'Fuji-sama, could you please help us?' asked one of the servants when he saw the Seer walking around.
'What is it?' Fuji asked. 'How can I help?'
'Will my wife get better?' one of them asked. 'She is terribly ill and I'm so scared she will die. I don't want to lose her. Do you know if there is anything I can do for her?'
Fuji wanted to sigh. He wasn't a doctor, he couldn't make people feel better, he couldn't cure illness. He could only tell them what could happen in the future and that was not always a positive thing.
'Alright, but just this once,' he said. He looked in the future and checked the different outcomes. In some futures the woman died, in others she lived, but it all depended on the things they would do for her.
'Go to the doctor and asked him for the right herbs,' said the Seer. 'He will know what to give to her and she will get better. I know you're not allowed to ask the personal doctor of the King for help, but he once helped me as well and I'm helping you, so I don't think it should be much of a problem.'
'Thank you! Thank you Fuji-sama!' said the servant. 'I'm forever in your debt.'
'No you're not, you should have just gone to the doctor in the first place, then you wouldn't have needed me.'
'Fuji-sama, could you answer my questions too?' asked a young woman who hadn't been working at the castle for a long time. She just came in a few months ago and had a hard time to find her place.
'What is it?' Fuji asked. 'Is it important?'
'For me it is, Fuji-sama, but if you think it's something pointless you don't have to give me an answer. But my mother, she was ill when I left her. I want to know if she is still alive. If not, I want to visit her grave. I want to be at her funeral if possible.'
'Your mother is still alive, but she isn't doing well. She will die in a week, so if you want to be at her funeral, please visit her soon to talk to her and make sure you can leave here when the funeral will be held.'
Fuji knew he sounded harsh, but the truth was harsh, this whole world was harsh and he couldn't do much to change it, except telling these people how they could make things a little more happy for themselves.
'Could you help me too?' asked another woman. She was born here at the castle and a few years ago she had married one of the man that worked around at the castle.
'Tell me what you want to know,' said Fuji. He mentally sighed, but didn't say anything to these people. He had started to help them, he couldn't just stop and leave the questions of the others unanswered.
'Will I ever have a baby?' she asked.
Fuji raised an eyebrow. It seemed this woman wanted to get pregnant really badly. He looked into the future, but there was no child. No child of her own.
'I'm sorry,' he said softly, not sure how to answer her question without hurting her. 'You must really love kids. I can tell you they will soon need help at the school. There will be more children, since the King hired more people to work for him. Ryuuzaki-sensei can't do it all on her own anymore and I can see she would really appreciate your help.'
The woman started crying and one of the others tried to comfort here. Fuji couldn't tell her she might get an adopted daughter, because that did not happen in all the futures he saw for her. He didn't want to make her happy about something that might never happen. When he wanted to walk away a man grabbed his sleeve. It was an old man, that had been working his entire life for the Kings of the country.
'Does the King appreciate my work?' he asked. It was all he had ever lived for. He had always done anything for the Kings to make them happy.
Fuji could see that King Atobe didn't even know who this man was and he felt really bad for him. 'The King is very happy with your work and the work you did for his father,' he answered instead.
The man smiled happily. It looked like he had fulfilled everything he wanted in his life and that made Fuji a little sad. That was probably going to be his future as well. Someone who would spend his entire life helping the King and the future King without ever being thanked for his work. The important people took servants and people like him for granted. They thought they had to right to use others like this and Fuji wanted to do anything he could to make those people feel like they were worth it.
'Will my mommy come back?' asked a little kid that had been standing far away, but now had the courage to approach him.
Fuji looked at her past and could see her mother passed away a year ago, but her father had lied to her and had told her she had left the castle, but that she would not be able to come back. He also told her that her mother was thinking of her every day and that she loved her daughter more than anybody in the world. The girl was still looking a little sad, but the idea that her mommy was thinking of her and loved her cheered her up a little.
'Do you know if my younger brother really was my father's favorite?' asked a man. Fuji looked at him. It seemed that the people were telling each other that the Seer was giving answers today, because the man hadn't been there before.
'No, your father didn't have a favorite. He loved you both equally, but you two made it like he preferred your brother. Your father loved you as much as he loved your brother. But people, I really have to go now, I still have a lot of things to do for his Majesty!'
Nobody really listened to him. A woman pulled his sleeve and Fuji turned around when he couldn't walk away.
'Is the man I thought was my father, really my father?'
'I don't know,' answered Fuji. 'I can't read your mind. I don't know which man you are talking about! But your real father has black hair and he is really tall.'
'NO!' screamed the woman. 'He can't be my father! You are not telling the truth!'
Fuji was a bit shocked. It was the first time someone did not believe his words. 'I can't help it, it's what I see when I look into your past. Could you let go of my sleeve now? Thank you!'
The woman let him go, but Fuji still couldn't walk away, because Saeki was standing in front of him.
'Now that you're answering all those questions, could you answer mine as well?' he asked. He had never really dared to ask and he wasn't troubled by it yet when he was still a young child. 'Why is most of my hair white?'
Fuji looked at him and bit his lip. 'Something happened to you when you were about two or three years old,' he said. 'It has been so shocking that you your hair turned white. Before it was black, after it was completely white. The white part never completely left. But if you don't remember, you probably blocked it. I think it's for the best that you don't remember. Everything happens for a reason.'
'WHY ARE YOU HERE AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!' sounded the angry voice of the impatient King. Within seconds all the servants and maids were gone and Fuji stood alone in the hall way.
'I'm very sorry, Your Majesty,' he said. 'A few people had very important questions and I couldn't leave them in doubt.'
'You are here to predict my future, Seer, you better remember that!' said King Atobe. 'And if you do not do as I say and not come when I call for you, I will make sure you will never be able to see the future anymore!'
'H.. how would you do that, Your Majesty?' Fuji asked boldly, but a little worried. The King could stab his eyes out. He wouldn't be able to see his surroundings, but he would still be able to see the history and the future. He didn't need his eyes for that.
'Oh, you're a Seer, but you don't know your own weakness?' asked the King. 'Stupid! You should know that a Seer will lose his ability once his body will come in close contact with another body.'
Fuji opened his eyes. He wasn't sure if he understood what the King was saying. 'You mean…' he whispered.
'That is exactly what I mean!' laughed the most important man of the country. 'You can never have sex with anybody, without losing your ability! You'll be the most useless man on earth! Good, now that we settled that, you will have to tell me if I can go outside right now. Will it be safe? I won't get assassinated?''It will be safe,' answered Fuji, although he was desperately searching for a future where the King would get assassinated.