My Younger Sister Reborn as a Star Sovereign - Chapter 52

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The Protagonist’s Younger Sister Revives as a Constellation Episode 052

 

Only one person came to mind. Seo Yena.

 

I had stopped monitoring Seo Yena a while ago. I felt bad for making Anser work so hard, and since there was no movement, I had given up.

 

Anser said it wasn’t difficult and didn’t mind, but the truth was I needed fox therapy – that was no secret.

 

I wandered around the faculty office early Monday morning, waiting for Seo Yena to come to work.

 

When school time was almost over, Seo Yena walked down the hallway with her left hand wrapped in bandages.

 

Another teacher who saw her from behind made a fuss and struck up a conversation.

 

“Oh my, Teacher Seo! How did you get hurt so badly?”

 

“I was cooking and just caught a falling knife with my bare hand.”

 

“Oh dear, you should be more careful!”

 

I tilted my head while listening to the teachers’ friendly conversation.

 

The injury process sounded quite plausible, making me wonder if I had gotten it wrong.

 

Well, I’ll just watch and see.

 

The exam I somehow took was over.

 

I did a rough grading with Lee Joo-a, and for not studying, it wasn’t a bad score.

 

Still, it wasn’t a score I could say I did well on. But it’s not like I’m going to college from here, so it doesn’t matter.

 

I stuffed the test paper deep into my bag so it wouldn’t be visible and left the classroom.

 

Or rather, I tried to.

 

“Serin, do you have a moment?”

 

If only it weren’t for the girls smiling with proud faces.

 

Their names were Kim Ga-eun and Bae Ji-yeong, I think. The two pulled out an outfit from a shopping bag and sent sparkling looks my way.

 

It was a scary look that suggested I should make time even if I didn’t have any.

 

No way. I pointed at the clothes with my finger and asked.

 

“You said it would be a cloak.”

 

“A dress is prettier!”

 

They wanted me to wear this and read tarot cards.

 

The long dress that covered down to the feet was a typical fortune teller outfit with dark navy on the outside and deep purple on the inside.

 

The outfit, accented with a gold belt, even had a generous hood attached.

 

I was flustered by the costume that perfectly matched what comes to mind when thinking of fortune tellers. Do we really need to go this far?

 

The excited duo seemed more curious about whether the outfit fit than what my expression looked like.

 

“Let’s try it on now! We bought it instead of renting, so we can alter it if it doesn’t fit.”

 

“You want me to wear this? Really?”

 

“Yes! Go change in the restroom, hurry!”

 

Since they had already purchased it, I couldn’t refuse.

 

I had no choice but to change clothes, and when I returned to the classroom, the two hugged each other saying this was it. Kim Ga-eun put the hood on me and clapped.

 

With the hood blocking my front view, it seemed like only the lower half of my face would be visible.

 

“How’s the visibility? You can see everything below, right?”

 

“I think I can see the cards well enough.”

 

“Good, just add some white lace to the sleeves and take in the waist. Use this for the festival and keep it!”

 

Where else would I use this? No, more importantly, why are they so serious about the festival?

 

It seemed our classmates had considerable stress from the exam period.

 

“Black won’t work for the tarot tent, okay? That would just make you look like a dark sorcerer!”

 

“Who bought the coffee beans? The acidity is all wrong.”

 

“Who drew this menu with their feet? I even gave you example pictures – is this your best?”

 

The classroom, which had been quiet during exam period, became noisy again. I couldn’t keep my mouth shut at the fierce scene, as if they had staked their lives on festival preparations.

 

It looked like a fight might break out if something went wrong, but surprisingly, the preparations went smoothly.

 

After the war-like preparation period, finally came festival day.

 

Instead of my bag, I was carrying only a shopping bag with today’s outfit when someone tapped my shoulder on the way to school.

 

Thinking it was Lee Joo-a or Kang Seo-u, I turned around.

 

“Eek!”

 

A ghost with hair covering its face was standing there.

 

I was so startled that I let out a small scream and sat down. The smile visible through the hair was even eerie.

 

“Please come visit the haunted house… It’s Class 4, Grade 2…”

 

The ghost, made up with fake blood, deliberately whispered and extended a hand to me.

 

Since I had fallen, they probably meant for me to grab their hand and get up, but if I grabbed it now, it felt like I’d get a free pass to the afterlife.

 

When I shook my head saying I was fine, the ghost smoothly moved on to find the next target. Even their footsteps were completely silent.

