A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 267

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Their fathers were the best of friends, but Arsian Sefra and I had virtually no connection. We barely knew each other by sight.
And perhaps that was only from my perspective. Arsian Sefra was someone who showed no interest in my existence whatsoever.
‘No, wait. Wasn’t he like that with everyone?’
I’d seen him occasionally at the Academy, but we’d never once exchanged a proper glance. So why was he here now?
If Dorman hadn’t rushed to explain, I might have screamed just at his sudden appearance.
‘And what is this affection level, anyway…?’
System
Name: Arsian Sefra
Intimacy: 98/100
Affection: 100/100
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This statistic is currently not applicable. ٩( ᐛ )و
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‘100? How is this possible?’
If affection was at 100, wasn’t it already over?
Yet what caught my eye immediately was another alarm displayed on the system window.
‘It’s currently not being applied.’
Probably because Arsian Sefra knew that I wasn’t really Camilla.
‘N-No, don’t be surprised! Arsian already knows! Camilla told him first, before she left.’
According to Dorman, Arsian Sefra also knew everything about how our souls had switched and all the complications that followed.
‘Even though our appearances are the same, Arsian will recognize the difference immediately.’
Since there was precedent, Camilla hadn’t forgotten to leave Arsian Sefra with a warning before summoning Issia.
‘So you absolutely cannot mistreat her by calling her fake or anything like that.’
‘…Understood.’
‘I’m serious.’
‘When are you coming back?’
‘Me?’
‘You are coming back, right?’
‘Of course.’
‘…Then that’s fine.’
Arsian Sefra, who already understood Camilla’s situation to some degree when dealing with the Church Leader of the Eba Cult, had apparently accepted her decision more easily than expected.
“Why are you out here with me?”
“I wanted to see the sights.”
“In this cold?”
Arsian Sefra’s brow twitched slightly. With a tsk, he clicked his tongue and carefully buttoned up my coat once more.
“You’ll catch a cold.”
“…”
Issia gazed at him silently, then smiled faintly.
“Camilla is lucky.”
“Lucky how?”
“I’m grateful to have someone by my side who worries about me like this.”
Arshian Sefra’s hand, which had been fastening my buttons, suddenly stilled. His voice, which had been fixed on me, dropped even lower.
“Don’t covet it.”
“Pardon?”
“It’s not your place.”
With those words, Arshian Sefra finished buttoning me up. Only after seeing me bundled up tightly did he step back with what seemed like satisfaction.
“…Sigh.”
Sia, looking at him as if exasperated, spoke in a slightly sulky tone.
“I wouldn’t take it even if you offered.”
Watching these people shower Camilla with boundless affection and familiarity, I could only think one thing.
How fortunate.
‘Jealousy? Resentment?’
I felt none of those emotions whatsoever. I simply reaffirmed my conviction once more.
Ah, this truly isn’t my place. Yes, how fortunate it was to return to my original world.
That certainty only grew stronger.
“I have people in that other world who care for me deeply too.”
There’s Hyunseok, and Jihyun, and also Sihyun… Wait? Why am I thinking of Sihyun here?
“Then that’s fortunate.”
Arshian Sefra dismissed my words indifferently. His attitude was so infuriating that I pouted.
“I’m going to tell Camilla everything.”
“…What?”
His expression, which had remained expressionless—no, frigid—finally cracked for the first time.
“I’m going to write her a letter saying how you’ve been terribly harsh and cruel to me.”
“When have I ever been harsh or cruel to you?”
“What would you know? If I write that it happened, then it did.”
“Hey.”
Watching Arshian Sefra genuinely flustered, I laughed inwardly.
He reacted so dramatically to just this much pouting. Affection of 100 really isn’t just 100.
“You’re not actually going to say anything, right?”
“Ah, it’s cold. I should go inside.”
“Hey.”
Leaving the flustered Arshian Sefra behind, I departed swiftly with a faint smile on my lips.
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“Petro, what are you doing after class?”
