A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 335

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‘…Why does it feel like I can see a tail?’
A large puppy that had received praise kept trying to come to mind, and I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as well.
‘Anyway, no matter where you go, rude customers are always a problem.’
Watching the Cafe Worker head toward the Lounge, still seeming quite shaken by what had just happened, I clicked my tongue lightly.
‘I wonder if Dorman is doing well.’
Seeing the rude customer made me suddenly worry about my Cafe that I’d left in Dorman’s care.
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Boom crash!
“Ugh….”
A man came tumbling out of the Cafe like a rolling ball.
The man in his late twenties had his face rapidly swelling red as if he’d been beaten by someone.
“Pay up.”
“Y-you! Do you know who I am….”
Whoosh!
“Eek!”
The man, who had been sitting on the ground shouting at the top of his lungs, suddenly caught sight of a foot flying rapidly toward his face and gasped in horror.
He’d already been sent flying by that same kick just moments before.
“Seems you didn’t get hit enough.”
Gulp.
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily as the foot stopped just inches from his face.
“Pay up now.”
“W-what are you talking about!”
“The cost of the cup you damaged. You threw it and broke it just now, didn’t you? We don’t use cheap dishes at our Cafe. One cup costs 2 gold. With cleaning fees included, that’ll be 3 gold.”
Meari spoke calmly without lowering her extended leg, maintaining her balance on one foot without the slightest wobble.
“W-why should I pay cleaning fees!”
“Because you made the mess, of course you should pay. Or you can clean it up yourself before you leave.”
“Cleaning fees for just 1 gold… Eek!”
The foot that had been inches away drew even closer.
“Our Agency President said so.”
“W-what?”
“When rude customers come in, extract every last bit of compensation, including emotional damages. You were hitting on our sister just now, weren’t you? Should I collect that emotional damage compensation too?”
The man had come into the Cafe earlier and openly hit on Laila.
When she didn’t reciprocate, he broke a cup and caused a scene, got hit by Meari, and was thrown out.
“You want emotional damage compensation too? I’d say we need at least 100 gold. Look how terrified our sister is right now.”
“Ugh….”
The man’s Adam’s apple moved heavily again. Then he fumbled in his pocket, pulled out money, and handed it to Meari.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Ugh….”
Only then did the leg that had been stretched out to touch his nose lower.
Then, as if no effort had been exerted at all, she bowed her head respectfully.
“If you come back next time, I’ll snap your legs clean off. Feel free to visit whenever you need.”
…Of course, the words themselves were anything but polite.
“Ugh.”
The man fled the scene like a coward.
“Here’s the bill for the broken fixtures and cleaning.”
After dealing with the man, Meari returned to the cafe and handed the money she’d received to Laila, then quickly began cleaning up the mess inside the shop.
“Yeah, good work.”
Laila casually pocketed the money and placed it in the cafe’s safe, then resumed arranging the desserts on display.
“…You know.”
There was only one person watching Meari and Laila with such unwavering intensity—Dorman, whose eyes trembled ceaselessly.
“Our sister’s really tough, isn’t she?”
There was a time when she couldn’t even bear to pluck a single flower.
Every time Meari personally dealt with a rude customer at the cafe, Dorman would flinch. By now, he should have grown used to it.
“How did our sister become such a tough woman?”
“….”
Listening to Dorman’s words, Habel drained the drink in front of him in one long gulp.
‘She’s similar.’
To Dorman, my senior.
Did he know? That the thing the younger Reapers most admired and feared was none other than Dorman himself.
‘The way she politely tears apart her opponent without mercy—it’s exactly like Senior Dorman.’
Reaper Habel had much he wanted to say, but he simply kept quiet and continued drinking.
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“You were right, Cheon Bosal.”
A man who appeared to be in his early fifties let out a heavy sigh repeatedly, his expression grave.
Facing him was a middle-aged woman in her late fifties.
“I’ve heard the general details.”
“She nearly suffered a terrible accident at the Film Set.”
“My goodness.”
“Sigh.”
“Chairman Choi must have been quite shocked.”
“As you know, she’s my only daughter, born late in life.”
“I know. Haven’t I been watching over Mari since she was very young?”
The woman called Cheon Bosal smiled faintly and nodded.
“I told you then as well. Mari was born carrying a curse that draws misfortune.”
“…Yes, you did.”
Chairman Choi sighed deeply once more at Cheon Bosal’s words. His daughter had suffered from frequent, inexplicable illnesses since childhood.
Even when taken to the hospital, the doctors found nothing wrong. He’d wondered if it was psychological, but that wasn’t it either.
The last person he’d sought out for his daughter, who cried every day claiming she was ill and couldn’t sleep properly, was Cheon Bosal.
Cheon Bosal, with whom he’d maintained a connection through business dealings over the years, had clicked her tongue the moment she saw his daughter, Mari.
‘She carries a very powerful curse indeed.’
‘A curse?!’
‘For now, it merely afflicts the body with pain, but later it will invite catastrophe or endanger those around her.’
‘…!’
When I first heard those words, I was skeptical. A curse? In my business dealings, I’d occasionally benefited from auspicious timing, but I’d never been a true believer.
‘For now, I’ll provide you with a talisman as a temporary measure.’
‘A talisman?’
‘Yes. It will temporarily bind the curse that has attached itself to your child.’
‘Make it for her. Money is no object!’
‘Understood.’
I decided to trust Cheon Bosal’s creation and had my child wear the talisman she’d made. Yet to my astonishment, the child who had been crying and suffering in agony stopped her wailing entirely from that very day!
For the first time, I witnessed my daughter neither fussing nor waking once during long stretches of sleep. From that moment forward, Chairman Choi believed every word Cheon Bosal uttered.
“The talisman no longer works, does it?”
“As I mentioned before, the talisman is merely a temporary measure.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
I had to periodically obtain new talismans from her for my daughter. Without them, the unexplained ailments would return.
It cost an astronomical sum, but if it meant sparing my daughter from suffering, no amount of money mattered.
As my child grew older, the symptoms intensified, making Cheon Bosal’s talismans as vital as a lifeline.
Yet recently, my daughter nearly suffered a grave accident. While filming a drama as an actress, a set collapsed on the Film Set, and she was injured.
Fortunately, the injuries weren’t severe, but seeing my daughter arrive with a wounded forehead left me stunned. And for good reason—Cheon Bosal had warned me of this.
“When the talisman’s power wanes, accidents will befall those around her without end.”
She had said that once the talisman could no longer contain the curse, it would endanger not only my daughter’s life but the lives of those nearby as well.
Upon learning of this recent accident, Chairman Choi became certain that the time had come.
The cause of the set’s collapse couldn’t be determined. Moreover, three people had suffered serious injuries from the accident.
“Had others nearby not shared in bearing the curse alongside your daughter, she would have sustained far more severe injuries. Because others bore the curse together, she was fortunate to escape with minor wounds. And that fortune is thanks to the talisman I provided.”
“Sigh.”
At Cheon Bosal’s explanation, a long sigh escaped Chairman Choi’s lips. It was as good as saying the talisman was now useless.
Cheon Bosal had repeatedly warned that when that time came, I would need to find another method—but what that method entailed left me deeply uneasy.
Click.
“Father.”
“Mari.”
At that moment, a girl who appeared to be in middle school entered Chairman Choi’s private office without knocking.
Mari Choi—Chairman Choi’s one and only daughter.
Behind the girl, a beautiful young woman also stepped inside. She was Lee Suyeon, Chairman Choi’s new wife whom he’d taken after his first wife’s death, and Mari’s mother.

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