Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 82

Drip—

Drip—

The surroundings are strangely quiet.

Thanks to that, it’s nice to be able to focus.

‘How should I handle the prophet coming-out…’

I still don’t quite grasp being a prophet.

Prophets never even appeared in the original, and prescients and foreseers only showed up very briefly.

But I know a bit about fortune-tellers.

I visited fortune-teller shops a few times in my past life.

What makes a trustworthy fortune-teller?

‘Word of mouth is everything!’

It’s more credible when customers say ‘That place is legit! They’re spot-on!’ than when the fortune-teller directly says ‘My readings are accurate!’

In other words, I need shills.

Word of mouth works best when it gains momentum, so I need to schedule the most difficult person last.

So Ki Hyeonmin is the final order.

Drip—

Drip—

One more thing.

There’s an absolute line I must not cross.

I must not say with my own mouth that ‘I have prophet skills.’

I’ll cosplay as a prophet, but I must not claim to be the real thing.

‘Because that won’t benefit me at all.’

Prophets never appeared in the original until the end… but honestly, with the plot twisted this much, there’s no guarantee the real one won’t show up.

I need an escape route just in case.

Plus, the futures I predict have a high chance of getting twisted. In reality, I didn’t know a single thing that would happen today.

I need to leave room for being wrong sometimes.

To summarize… I need to become a fortune-teller who claims ‘I haven’t received divine calling yet, but I can read futures. However, my readings can be wrong sometimes or right sometimes.’

If I explain this setting with my own mouth in detail, the trust level drops.

So I need to borrow someone else’s mouth.

Then whose mouth should I borrow?

Driiip—

Driiiiip—

The IV fluid is almost completely drained.

It’s time now.

Let’s not wait and move first!

‘!!!’

I opened my closed eyes, and as luck would have it, I made eye contact with Ki Hyeonmin first. I hurriedly turned my head and gestured to Seong Hayul.

“Hayul, tha—”

“Can’t hear you. What?”

Since I made my voice small, Seong Hayul approached from a distance.

My precious helper who will assist with today’s prophet coming-out.

“Thank you. For giving me such precious medicine.”

“No, well… you also worked hard in your own way.”

She’s trying hard to sound gruff, but Seong Hayul’s face is full of confusion.

She’s someone who values common sense, but today all common sense got overturned. And every time, it was none other than Yeon Sora who sounded the warning bells.

Seong Hayul must also have lots of questions to ask me right now.

Right now, I need to draw out those questions immediately.

“Are you hurt anywhere, Hayul?”

“I’m not.”

“Thank goodness! As expected, it really was a false dream…”

I let out a deep sigh of relief, whoooosh.

At this point, she’s dying to know about what I said earlier. The words ‘you’ll die if you get separated from me.’

After a brief silence, Seong Hayul spoke.

“That dream… what kind of dream was it?”

“Dream? A dream… a dream… Don’t worry about it. It’s just a false dream…”

When I answered with a gloomy face, Seong Hayul began the interrogation.

“How can I not worry? You said it, that you dreamed Park Rahee would die if she got three steps away from you.”

“Rahee didn’t die.”

“But you also said the location was a desert with many oases, right? That monsters would appear in droves if separated from you and she’d suffer misfortune?”

“……”

“And you… you said you saw your new skill awakening in a dream too, right?”

“……”

“How did you notice Park Rahee’s bug? Did you see that in a dream too?”

“……”

“You, the fact that you brought the Drone Eye ahead of time knowing the TAs would also get hit by the bug—is that from a dream?”

“……”

“How did you know the location where the TA took Park Rahee?”

“……”

“How did you know dead people would get up?”

“……”

Seong Hayul kindly listed my achievements for me. I’m exercising the right to remain silent.

Frustrated, Seong Hayul gripped my clothes tightly and started shaking me quite roughly.

“What! Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“I told you, they’re just dreams.”

“But they really happened! Why is that!”

“I don’t know either!”

“How can you not know!”

“I really don’t know what to do about not knowing! Sometimes what I dream really happens! But most times it doesn’t! I don’t know what’s what either!”

“You, the reason you kept acting like a crazy woman today was also because of that?”

