I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

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Awakened by the chirping of birds, my consciousness surfaced from sleep.

Drawn by the sound, I sat up in bed and quietly gazed out the window, imprinting the sight of the trees reaching up to the second floor in my mind.

Chirping and fluttering, the birds played, brushing against each other.

Their wings flapping and bodies wriggling seemed hardly different from what I had done in bed last night.

So, what was it…?

Chirp! Chirp!

Yes, it was the chirps. Multiple chirps… Chirps…

“Have you woken up?”

Lost in these odd thoughts and staring out the window, I turned my gaze towards her as I heard her voice.

The woman with braided hair and a flowing red cape.

Holding her luggage, she looked like someone who was fully prepared for a journey.

Despite the intense night and disheveled appearance from before, she waited for me to wake up before leaving.

“Ah, yes, good morning.”

Damn, just seeing her face made me recall last night’s events, flushing my face.

Was it always like this when you embrace a woman?

“But, Airi? About last night…”

“Yes, it happened.”

Just as I tried to mask my thoughts, her direct answer hit me.

Stunned for a moment, I could briefly see fatigue on her face.

Yes, we were both exhausted and kept moving until we fell asleep.

“That…”

“Don’t apologize.”

As I was about to apologize, thinking I had indeed gone too far…

She preempted my apology, and I unwittingly closed my mouth.

“You don’t have to bow your head. You’ve done nothing wrong.”

How did she know I was about to bow my head…?

Ah, she was a fortune teller, of course.

“Yesterday’s events were not your fault. It was just the result of being toyed with by a vampire you met by chance…”

“No, but…”

“Even if you could have resisted, you never forced me. Even though it happened suddenly, I accepted it, so I share the responsibility for what happened yesterday.”

“Yes, that’s true, but it was more than I thought…”

“I don’t think it was too much.”

“Yes, that’s a relief, but could you let me speak a bit?”

I felt like I kept stumbling over speed bumps because I was in the dark about everything.

“Rather, you were gentler than I expected, and also…”

Despite my feelings, Airi foresaw the future again and preempted my words.

However, her gaze soon began to wander away from me.

And she slightly pouted her lips, saying,

“…asking for more, I did it because I liked it.”

“What?”

“Ahem!”

Airi stifled her next words with a feigned cough.

She then reverted to her usual demeanor, regaining her composure and continuing the conversation.

Directly from her lips.

“Hyo-sung, according to the future I’ve foreseen, you will soon seek my advice about the future.”

“I’ll consult you?”

“Aren’t you troubled by many things? Watching the ones you care for leave one by one and feeling powerless about what to do next…”

With that, Airi gestured towards a table in the room.

There, a few folded notes on the table caught my attention, as if beckoning me.

“I’ve written summaries of answers for that on the notes on the table. You can consult them whenever needed. However, knowing the future can introduce variables, so try to open the notes only at crucial moments… You understand what I mean, right?”

“Yes, yes. I’ll heed the advice in the notes.”

It was a statement I readily agreed with.

After all, her assistance had saved me from a near-death experience on my first mission.

Those notes would undoubtedly help me avoid significant dangers ahead and address my concerns.

“Well, that’s all I had to say, so I’ll take my leave now.”

“What? You’re leaving? Wait a moment.”

She was suddenly leaving after we became so close…

Could this mean she was ending our encounters as of today?

Did I do something wrong yesterday that made her lose interest in our relationship?

“What about our relationship? When will we meet again next…?”

“Don’t worry, Hyo-sung.”

As if foreseeing my anxiety, she stood at the entrance and quietly spoke to me.

“If we don’t do anything, our paths are destined to cross again in the future.”

“Will we continue…?”

“Yes, you don’t need to make a promise. Just wait for the time to pass.”

Airi glanced back at me for a moment, making eye contact.

Her face, weary from lack of proper sleep, was still flushed despite her calm demeanor.

“So, when that time comes, we can have a more proper relationship… Yes.”

“…When that time comes, I will ask for your kindness again.”

“Oh, yes. I will also ask for your kindness.”

After such a farewell, Airi closed the door with a click and left the room.

Left alone, I sprawled out on the hotel bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

After the intense, storm-like time passed, I inevitably experienced a moment of clarity.

Only then did I regain my composure and begin to seriously contemplate the future with her.

“So, what has become of our relationship?”

We agreed to meet again, but there was no clear statement about dating.

Of course, we had been intimate, but if one encounter made us lovers, then a prostitute would be the wife of all her clients, wouldn’t she?

Yet, I felt anxious about our ambiguous relationship, which was hard to define in words…

“We are already destined to continue in the future.”

Yes, she had firmly stated that this wouldn’t be our last meeting.

I wasn’t sure if it meant we’d end up as life partners, but either way, she made a promise to me.

It clearly meant there was a chance to repeat what happened last night.

So, it meant there was an opportunity for an even more proper relationship than when we first… exchanged.

“Ah, ah, ahh♡”

“Hyo-sung. Hyo-sung♡”

“Do you feel good?”

“Yes. Ah, one more time…♥”

“……”

Hmm, yeah.

