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

"Oh, I'm here. I'm here. Good."

"Hmm? Millie, what's wrong?

When I get into the Black Cat Pavilion, all of a sudden, Millie says.

Something happened.

We've got a lot of forecasters coming in.

"Oh, my God."

I do have a lot of people who think I'm a forecaster customer.

Originally, Black Cat Pavilion is a store full of regulars, so few customers don't know.

Yet they have more than ten customers today besides regular customers.

"I made a billboard. The last time someone didn't get a forecast, they handed out bills on a first-come, first-served basis."

"Wow, thanks. It helps."

"But I've already handed out organizing bills until the tenth."

"So you're saying there's ten people waiting for the forecast?

The forecaster had 30 minutes for one piece of silver coin. I had decided to have five people a day.

So, people after ticket number six, it's tomorrow.

"Up to five people a day, I said. I got in trouble when they asked me to do more forecasting."

"What shall I do? It's three hours till the store's over, right? Exactly. I want to eat, too."

I'm in trouble.

Last time I forecast only five of us, this time five of us will sell out tomorrow's share as of now. Maybe some people are still coming later.

"So we were all talking about making it half fifteen minutes and forecasting ten people today."

Oh, was that decided?

I'd like to take half an hour to make a solid forecast, but that's exactly what I'm going to make you wait.

"Okay. Let's make it fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes alone, five big copper coins."

"They say the price is just one silver coin."

"Eh."

Half the time, same price.

I wonder if that's a good idea.

"Originally, I said it was too cheap. So he wants it to be a 15-minute silver coin."

Um, no. Because if I forecast ten people a day, I get ten silver coins, one gold coin.

I wonder if I can get that much.

"Today, he wants you to do it. If there aren't many people waiting for tomorrow, you just have to give them half an hour."

"Or so it is."

Hi, I don't like to fix prices.

There's a market for bricklayers, so don't worry, but I'm the only forecaster, so there's no market.

"So today's forecaster has one silver coin in fifteen minutes. Let's just leave it to people. Organizer number one."

"Oops."

An old man in bright red armor.

He came yesterday and was getting a ticket.

"I'm a class B adventurer party leader. Forecasting is about new members."

"New member?

"There's one vacancy, so I'm filling in, but there's three candidates. I want you to forecast when you want it."

"Eh. Are you a member of the class B party? Aren't you responsible?"

"Of course, it's not necessarily up to you to do as you predict. I decide at the end. Just a reference."

"Okay."

One, have one name given and make a forecast.

It wasn't simply a simple question like "who's fit," it was confirming that it could happen if I welcomed this person to the membership.

"I knew this guy couldn't do it. I can't believe I'm frightened in a crisis situation."

"Is this guy the best at coordination after all? But in terms of skills..."

Old man with red armor. You're worried.

"Excuse me. It's about time."

"Okay. Let's just go one last time. Which one of you will be my rival?"

Ping-Pong Pang Pong

You must be Candidate B's swordsman.

"Okay, I've decided on that one!

Whoa, do you choose a man who will be a competitor?

That's cool, old man with red armor.

"Yes. Next, the number two organizer"

A slightly, formally dressed man raised his hand.

I walk slowly.

"I was at a trade fair."

"Oh, were you from the Chamber of Commerce"

Before I grew up, I wanted to go into the Chamber of Commerce and do business.

"I have a lot of products I'm trying to buy right now."

"Yes."

"Intermediate potion neo is a product."

"Intermediate potion means healing, right?"

"That's right. As you know, there's not enough intermediate potions in this city right now."

"Yes. I'm listening"

Right now, Mr. Alchemist, you must be making a lot of intermediate potions out of moon grass.

You said it wasn't enough to do that.

"There was a product to replace it, and that's the intermediate potion neo"

"Uh, is it the same potion?

"No. The recipe is another potion altogether, but the effect is a bit off but similar"

"It drops a bit... like the same price?

"The price is about 30% cheaper. Not now, compared to the usual price of intermediate potions."

"Really? Looks like it's gonna sell."

"But it's a new product, so worry about selling it."

"Then let's forecast it. Ask me a question."

"Eh, I'm going to be purchasing Intermediate Potion Neo for sale in this city. Do you make money selling properly?

Ping-Pong Pang Pong

"You can sell it to fly and make a lot of money."

"Thank you. Quick, I'll buy it!

That's all I said, I jumped out of the Black Cat Pavilion.

Even though I only forecast about three minutes.

Of course, I get one silver coin first.

Ten in all this day like that.

Not just adventurers, but a lot of people consulted.

There was someone in there who had a romantic consultation, and he went home crying with a forecast that he had no pulse at all.

There's nothing you can do about how people feel, is there?

After the ten had finished, I had a glass of ale and a Far Eastern dish called a bowl.

Just today, three silver coins and six big copper coins in a brick pile. Ten silver coins at the forecaster.

It's been a hell of a paycheck.

Thanks to you, though.