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

"Oh, there you are."

"Hello, Milly"

I've been to the Black Cat Pavilion three times in a row today.

With more income, it's a flow that's okay to come every day.

Most importantly, the alchemist treats me, so I don't have to pay more.

"Is the store open yet?

"Yeah, but nobody's got any customers yet."

Originally, Black Cat Pavilion doesn't attract customers until it's about 7: 00 p.m.

It's just after 5: 00 now.

"I'm done with my work early. I'm here because I'm free in my room."

"Wow. Well, let's talk to Milly."

Milly says happily.

I haven't talked to Millie much properly lately if I'd only been forecasting to adventurers.

"You know what? Next month. I have my birthday."

"It was next month. Then I have to find a present. I wonder what you want."

"Eh, I'm happy with the gift..."

"What? What's wrong?

I'm trying to say something, Milly.

I wonder what it is.

"Eh, next month's birthday is special. Look, 'cause I'm fifteen."

"Ah, my fifteenth birthday!

My fifteenth birthday is the day I become an adult on a special day.

Alcohol, casinos, etc. are often unattainable unless you are an adult.

"Well. Millie, are you an adult too?"

"Yeah. You're gonna be a grown woman."

The first time I came to the Black Cat Pavilion, I should have been only twelve.

I thought you were a kid, but you're gonna grow up now.

"That's what we need to celebrate."

"I have that, too. I'm a little anxious... about unique skills."

Right. Unique skills.

Everyone has only one unique skill.

I just don't know what that is until I'm fifteen.

The next Sunday, when he turns fifteen, he goes to the Skills Temple and asks the clergyman to give him unique skills.

In my case, my childhood dreams wanted to go into the Chamber of Commerce and make business work.

But when I was fifteen, what I was given was forecasting skills.

I thought it would help me do business, but the forecast said something extra in an interview to get into the Chamber of Commerce.

Thanks to this, my dream of entering the Chamber of Commerce and doing business has been shattered.

"What does Millie want to do when she grows up?

"I want to work in cooking. I hope I get some unique skills to help me cook."

The skills you want and the skills you are given do not necessarily match.

Sometimes, they give you skills you never thought you would.

"But God only knows what skills can be given."

"Right, because a lot of people have changed their lives at the age of 15."

I'm one of them, and I gave up being an adventurer because the childhood familiarity that you said you wanted to be an adventurer is that unique skills don't help you with your adventures.

"I hope it's a skill to be a cook"

"Yeah. But I'll take my skills alone, worried"

"Oh, if you like, I'll come with you."

"What, okay?

I don't know what skills I'm going to have, so I know how relieved it is to have someone to come with me.

When I was given skills, I went to the temple with my friends.

"Let's stick together. Any skill, Millie is Millie."

"Thanks"

Yeah. I hear Milly's parents are already dead. So it's a good thing I'm going with you on behalf of my parents, right?

"Still, I have one favor to ask."

"What?"

"The day I was given the skills. I need you to date me."

I say it turns bright red.

What, date... that was trouble.

I've never had a date.

Of course, I've never dated a girl.

"Dating... I'm sorry. That's what I'm afraid of. I don't know anything that makes a girl happy."

"Yeah. It's okay. In the park or anywhere. If you're with Mr. Jute."

It's called a bright red face.

Uh, that's...

I don't know what to answer, I get a voice from the back when I'm lost.

"You! What are you making a girl say? If you're a man, it's manners to invite you from yourself."

Oh, my God, at some point, Cecil, the woman adventurer, was here.

Hi, it looks like Cecil was eavesdropping on the two stories.

"Ah, Mr. Cecil. Welcome."

Milly, I left my face in bright red and pulled it in the back.

Masset's here, too, and he's looking at me.

"Whoa. Don't get in the way of the two of us, Cecil."

"I'm not interrupting. I didn't just help out because I was too scared."

Even listening to those two conversations doesn't really get me in my head.

My first experience of being invited on a date by a girl had me confused.

My head is white.