Accidentally Becoming a Great Prophet?!

Blue Flower Yeom A-yun.

An S-rank superhuman famous as a martial artist handling blue flames.

A superhuman with a somewhat fiery and slightly tomboyish style, unlike her blue flames which are said to be beautiful in a way.

Although she had always lived with an overflowing confident attitude, she felt a bit uncomfortable doing so in this matter.

She had come directly, saying bluntly that how could they hand over the entire Korean underworld to an F-rank superhuman who suddenly popped up, no, speaking of superhuman, he’s not even a superhuman but an ordinary person if you think about it, and that it’s not even capable, is this even something that makes sense…

But he has a deep connection with Independent Demon to the extent that Independent Demon gifted him a house,

He has S-rank superhumans as subordinates, not just that but the famous Flower Sword among the Three Great Sword Saints, and Lawless Zone, and Lady Bullet, the sniper who made a name for herself in places like China and Russia, and even Yeondal-gi, Korea’s newly emerged 6th S-rank superhuman, is said to be his subordinate.

He’s also the owner of a strange orb artifact that speaks and feels extraordinary,

He has deep connections with 4 of Korea’s S-rank superhumans…

And thanks to someone who came in late, she belatedly realized that he’s even close friends with Hati Eri, the owner of that ‘Vargr Fang’…

‘Uh, oh? Did I touch something I shouldn’t have??’

It was like a situation where she had confidently stepped forward saying what’s so scary about a bug in front of the house, only to touch a wasp’s nest.

To describe Yeom A-yun’s current feelings more precisely… Isn’t it like the feeling of falling into a trap while just walking without any particular thought?

It seemed like a black uncle holding a card was grinning somewhere.

In this situation, one might think of something like a figurehead or puppet, but rather, coming to see directly, she could tell well that it wasn’t the case. It was something you could tell when seeing directly whether they were deceiving or sincerely following and serving.

Anyway, Yeom A-yun, who had come to realize the hidden truth, felt cold sweat flowing due to tension.

‘Damn… I think I really came to the wrong place… At this rate, I might end up cut into 16 pieces and sunk in the sea…!!’

Even if the guys around here or the Korean S-rank friends might not, Independent Demon or Vargr were definitely crazy enough to do that. They’re also tremendously strong.

Although Yeom A-yun had quite a temper, she was almost like an innocent student compared to dangerous superhumans like Independent Demon or Vargr.

No, honestly, how could she boast her own temper in front of a crazy person who beats up S-rank superhumans because he doesn’t like their faces and comes back, or a lunatic who occasionally sticks poison tea directly into S-rank superhumans’ necks when he’s bored? That would be asking to be killed…

There probably aren’t many people in the world who are that temperamental and strong.

Moreover, these days there were even strange rumors circulating about Independent Demon.

As such, Yeom A-yun, who was overly nervous, couldn’t rashly open her mouth and looked at the big shot fortune teller, Dam Han-ul, in front of her with eyes full of tension.

‘Oh geez, if you have complaints, why don’t you just say it instead of glaring at me so scarily…?’

And actually, in the eyes of Dam Han-ul who was receiving that gaze head-on, it looked not like she was nervous but like she was trying to eat him, so he was half nervous and half scared and couldn’t open his mouth carelessly.

‘Aish, why aren’t you talking?! The longer the silence, the more nervous I get…!!’

‘Kuung… Why are you making it more uncomfortable by not talking?! You came directly saying you had something to say!! I already know your purpose from what I heard, so just speak straightforwardly…!!’

While this uncomfortable silence was getting longer as they misunderstood each other… Finally, Yeom A-yun, who couldn’t stand it anymore, took the lead.

“Aaargh! This is really annoying! You, fortune teller!! Do you really think it makes sense for you alone to gobble up the entire Korean underworld…”

She had risen from her seat, put her foot on the table boldly, and was speaking straightforwardly, but unfortunately, she couldn’t finish her words.

Sreung!

“Hmm?”

Click! Click!

“Let me see… Somewhere good to shoot…”

Kwaaang!

“Ah~ Why do I feel like having the liver of a superhuman who handles flames today…?”

Pajijik!!

[……]

That’s because the people nearby, who saw it as a much better situation for Dam Han-ul, whom they follow, to be given the Korean underworld, applied some pressure.

They were all great experts, and they didn’t even seem to be all below her, and coincidentally, they were positioned to surround Yeom A-yun.

Moreover, instinctively realizing that Dam Han-ul would be uncomfortable if he saw this, they, befitting S-rank superhumans, threatened with secret killing intent and murmurs that only Yeom A-yun, an S-rank superhuman, could detect, from places where Dam Han-ul’s gaze, narrowed from tension, couldn’t reach, and Yeom A-yun, who broke out in cold sweat again, lowered her tail without even finishing her words.