 

Clutching my still-pounding heart, I muttered.

 

“So this is why all the kids were so serious…?”

 

The quality of the costumes of people promoting their class booths was exceptional.

 

Thinking of my classmates who had prepared so militantly made me think I should work hard too.

 

I stopped by the restroom to change into the tarot outfit and entered the classroom.

 

Kim Ga-eun, who pushed me into the blue tent as if she had been waiting, fixed my hair and explained.

 

“Just sit here and interpret the cards. You can do it however you want, so don’t worry!”

 

“I’m really just going to say anything?”

 

“Yeah, that’s fine. When you do it, it seems real.”

 

After shouting “Fighting!” one last time, she left the tent.

 

Left alone, I fiddled with the cards and reviewed the card interpretations I had hastily studied.

 

I just need to be good at making things fit. I can do this.

 

After affirming this to myself several times like brainwashing, my first customer entered.

 

“Hello.”

 

“Welcome. What brings you here with questions?”

 

I paused briefly at the familiar voice but casually delivered my line.

 

Our tarot cafe’s concept was ‘the staff is king.’ The same applied to me reading tarot, so speaking down to customers was the default.

 

“Pfft, I don’t have anything particular to ask.”

 

I could hear the sound of the other person failing to hold back laughter.

 

Ah, Kim Igyeol. Why did he come here?

 

Seeing a familiar face made me unable to speak like royalty. Skip the speech pattern! I’ll just skip it from now on too.

 

“Then I’ll read your fortune. Pick some cards.”

 

I shuffled the cards with awkward hand movements. I spread the cards across the table with a swoosh.

 

Kim Igyeol picked three cards without hesitation.

 

The first card was the Lovers.

 

Should I interpret this as romance or choice? What suits Kim Igyeol better is definitely this.

 

“You seem to have worries. You have to choose between two things.”

 

Kim Igyeol took a small breath at my words.

 

The second card was the High Priestess.

 

“Hmm, your feelings lean toward not wanting to talk about it?”

 

“That could be.”

 

“That’s what you’re worried about, right?”

 

I asked back, thinking I was right about his blunt tone.

 

Kim Igyeol closed his mouth, as if I had hit the mark. I was excited that my guesses were hitting home.

 

This is more fun than I thought.

 

The third card was the Hanged Man.

 

“But you’re not thinking about your worries at all.”

 

“There’s nothing that would change by thinking about it.”

 

“You have no intention of telling the other person at all?”

 

“Not really. I don’t think I need to say anything.”

 

At his firm answer, I shrugged in response. Whether to speak or not was Kim Igyeol’s freedom, so I had nothing to add.

 

But is this interpretation really fortune-telling? You’d have to have experience with tarot to know.

 

Having nothing more to say, I waved my hands dismissively, signaling for him to leave.

 

Kim Igyeol smiled at the gesture and stood up, then spoke.

 

“How long will you be here?”

 

“Huh? I think I’ll be here the whole time.”

 

“Come visit our class later. To see Seo-u hyung.”

 

He added that it would be fun before leaving the tent. What kind of booth are they running to make him act like that?

 

Before I could think deeply about it, another customer entered.

 

I frantically assigned meanings to the tarot cards, and before I knew it, it was lunchtime.

 

My throat was parched from talking so much. It was the first time since becoming a Constellation.

 

I came out behind the tent to drink some water when Lee Joo-a signaled that I needed to go in.

 

“Serin! This is the last customer for the morning. Let’s go eat lunch right after!”

 

“Okay, got it.”

 

I put my hood back on and went inside. A customer followed and sat down.

 

“What are you curious about?”

 

“Um, just about what kind of person I am? Is that okay?”

 

Another familiar voice. I lifted my head slightly to check who was sitting there. Moon Wujin?

 

“Draw three cards.”

 

I spread the cards on the table, and he carefully selected his cards.

 

First card, the Moon.

 

“There’s something you’re mistaken about.”

 

Second card, the Hanged Man.

 

It was the same card as Kim Igyeol’s, but this time it was reversed.

 

“You’re also hiding something from your friends.”

 

Last card, Strength.

 

“You’ll awaken soon. You haven’t awakened yet, right?”

 

“I was judged unable to awaken.”

 

“…Tarot is just for fun. That’s it, right? Now go!”

 

Moon Wujin said I did well anyway, chuckling softly as he left the tent.

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