe to say that I received a curse rather than a blessing that I already knew what would happen, and it just slowly flowed on a very boring rail.

She It was a life that did not reflect a single penny of her own will.

“When referring to it, others often say this about Rusalka, the life of the saintess, and her abilities.”

Raffy muttered quietly.

“[Foresight].”

At those words, Rusalka, who gambled on tulips, flashed by.

She must have known all of these things. Even if the fact that she already knew whether the tulips would rise or fall was reproduced, it would only repeat boredom.

Gambling purely for fun, not for money.

Come to think of it, Rusalka’s actions were definitely exaggerated.

If money was the goal, it would have been better to just proceed quietly and without saying anything to anyone.

But Rusalka did the opposite, shouting at everyone to follow her.

If she wasn’t acting like that, maybe she did it because she wasn’t interested anymore.

“It was already planned for the saintess to go to the exchange and leave it alone. Even winning or losing money there is only a definite future in the world the saintess sees.”

[Nemesis Goddess Pick＜ B＞ Go away!]

“However, Einheri, you are the only thing in the life of such a saint that I have not foreseen. Do you remember her oracle?”

Did I hit the goddess on the head? What is she? Does she perform twelve tasks?

“Because the future was originally set for her to kneel there and ask the goddess for her forgiveness. But I was wrong.”

She twisted the future and cursed at the goddess to f*ck her.

“It was also unexpected that Einheri had stigmata. Perhaps she was an unfamiliar sensation even to the saintess. Not only did things not happen as planned, but even stigmata that shouldn’t have happened… Because unexpected things happened one after another.”

She shattered her future foreknowledge, but now she knew why Rusalka liked her with her smile.

A person I met for the first time in my life, who does not take action according to the word of the goddess, but wholly expresses her will.

Because foresight is useless.

“After that, the saintess’ future foresight began to waver. After she met Ein Heri, everything else started to flow unexpectedly. The future foreknowledge that she has experienced throughout her life is constantly changing and twisted, so please don’t hate her too much even if she is mischievous from time to time. Rusalka is just doing it because she’s not used to it, because she’s lonely, because she wants to lean on her.”

She couldn’t say anything.

“And she said one more thing, she said not to tell the saintess…”

Suddenly, my ears perked up.

Gossip, this is gossip, right?

“Why did the saintess consider her relationship with Einheri to be her family rather than another person, as her immediate younger brother rather than her cousin? Do you know the real reason for trying to deny the trust?”

“Uh…No?”

At my words, Raffy had a slightly smiling expression on her face.

“In the not-too-distant future, the two of you…”

I shouldn’t have listened.

“Because the future of getting married was predicted.”