“Th…thought… Yeah, you could think that… Um…! It seems you actually have the skills too…? Ha…hahah!”

Unlike how she had boldly risen from her seat, Yeom A-yun politely pulled the chair back and sat comfortably, laughing awkwardly as she answered like that.

No matter how tomboyish or fierce her temper was… Well, life was most important after all. In the current situation… If she acted recklessly once, the reality of her neck being chopped off the moment she stepped out of here would become true.

As someone who’s an S-rank and the owner of one of the top 10 guilds, Yeom A-yun was a person who could eat such a meal of reading the atmosphere.

“???”

Ah, of course, Dam Han-ul is a person who can’t eat such a meal of reading the atmosphere. Although he’s terrifyingly good at fortune-telling, he thinks of himself as an ordinary citizen, so…

He did turn around to look behind because it seemed like something flashed and Yeom A-yun’s attitude changed suddenly…

[You might feel embarrassed if you stare so intently.]

“…Huh, the crystal ball??”

But there was no particular gain.

“Tsk, did I see wrong…”

Anyway, despite that, Yeom A-yun is Yeom A-yun! A refreshing superhuman who likes to say what needs to be said!

“N-no! No matter what, this isn’t…”

Sreung!!

“Hmm… Is there a bug flying around?”

Click! Click!!

“Ah, it would be right to shoot bugs quickly, wouldn’t it?”

Hwrreuk!!

“Come to think of it, it might taste better grilled?”

Kureung!!

[……!!]

“It doesn’t seem like it’s not right!! Hahaha! I understand well now that I’ve seen directly! You’re indeed the best candidate?!”

This time too, before she could finish her words, strong pressure disguised as threats came rushing in… Yeom A-yun, who was trying to raise her last bit of self-esteem, completely sank and surrendered in front of the high wall of reality!

“Uh… No, I think I’m very lacking…”

“No, no!! You’re the best candidate!! You’re perfect!! Even if you can’t do it, you have your capable subordinates…”

“…??”

No, how can her attitude change so drastically all of a sudden?? This is a bit strange?? But I only have suspicions so I can’t do anything…!!

Damn it…!! I was tense but I thought I might be able to throw away that burdensome position using this as an excuse…!! It’s become completely impossible… Damn it.

Anyway, as the person I had slightly trusted sank without being able to do anything, I sighed deeply and sat deeply in the chair.

“Yes… I see… I understand your opinion well. And well, since this is also a connection and you’ve come here… I’ll give you a light fortune-telling.”

Haah… It seems there’s no answer to this either… I’ll just have to resign myself and accept it.

“Huh? Fortune-telling? What kind of fortune-telling??”

“Just a light fortune-telling about whether there might be any danger in the near future… Something like that??”

“…That doesn’t sound light at all, but that’s just my imagination, right??”

Regardless of what Yeom A-yun said, I, who was already slightly disappointed in her, looked into her face.

It’s to lightly see her physiognomy.

“Hmm, let’s see… Your name is Yeom A-yun. Your parents are alive and well… They’re living in luxury?”

Well, let’s skip these miscellaneous things…

“When you were 11 years old, on March 19th at around 9:21 PM, you stepped on a Lego you were playing with quite properly? You also rolled around holding your foot at that time…”

“Uh, huh?? Th-that’s something only my parents know, how did you…”

No, how did he know even the date and time that even Yeom A-yun herself had forgotten?!

“On July 24th when you were 13, during the vacation, there was a time when you were alone… At that time, you confidently tried to make kimchi fried rice by yourself, but you immediately cut yourself with a knife and screamed in surprise, spilling all the kimchi you had put on the cutting board, and your instep was also hit by the fallen cutting board? Fortunately, you didn’t drop the knife.”

“Wuaak!! St-stop!!”

While Yeom A-yun was shocked and freaking out from the sudden exposure of childhood black history, Dam Han-ul, who had shaken her mentality like that, smoothly moved on to the future part like a snake crossing a wall.

“And in the near future… Well, you shouldn’t have any particular danger, but instead, in a few days around 3 PM, you’ll crave ice cream and buy one from the neighborhood mart, and while eating and walking, you’ll trip on a stone and lose the ice cream you had licked exactly twice, which will be a disaster.”

“That’s quite a trivial crisis… I’ll remember it… I already understand well that your ability is amazing…”

After hearing my words like that, Yeom A-yun rose from her seat.

Is it my imagination that Yeom A-yun, who rose from her seat, looks like she aged about 10 years compared to when she first came in?

“Anyway, do well on your own… I don’t want to be on bad terms with you now… I’ll contact you later.”

“Oh, yes. Have a safe trip home?”

Anyway, like that, even Yeom A-yun, who looked extremely tired, cast a vote of approval and trudged out… and I became the undisputed owner of South Korea’s underworld.

…Damn it.