“I had to stop it just in case, what else could I do!”

“Why didn’t you say anything!”

“How am I supposed to say this! Who would believe it!”

“You said I’d die too, right? Did that also come from a dream? Why do you only dream such unlucky things about me!”

“It’s not just your dream that I had—everyone here appeared in my dreams!”

Somehow the atmosphere heated up and turned into a shouting match.

Taking this opportunity, I casually turned my gaze and saw that all my precious biases were absorbed in this match.

‘Is the groundwork laid at this level?’

I successfully transmitted Yeon Sora’s prophet setting.

She dreams of the future, but sometimes it’s right and sometimes it’s wrong. Even Yeon Sora herself doesn’t know what’s real. But to just dismiss them as false dreams feels too accurate, making it oddly unsettling.

I succeeded in sharing this ambiguous setting.

What’s important here is the fact that I denied this setting.

As Gyeon Junhwi says, when conveying facts that are hard to believe, borrow someone else’s mouth!

When two opposing claims go back and forth, humans instinctively take one side. And they come to trust people who make the same claim as themselves.

Regarding Yeon Sora’s vague prophet ability, I’m in charge of ‘There’s no way this is real!’ while Seong Hayul handles ‘There’s no way this is coincidence!’

Theoretically, people who don’t believe in this ability will actually trust me more.

The audience reaction is… hmm, I’m not sure.

“S-Sora… you dream of the future? A-as expected, you’re a g-genius!”

“So… that’s what it was?”

Han Boram is clasping her hands together with sparkling eyes.

Yeom Juwan has an expression trying hard to believe.

Gyeon Junhwi seems oddly reality-checked, and Ki Hyeonmin has sans-serif-font lips. (+) ^[1] TLN: I think, I was using “gothic font” in the previous chapters. The reality is that, this is my first time knowing this, when Koreans talking about “고딕체 (godik-che)” they almost always usually means the “sans-serif font” NOT “gothic font.” I should’ve researched this earlier. The same with “old-style font.” It should’ve been “gungsuh font” since I would expect that the Author means this one, the one that comes from Microsoft. You can search the style on Google, but for simple explanation, our MC when she talks about “sans-serif font lips” means that it just straight lips, no smile. And for “gungsuh font lips” usually means slight grin. Specifically the edge of his lips slightly upturned. Just slightly.

Meanwhile, Seong Hayul started round 2 of shaking Yeon Sora.

“I’ll believe you, so tell me! Your dream!”

“Fine! Fine!”

After declaring surrender, I opened my mouth once the dizziness subsided.

“You attract countless monsters… mmph!”

But mid-sentence, Seong Hayul covered my mouth. She panicked right before I spilled the monster magnet secret.

“Mmph mmph mmph?”

“How can you say it here!”

“Mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph?”

“What if it’s real? That’s invasion of privacy!”

How did she understand this?

For reference, what I said was ‘You told me to tell you?’ and ‘My dream might not be real, you know?’

Not only did she understand this perfectly, but she can even communicate.

“O-over there! Let’s talk over there!”

At Seong Hayul’s fingertips was naturally that thing.

That’s right.

This cabin is a two-room.

As expected, the prestige of a two-room was tremendous.

* * *

The ‘Gatekeeper of Hell’ cabins exist throughout the Tower. They’re always present in settings related to hell in folklore or mythology.

According to academic theory, Gatekeepers of Hell work in pairs taking shifts, and the off-duty person must absolutely maintain their sleep schedule.

What does that mean?

The bedroom soundproofing is perfect.

A perfect soundproofing system where you wouldn’t hear even if monsters crawled up from hell! In that perfectly soundproofed bedroom, I conveyed prophecies to Seong Hayul.

“In my dream, you had a constitution that summons monsters. Like a magnet attracting monsters, and you were afraid of becoming monster food if you couldn’t control that ability. So you used strange potions to bewitch people and stationed strong people around you.”

I just explained the basic setting without predicting any future, but Seong Hayul turned pale as a blank sheet.

“You… h-how!”

“Is it real?”

“N-no!”

While trembling, she says no.

It’s an ability she already used when hunting Deathworms and eliminating djinn. It’s already been verified.