“I have an appointment.”
“Really? I was thinking we could go to the Bookstore together.”
“Next time.”
Petro Jebillen, surrounded by numerous people as usual, moved forward with his characteristic gentle smile playing at his lips.
“By the way, it seems the young lady of Sorpel didn’t come today either.”
“Is she unwell again?”
“I heard she’s been busy with work?”
People had begun gossiping about Camilla, who had become one of the figures at the center of attention.
She appeared in every major and minor incident that had occurred recently, and people showed endless interest in her. Even trivial details of her daily life that didn’t involve the Academy became fodder for conversation among them.
“Apparently she acquired another Diamond Mine this time?”
“Isn’t that amazing?”
“They say she was born with fortune in wealth.”
Petro simply smiled faintly as he listened to his friends’ conversation.
Whether before or now, he rarely joined in discussions centered on Camilla.
Yet precisely because of this, there was something he felt all the more clearly. For instance, the fact that previously negative remarks had been the overwhelming majority, but now the comments were mostly admiring in tone.
And if there was a change to be noted, it was that his heart felt oddly pleased at this sight.
“Hmm?”
Petro, who had been walking quietly, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
“Petro? What’s wrong?”
“…No, I just felt someone’s gaze.”
Petro scanned his surroundings repeatedly. There had definitely seemed to be someone there just a moment ago.
But no matter how hard he looked, he could find no trace of anyone.
“Ha, it’s probably just some young lady from somewhere watching you secretly.”
“As if that’s anything new?”
His friends laughed softly at Petro’s reaction.
Petro chuckled lightly at their words, scanned his surroundings one more time, and then resumed walking.
“Hey, didn’t I tell you to be careful?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Not far from where Petro had disappeared, there was someone whose brow remained furrowed—none other than Arshian.
Sia was nestled in his arms.
“I was just going to take a quick look at his face.”
Sia offered excuses, feeling inexplicably embarrassed and apologetic.
“I really was just going to leave right away.”
“You almost got caught.”
“I’m sorry…”
Despite her apology, Arshian still refused to relax his furrowed brow.
“Why? Do you still have feelings for that guy?”
“No, no!”
“Then why did you come to see him?”
Petro was equally sharp when it came to matters concerning Camilla.
Just as he had during the fake Lania incident before, he had immediately recognized her when he encountered the recently changed Camilla.
What if Petro discovered the fact that a different soul now inhabited Camilla’s body?
That was why he had warned Sia in advance—never to reveal herself in front of Petro.
“I told you not to show up at the Academy either. Have you already forgotten?”
“No.”
“If you get caught, what excuse will you make? Are you planning to confess everything to that guy?”
“….”
At Arshian Sefra’s reproach, Sia closed her mouth without even attempting an excuse.
He was right—this was indeed her mistake. She shouldn’t have created such an awkward situation for Camilla to return to.
‘It’s just….’
She simply wanted to see him one last time before leaving.
After all, he had been the one she yearned for affection from when living Camilla’s life.
The memories of crying and laughing at his every gesture, at his tender words, remained vivid even now.
‘But that’s strange.’
Even watching him from a distance, her heart felt surprisingly calm.
She had expected trembling, aching pain, that familiar bittersweet sting—yet it didn’t come. Instead, she felt oddly composed.
Just a faint wistfulness, perhaps? Like retrieving a fragment of an old memory.
“Ha.”
Sia let out a short laugh as she watched Petro Jebillen disappear into the distance.
The moment he sensed her presence and turned around, Arshian Sefra enveloped her in his aura and swiftly pulled her away from the spot.
Without his intervention, the situation would have become truly awkward.
‘Still, I’m glad I came.’
The presence that had lingered as a dull ache in her heart all this time now felt strangely blurred after facing it directly like this.
‘Seeing that confirms it even more.’
System
Name: Petro Jebillen
Intimacy: 72/100
Affection: 81/100
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Affection Decreasing ٩( ᐛ )و
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