Regarding the evolution of the trash skill 「prediction」 into 「everything I say becomes true」Living a

"There you are. That? It's Tuesday."

"Yeah. This guy's invited me."

"Welcome"

"Nice to meet you. Are you the manager of this store?

"Yeah, I'm the master."

Mr. Alchemist, look carefully into the master's eyes.

The master is also paying well back.

"If this guy's cooking, it looks good."

Can you tell just by looking me in the eye like that?

"Are you in a magical relationship?

"Yeah, I'm an alchemist."

"Oh. I thought you were a magic researcher"

"Well, it's similar"

I wonder what the master generally knows what he is doing when he looks into his eyes.

"Well, maybe a little rude, I suppose. I brought something like this."

The alchemist puts out the black liquid in the vial from the nostalgia.

"What is this?

"Don't you see?

Looking at the master with challenging eyes.

"Taste, can I make sure?

"Of course."

"Sounds like you got it."

"Maybe this is... a legendary seasoning"

"Exactly!

"Shaw Yu, right"

Something about a vial of seasoning is cheering the two of them up.

"But the Tokai island nation of Shaw Yu's country of origin should no longer be."

"Yep. Trading is stopping with the country of origin. Because of the demons of the East Sea."

"So what's wrong with this"

"Haven't you heard these rumors? Someone smelled the legendary seasoning."

"That must be a rumor... was it true!

"Here's the proof. I just taught you the alchemy recipe."

The master is moved and voiceless.

"Can I cook the right dish for this legendary seasoning?

"Okay! Let's get those ready."

"What? Does that suit the legendary seasoning?"

"That's it. However, please wait half an hour. I'll prepare the materials."

"Of course, I'll wait. May I have some ale in the meantime?"

"Ah, Milly. Ale to both of you."

That said, the master jumped off with a basket.

"This is something amazing."

"Yeah, it's a great seasoning for some kind of cook."

Looking at the vial of legendary seasoning, Milly brings two ales.

"Thanks, we'll cook later."

"Yes, please wait until the master returns"

Cheers to Alchemist and Yale.

"Oh, I forgot. I want to talk to the bricklayer about a customer over there."

"What, me?

Three men sit at the table Milly showed with her hands.

When I was in my early twenties or so?

When the eyes meet, one of them meets.

I'll return the meeting, too.

"What can I do for you, Milly?"

"Please do that in person."

When Milly raises her hand to three men, two of them come to this table over here.

"Nice to meet you. He's an adventurer swordsman."

"Nice to meet you. He's a bricklayer."

"A bricklayer?

Something's stuck.

I'm looking at Milly, and I'm signaling if she's not different.

Millie is returning a signal that she's not different.

"Uh, aren't you a forecaster?

"Oh, excuse me. I'm also a forecaster."

Oh, I got a relieved look.

You want me to make a forecast, I see.

"Eh. Basically, the adventurer's forecast is a silver coin."

"Yeah. I'm listening. An adventurer I know, I heard the forecast here, and I knew it was working."

"Ah, then. You know, you're a member of Mr. Masset's place."

"Yeah, I was hoping we could make a forecast, too."

"Eh. What shall we do?"

It bothered me.

The forecaster started it for Mr. Massett and didn't think to make a forecast to anyone else.

"Please. Forecast it to us, too. It can't be like this."

"What's going on?

When I heard the story, they were a class D adventurer party, but they kept asking and they failed twice.

He said that if he failed again, he would be demoted to level E.

The Adventurer Alliance in this city seems to be strict in rank management.

"So you forecast."

"Yes, it is."

"After all, shouldn't we?

Of the two men, I was talking to one, and the other guy broke into the conversation.

"What are you saying? Not at all."

"Because, Leader. One silver coin. If that's all you got, you can buy a junior potion."

"That's why I told you. I'm the one giving out the silver coins. Don't complain about how I spend my money."

"'Cause I can't believe I'm relying on something so vague like that forecast."

Is that it? Is there a disagreement within the party?

"Um, Mr. Leader. If the party people are against it, shouldn't we?

"That's not true. We have a good agreement."

A face I'm not convinced of, no matter what.

Because it is one piece of money, I have no choice.

"Anyway. I will dedicate one of these silver coins, please forecast"

Dedicated, that feels like church furniture.

It's not like that.

"Eh. If there's any forecast, I won't give you back your money."

"Of course it is. Silver coins first."

I feel bad about saying no when they say that much.

But I need to hear from my companion, too.

Mostly, I'm also the payer here.

"Excuse me. May I take my seat off for a moment?

"Of course I do. I wonder if it'll be over in about half an hour when the master returns."

"I think as long as that's it, we'll be fine"

"By the way, what's a forecaster?

"I'll explain that later."

If you talk to the curious alchemist about the forecaster, it's going to take a long time.

Let's talk about that when the master returns and the food comes out.

I moved to the seats of the three adventurers as a forecaster.

It was this seat that revealed the strength of the ranked 'Forecast' skill.