“Then why didn’t you accept it?”

“What?”

“N-nothing!”

Not accept what… oh, the potion?

The first potion Seong Hayul gave me seemed suspicious, so I just hoarded it in my inventory, and after that I always requested for a taste test for any orally consumed potions.

That must be bothering her.

“And is there more?”

“This is also a pretty horrible dream… can I really tell you?”

“Tell me!”

“In my dream… if you tell anyone other than the team members here about the fact that ‘Yeon Sora’s dreams sometimes become reality,’ you die the next day.”

“……”

“I don’t really mind if people know about me… but the method of death was so horrible that I recommend not doing it if possible.”

This is a prophecy I added on the spot for security. It would be troublesome if Seong Hayul went around blabbing ‘Yeon Sora dreams of the future’ everywhere.

The fact that Yeon Sora is legit should be a secret shared only within our family circle.

But asking Seong Hayul to ‘keep the secret for someone else’s sake’ won’t work at all. In the original, she committed big and small betrayals several times for her own benefit.

So I’ve set up a kind of safety device linking Yeon Sora’s secret to Seong Hayul’s survival.

“A-and what else?”

“What else?”

I was thinking of ending here and going out, but Seong Hayul’s eyes are too desperate. It bothers me for some reason.

‘Should I throw in one real prophecy?’

After being stuck together all day, Seong Hayul doesn’t seem like such a bad person. With no followers around, there’s no pretense, no political games, and though she’s a bit loud, her front and back were exactly the same.

I was genuinely surprised when she ran carrying Park Rahee on her back despite being in mortal danger herself, and it was unexpected how generously she distributed precious potions everywhere.

She was an unpleasant character in the original… but maybe she’s experiencing a positive butterfly effect.

I need to be careful because of her past, but I can’t define this child’s future by her past alone.

So I decided to slip in one real prophecy too.

“If you go to the 25th floor without Gyeon Junhwi, you’ll die.”

This isn’t a lie.

On the 25th floor, there’s a bug that forcibly activates Seong Hayul’s monster magnet.

Even if I forget, she needs to remember to avoid an early death.

“Another… death… dying…”

Seong Hayul’s pupils are shaking like crazy.

She’s experienced life-or-death crises once or twice before, but why is she reacting so freshly…

‘Well, I was like that at first too.’

I think I was quite shaken by my first early death too.

Even though I had no particular attachment to life, when told I’d die in six months, something inside me churned like crazy.

When your whole world turns upside down like that, what you need is solid roots.

No matter what storm rages, no matter what crisis strikes, no matter what enemy comes… even if branches are severed, leaves fall, and the trunk is cut in half…

As long as there are many roots firmly intertwined below ground, you can somehow endure. With just those, even death isn’t frightening.

“Always stick with Gyeon Junhwi.”

I wrapped up the prophecy session with Seong Hayul and grabbed the door handle.

‘Right! Next phase!’

Now it’s the word-of-mouth phase!

If things go as I expected, Gyeon Junhwi will have somehow secured the next spot.

While I have a whispering session with Junhwi, Han Boram will ask Seong Hayul various questions, right? Seong Hayul’s reaction will show ‘This place is legit!’, and that way Ki Hyeonmin will come to trust this mysterious fortune-teller shop a bit more!

But this expectation was cleanly shattered.

“S-Sora! It’s my turn next!”

The next customer waiting was Han Boram.

“I-I also want to know my future! G-Gyeon Junhwi, Ki Hyeonmin, and Yeom Juwan said they don’t need it!”

• 1. TLN: I think, I was using “gothic font” in the previous chapters. The reality is that, this is my first time knowing this, when Koreans talking about “고딕체 (godik-che)” they almost always usually means the “sans-serif font” NOT “gothic font.” I should’ve researched this earlier. The same with “old-style font.” It should’ve been “gungsuh font” since I would expect that the Author means this one, the one that comes from Microsoft. You can search the style on Google, but for simple explanation, our MC when she talks about “sans-serif font lips” means that it just straight lips, no smile. And for “gungsuh font lips” usually means slight grin. Specifically the edge of his lips slightly upturned. Just slightly.