Chapter 40 : Ayase’s Naraka Show (2)
by fnovelpia
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Title: I Got a GIF of Lee Jia Smashing Her Head
“Isn’t she actually slamming her head like this all the time?”
Comment Section:
No way.
The movement way too realistic?
She really hit her head, didn’t she? LOL
Isn’t it just a motion load?
I thought that at first, too, but the level of detail is insane.
There are no choppy movements at all.
So, Lee Jia really does slam her head?
What?
You want her to do it again?
LITEIT ELTELTE
Sir…
Chat losing it again
Cultist behavior, SMH
Is she consumed by RP?
It’s not just that.
She’s got a condition where she has to RP, or she dies.
This isn’t RP. It’s real.
Host of The Abyss Show, Ayase Mitsuko
Ayase Mitsuko watched the V-Tuber, Lee Jia, slam her head into the ground with the force of an extreme WWE stunt.
“She’s a superstar…”
Even when she first read about Lee Jia on the forum, she had thought the same thing.
Lee Jia’s dedication to RP—roleplaying—was on another level.
RP in V-Tubing was an interesting concept.
At its core, it wasn’t actually that complicated.
The real charm of RP came from its awkwardness.
For example, imagine a ten-year-old angel V-Tuber from heaven.
A viewer asks,
“What was your most memorable experience in elementary school?”
The five-year-old angel V-Tuber pauses before replying,
“Elementary school? That was more than ten years ago, so my memory’s a little fuzzy…”
“Bro, you’re five.”
“R-Right! Um, well, in Heaven, time flows differently!”
…That was the general vibe.
Since it was practically impossible to execute perfect RP all the time, part of the fun of V-Tubing came from watching the masks slip, the RP break, and the lore get updated in real time.
Ayase’s Abyss Show was built on exactly that appeal—exposing the cracks in V-Tuber RP and laughing at the chaos.
But
“110000…”
Lee Jia sat there, gently rubbing her forehead after brutally smashing it into the ground.
Yet, there was no trace of the usual awkwardness of V-Tubing.
It wasn’t just good RP.
It was god-tier method acting.
Ayase felt something rare stir inside her—excitement.
It had been a long time since she had found a truly top-tier guest for The Abyss Show.
It had been a long time since such an interesting V-Tuber had debuted.
She was curious.
How far could Lee Jia go?
Maybe… she could afford to push a little harder.
A sly smile formed on Ayase’s lips as she read the next question.
“Next Question!”
[Question 2]
Among the following figures, choose the independence activist.
A: [Photo]
B: [Photo]
C: [Photo]
D: [Photo]
E: [Photo]
It was an Abyss Show classic—get it right and you’re a patriot, get it wrong and you’re a traitor.
The moment the question appeared, the chat exploded.
“LMAO a five-choice question???”
“Bro, the probability is 1 in 5.”
“Patriot or traitor, no in-between.”
“De—scent—”
“INTO THE ABYSS”
“INTO THE ABYSS”
“Damn, Ayase really came prepared today.”
“…Why are there five choices?”
This was brutal.
Normally, The Abyss Show’s patriot-or-traitor question was a yes-or-no game.
The screen would display a single historical figure, and the contestant would simply have to determine whether they were an independence activist.
But five options?
The difficulty had skyrocketed.
Lee Jia shot a resentful glare at Ayase, but the host remained as composed as ever, her voice cutting through the tension.
“You have ten seconds. 10, 9, 8…”
Crap.
This wasn’t good.
She considered playing fair, but…
Lee Jia had to stream every day.
And there was no way in hell she was going to be labeled a traitor.
Oh, divine light of the stars, grant me strength…
She reached forward.
I activated my ability.
A, a lunatic.
B, a piece of trash.
C, a maniac.
D, a filthy traitor.
And the correct answer is…
“3, 2, 1…”
“E! Teacher Hosan Baek Cheong-un!”
“Th-The answer is… correct!”
?
???????????????
?????????????????
How the hell did she get that right?
She even got the ‘Hosan’ part right. WTF.
She didn’t just guess…
The moment I got the answer right, both Ayase and the viewers were stunned.
See?
She’s actually pretty smart.
Educated queen.
Bro, she’s not even human.
She has three heads, of course she’s smart.
Three brains = triple intelligence!
Ayase looked genuinely curious as she asked,
“How did you know that?”
“If you live in Korea, there’s no way you wouldn’t know about Teacher Hosan Baek Cheong-un. He single-handedly carried a gun and three grenades…”
I began reciting the Wikipedia entry for ‘Hosan Baek Cheong-un’ verbatim.
It was a shameless move.
…But hey, being shameless was better than being canceled.
Ayase, looking thoroughly impressed, gave me a sly smile.
“That was impressive. But Lee Jia, the next question won’t be so easy.”
That’s when it hit me.
With my ability, I could just breeze through these current events and general knowledge questions.
Alright.
Bring it on.
I had already sold my soul.
I was ready to cheat my way through every single question.
Then, Ayase’s next words shattered my plan.
“By the way, I’ll be banning all general knowledge questions. There were about three more left, but I’ll be scrapping them now.”
“…What?”
KYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAA
AYASE, THE QUEEN OF BALANCE!
AYASE, THE GOD OF FAIR PLAY!
This is what a real host looks like.
BIG AYASE ENERGY
Shit.
I had completely forgotten.
Ayase had insane adaptability and was a master of improvisation.
The moment she realized I had an advantage in general knowledge, she scrapped the entire category on the spot.
“Skipping the third and fourth questions… Oh! Right, Lee Jia, do you follow any religion?”
Gulp.
I had no idea where this was going.
Nervously, I swallowed and answered,
“Uh… Yeah? I guess?”
“What do you think is the most important virtue a religious person should uphold?”
“Uh… Faith?”
“Then, here’s your next question!”
[Fifth Question]
Among the following, choose the religion that is not a cult.
A: Christianity
B: The Church of the Shining Myriad Stars
“Aaah, you’ve got to be shitting me.”
LMAO SHE BROKE
THE PRAISE JUST TURNED INTO A CURSE LMAOOOO
This is unwinnable
Pick A = blasphemy, