D-Rank Constellation Hunter… Stuck Without Internet! - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82
Franson watched me manage my clients with bustling efficiency for a while longer before departing.
He said he was going to entertain Tasha so she wouldn’t grow bored.
Though I suspected Tasha would find his presence more of a nuisance than anything.
– You were a being capable of speech? I thought you were some kind of system.
In the meantime, I sent messages to all my other clients, one by one.
In worlds where the concept of divinity didn’t exist, my very appearance seemed to startle them.
[ I didn’t think there was any need to interfere, so I was just observing. ]
[ Did you want to talk with me? ]
– Not particularly, but I was curious about your motives for cooperating with me.
The White-Haired Blue-Eyed Researcher spewed forth numerous caustic remarks in a measured tone.
Even saying that since I’d shown little interest in him until now, I didn’t need to concern myself with him going forward.
I had truly given him only basic materials without conversation, yet it felt like a child suddenly distancing himself from me.
– Still, I’m grateful. Thanks to you, I found a system error. If a problem had occurred, countless races would have been annihilated.
Yet at the end, he subtly expressed his gratitude.
He seemed to be the type commonly called tsundere.
While some were like that.
– I never wanted to become a hero. But if that was my fate, I thought there was nothing I could do about it.
There were also those who answered with anguish and met their end.
He had saved countless people, yet failed to save the daughter he truly wanted to rescue.
As he crumbled in this way, he harbored endless resentment toward me for suggesting the path called “fate.”
I had only provided him with the tools necessary for his journey, never suggesting his fate itself.
“I understand the desire to resent someone, whoever it may be.”
I also knew he didn’t want an apology from me.
Perhaps he simply needed a place to voice anger that ultimately had nowhere else to go.
Since the other party was a god.
It was originally the role of divinity to shoulder the greatest resentment and sins.
[ I pray that if you have another chance, fate will not block your path forward. ]
I wasn’t wounded by mere words like these.
From a position of settling karma through the Achievements he’d established, what right did I have to take offense at his curses?
– The Demonic Cult is attacking. Please grant us more teachings!
– Honestly, I never thought love would come to find me. Did you help with this too? Regardless, thank you….
– I never thought I’d actually get hit by a truck and possess someone. If it weren’t for you, Constellation, I’d really be lost!
– Please save me….
Countless clients conveyed the things they wished to tell me.
And I listened to all of them, considering it the price of finally hearing their voices now.
I even answered each one individually.
And there were often occasions where I expended considerable karma—unnecessary though it was—to bestow new blessings upon them.
“Phew, I’ve created far too much.”
After hearing all their stories, I was completely drained.
I haven’t even heard the full story of their lives until death.
To accumulate karma for Ha Gyuhyuk’s sponsorship, I recklessly created far too many clients beyond my means.
They say you regret it when you do something you’ve never done before.
“Are you still at it?”
As if proving that I’d lost track of time, I had to keep watching countless monitors until Franson and Tasha returned.
“I’m almost done now.”
“I told you that you were creating too many. You were only investing in one person before, and now that you’re doing something new, it’s harder, isn’t it?”
There was no room for rebuttal.
I listened obediently to Tasha’s nagging and assumed a respectful posture.
“I’m not going to do this kind of thing next time…”
“So did you earn a lot?”
“Yeah…”
As a result of managing all my clients so frantically, my karma balance had grown quite substantial.
The investment in the Order’s clients had proven worthwhile.
Some of them returned far more than I’d imagined.
“Of course, some became disasters contrary to expectations, so I did lose some things.”
“That usually happens to those who have something to protect.”
I nodded.
Even those who wish to save the world and fear not their own sacrifice change once they have something to protect.
Because they come to fear the loss of those they cherish far more than their own death.
If they lose them, they abandon their convictions quite easily.
“Did you lose a lot?”
“Just within expectations. They said they’d come quickly, but some are already dead and such.”
“That’s just how it is, anyway.”
If all clients flowed according to the Constellation’s will, why would there be a karma-poor Constellation right now?
Unable to speak a single word, I took a moment to mourn for those who had died, then let my body go limp.
“I’m really exhausted. I’m really struggling, so please stop nagging me.”
“Understood.”
Tasha’s tentacles gently patted my head.
It seemed she was mimicking exactly what I usually did to comfort Ha Gyuhyuk.
I never realized it felt like this when I was the one giving it. This is subtly addictive.
With my eyes half-closed, receiving her touch, I heard Franson’s voice.
“But there are plenty of Constellations who spread themselves thin like that, so why feel so sorry?”
“I don’t usually do things like that.”
“The way I see it, since Se-um is doing something she’s never done before, it seems like Se-um is nearing the end.”
Having frequently stayed on Earth, Franson had learned many Korean sayings(?).
I flailed my hand irritably.
It was true that I felt a bit stung.
“It’s not the end—I just want to seriously turn my client into a Constellation?”
“Right, Ha Gyuhyuk? You seemed to like him a lot.”
They don’t know that I find solace in Ha Gyuhyuk’s presence to ease my loneliness.
They couldn’t possibly suspect that Constellation Se-um is truly rushing toward ‘annihilation’.
“Is it because he’s handsome? He is quite handsome.”
“When Franson says it, doesn’t it feel a bit like deception?”
“I was genuinely complimenting him….”
Franson, with drooping eye corners and one perfectly intact wing hanging limply, muttered dejectedly.
If I had chosen him simply for his appearance, I would have already created Se-um’s reverse harem as a client.
“There’s something special about that child. But strangely, even I find it difficult to pinpoint exactly what.”
I grabbed Tasha’s tentacle as it began tapping against my head in rhythm, as if my skull were a drum.
As we shook hands with our tentacles clasped together, Tasha spoke with a laughing voice.
“There are clients like that. You can’t explain it, but there’s a moment when they just resonate with your heart.”
“Right? Tasha understands. A Constellation like Franson, who treats clients with such a light heart, will never understand in their lifetime.”
Franson’s expression shifted to one of grievance in an instant.
I casually dismissed him as he rambled on about how uncommon it was for Constellations to have such fateful encounters.
“Of course, you might not know it when you first meet, but the more you see a client, the more you can fall for them. I think either way is fine.”
Franson had already sprawled across my sofa with a sulky expression.
It was clear that spot had become his permanent seat.
Yes, lie down. Go ahead and lie down.
“It’s only natural that you’d want such a fateful client to become a Constellation.”
Tasha takes my side as if it were obvious.
“Have you had that kind of experience too, Tasha? A fateful client?”
“Of course I have. I’ve even continued researching what that is.”
That’s so like Tasha.
She even analyzed what a fateful encounter with a client means.
Because of that serious expression, I missed the timing to ask who the client was.
I was thinking if that child became a Constellation, I could pick up some tips.
“So did your research yield results?”
“Of course it did. Who do you think I am?”
“Tentacles.”
“System.”
“An unparalleled genius.”
“Constellation.”
“Founder of the Akashic Record.”
“Ruler of the Astral Realm.”
“Stop it.”
Tasha, who had subdued us both with a single tentacle each as we fired off words in rapid succession, let out a sigh.
As if to say she couldn’t stop us from rushing in to tease her the moment we got the chance.
“I can still go on.”
“I can say three thousand more myself.”
“Then I’ll say thirty thousand one.”
In the end, tentacles silenced us both, sealing our mouths shut.
When I thrashed my limbs frantically and asked, “So what are the research results on the Constellation and Client’s fateful encounter?” Tasha replied matter-of-factly.
“The answer was on Earth.”
Thrash, thrash.
‘Earth?’
“It’s love.”

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