Let’s step back and think about this.

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After leaving the hotel, Airi returned to her tent, set up in an alleyway.

Naturally, her tent remained untouched and unrobbed. She had a knack for selecting locations where neither guards nor thugs would wander.

Of course, she knew she had to leave quickly, as guards would soon be patrolling the area.

Thud.

While packing, a crystal bead dropped to the ground with a thud. Airi found herself unable to pick it up.

Under normal circumstances, she would have treated it with care as a tool for prophecy, but her troubled mind has rendered her indifferent to it now.

“What… what on earth did I do…?”

“Ah, even if it felt better than expected, to say, ‘let’s do it’ several times…”

To suggest such an intense act from the start, even if swept up in the moment.

Wasn’t she becoming like the great pervert she foresaw in the future?

“My tongue entered Hyo-sung’s mouth, and then, like this… the stickiness…”

Their saliva…

The warmth filling her mouth, moving down her throat—every moment vividly came back to her.

“Whoa, whoa, whoaaa…!!”

Realizing she had initiated all of this herself, Airi collapsed on the spot.

But no matter how much she tried to deny it, it really happened.

She couldn’t deny that the pleasure from their singular encounter had left a deep imprint on her body, in addition to Hyo-sung taking a profound place in her heart.

“Yes, it was really good.”

She couldn’t forget it.

The favorable first impression, leading to a potential future connection, and the constant reminders made her wonder if her destiny to be with him was indeed true.

“If I end up liking him…”

But she reminded herself not to be too honest about such feelings just yet.

“It shouldn’t be like that, Airi.”

Now that it was all over, Airi felt overwhelmed with anxiety, enough to overshadow her embarrassment as she remembered her mission.

She couldn’t believe that she, tasked with preventing the world’s destruction and reviving the Haven family, had been so swept away and given her heart to someone.

How could she, in her current state, remain faithful to her mission when the appointed time arrives?

While she yearned for a future where coexistence was possible, such biased thoughts were forbidden for a fortune teller.

“Now, what should I do…?”

As she struggled to figure out her next steps, she suddenly sensed a presence approaching from behind.

“Are you Airi Haven?”

A visitor?

No, that was impossible.

Such an event was not predicted in her prophecy this morning.

“Who are you…?”

“I’ve come to deliver a letter from an anonymous sender. Here, please take it.”

“What? An anonymous acquaintance…”

“I was only instructed to deliver it at a specific time and place… I have other duties to attend to, so I must leave now.”

With that, the man left the scene.

The emblem on his uniform and the bag slung over his shoulder identified him as a ‘postman,’ tasked with delivering mail across the empire.

Despite her skepticism, a brief glimpse into his past revealed nothing beyond the identity of an ordinary postman.

“…this wasn’t in the prophecy I made this morning.”

Yet, the letter he delivered might tell a different story.

A situation that even she, as a prophet, couldn’t foresee, akin to when transcendent beings whimsically alter the future…

Such events typically occur when ‘a fortune teller like herself’ interferes with her own destiny.

Yes, the one who sent this letter was likely a fortune teller like herself.

“Fo…”

However, the identity of the letter’s sender far exceeded such expectations.

“Fortune, Haven?”

Fortune Haven.

The Goddess of Destruction’s first offspring and a demigod, who descended to this land and ascended after bonding with a human, the progenitor of the Haven family.

Realizing that a person from thousands of years ago had sent her a letter, Airi’s expression began to harden as she held the letter.

“The sender of the letter is my ancestor?”

For a person from thousands of years ago to send her a letter seemed impossible unless they possessed the ability to foresee every event in the future.

Yet, the letter indeed resembled an ancient artifact, yellow and worn out on all sides.

The characters inside were in an ancient language, unreadable, and so fragile that even a slight touch might cause them to crumble.

Proper reading required archaeological interpretation and restoration.

It would undoubtedly require considerable time and investment, but for someone from the Haven family, it wouldn’t be too problematic.

“…Stars, please show me the result of interpreting this letter.”

The crystal ball, infused with her power, showed her finding an archaeologist after some time and eventually successfully interpreting the letter.

Leaving the decipherable code to her future self, which would take time, was a method passed down through the Haven family.

“To my distant descendant and the offspring of my mother, the last successor of Haven.”

Thus, the content of the letter was revealed in the present through her future self, who was reading it.

[The one reading this letter must have followed the future I foresaw, arriving at the empire, feeling uncertain about the savior whose arrival time is unknown.]

The realization that a person from thousands of years ago had a general understanding of the current situation was evident from the introduction of the letter.

Indeed, like a fortune teller who foresaw destruction, Airi became convinced as she read the following sentences.

Perhaps the content might provide answers to her current concerns.

But, my child, do not worry. The savior I prophesied may not be about finding an existing one, but perhaps about creating one that does not exist yet, with your own hands.]

“…Creating one?”

To create a savior with her own hands.

Unsure of its meaning, Airi suddenly thought of someone’s existence.

“Woo Hyo-sung as the savior created by me?”

Woo Hyo-sung.

Someone destined to be her companion, unforgettable at any moment.

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