【Future Sight】Saving Tragic Beautiful Girls and Making Them Obsessively Fall for Me 〜I Selfishly “Helped” the Witches Who Were Gonna Destroy the World Just to Train My Martial Arts, and Now They’re All Dripping with Obsession and Worshipping Me〜

Chapter 6

“If Fuka already knows the place, that makes things easy. If you’re coming along, might as well guide me there while you’re at it—”

I basically just shoved the tour-guide job onto her like that. We left the academy right away and headed straight for the slums.

Same messy, nothing-ever-changes scenery I saw just yesterday—we kept walking down the street.

Alright. Once we get there, what’s the move? Obviously can’t just barge in yelling “Bring out the witch!”—that ain’t gonna fly, and anyway, she probably hasn’t fully awakened as a witch yet.

For now, I’ll look for the girl who’s likely to become the witch, try talking my way close to her somehow. If I stick nearby, trouble’s gonna find me on its own, and that’ll give me another solid chance to rack up real experience.

I kept turning that over in my head while walking in silence for a bit.

…Man, I’ve been feeling eyes on me from the side this whole time.

“—Fuka.”

“…Eh! Wh-What is it!?”

Fuka jumped a little, startled. She was staring so obviously—did she really think I wouldn’t notice?

“What do you mean what. You’ve been staring at me nonstop since earlier. If something’s on your mind, just ask already.”

“Ahh… Y-You noticed? Sorry, I was being annoying, right? Taylor-kun looked deep in thought the whole time, so I was trying super hard not to bother you even if it killed me…”

I never said you were annoying. Also, that sounded kinda heavy.

So anyway—

“What do you wanna ask? I’ll answer till we get to the spot.”

“Really…? Can I actually ask? Okay then.”

Fuka took a nervous breath, then opened her eyes wide like she was psyching herself up and said,

“—Taylor-kun, why exactly are you heading to the Karakuri Clock Pavilion? Does it… have something to do with yesterday too, with you saving Fuka…?”

Hm. It’s super connected. Yesterday and today, same goal. And that goal is basically: make contact with the witch from the [Future Sight] vision, deal with whatever mess she causes, and sharpen my martial arts skills.

But how much should I actually tell her? Feels weird saying it myself, but a guy who couldn’t use magic suddenly awakening to a unique magic that sees the future? No way that’s easy to believe.

Still, whatever—

“Eh, telling you probably won’t cause any problems… Believe it or not, that’s up to you.”

“! Anything Taylor-kun says, Fuka will believe! Anything at all!”

“Alright then. —So actually, I recently awakened to a unique magic. The effect is seeing the future.”

The second I said it,

Fuka—who’d been looking up at me—changed expressions in the funniest way. First she scrunched her face trying to process it, then her eyes popped wide like something clicked.

“So… so… Saving Fuka yesterday and heading to Fuka’s old home today—both happened because you saw the future…?”

“Yeah. Exactly. Yesterday I knew you’d get attacked, so I went. Today… skipping the boring parts, but someone at the brothel is gonna cause an incident soon, so I’m scouting it out.”

“Is that because… Fuka’s in danger?”

“Nah. Well, I’ll save whoever I can, but that’s not the main point. —I just wanna get stronger. Fighting strong opponents… that’s the biggest reason.”

“! Never bend, never break, like unyielding steel…”

“Yeah…! Exactly that.”

She actually remembered what I said. Spot on.

I wanna grab my own path forward with my own strength. Not follow some pre-laid track—prove my own worth. And someday be like that person—

Everything I just said is straight from the heart, the core of every single thing I do. I won’t hide it, and if asked, I’m ready to answer anything.

But to Fuka—who seems to be putting me on some kinda pedestal—this might be disappointing. Better she hears it now than later and freaks out.

So yeah. What about it, Fuka? Still wanna tag along after hearing all that?

I was thinking kinda lightly like that.

But then Fuka’s next words made me shut up for a second.

“Of course—Taylor-kun really is Fuka’s guiding light…”

What?

“At first I was like, why me? Fuka’s barely noticeable at the academy… worse, I was getting bullied, and I’d never even talked to Taylor-kun. I just looked up to you from afar, so why’d you save me? But that’s what it was…!”

She nodded to herself, getting all excited.

“…If you can see the future, Taylor-kun never makes mistakes. From Fuka’s view, you already have that unbreakable self.”

And then the next line made my eyes go wide without thinking.

“Taylor-kun is definitely gonna guide people like Fuka who’re stuck in total darkness… No, wait—that’s wrong—Taylor-kun is the one and only absolute right answer that Fuka and everyone else should naturally bow our heads to…”

What the hell is that. Instead of getting disillusioned, her evaluation of me shot up in some weird direction. The way she’s looking at me now is kinda creepy and shiny too.

I’m just doing whatever I want for my own sake, y’know.

“Fuka, just to say it again—I’m not moving with you as my top priority or anything.”

“Above everything else, to live by your own will… right? I get it—that’s exactly what makes you Taylor-kun—!”

Yeah, that’s correct… but man, the temperature difference is straight-up hopeless.

Her small pink head clenched both fists tight in excitement. This is starting to feel like a hassle.

“…Whatever, fine. Let’s just hurry up and get to the Karakuri Clock Pavilion.”

“Yeah, leave the guiding to me! Fuka already got kicked out of there… but for Taylor-kun’s path to domination, I’ll push through no matter what anyone says…!”

“Yeah. Just… keep it chill, okay?”

“Got it!”

You sure about that? Really?

Eh, whatever. I decided not to overthink it anymore and just walked along with Fuka—who was on some bizarre high. We passed people giving us suspicious looks, smacked down a few thugs who tried to mess with us, and kept pushing deeper into the slums.

And then.

Eventually we reached a building that looked way cleaner and bigger than anything else around here. The sign read “Karakuri Clock Pavilion.”

A guy like me showing up would normally make them wary, but with Fuka—who’s from here—talking should go smoother.

That’s what I casually thought as we barged in, but.

Sure enough, trouble hit—

“—You! You rich brat! What the hell did you do to Fuka!? Look at her, look how she’s turned out…!”

“Insulting Taylor-kun… even you, Makina-san, I can’t forgive that… You raised me, so there’s still some gratitude, but right now I’ll let it slide if you apologize—come on, say sorry—”

“Look at her eyes, they’re totally gone…”

The lady who told me where Fuka was yesterday—her name’s Makina, huh. Figures she was connected to Fuka. Never guessed she was the one who raised her though.

“—Hey, you little brat…!”

“—Makina-san…!”

Yeah.

Fuka was already a girl with strong dependency tendencies to begin with, but after everything piled up and wrecked her mentally, she got hit full-force with the protagonist’s light…

From Makina’s perspective, it’s like the daughter she tearfully let go of came back completely brainwashed and fallen for some shady rich kid.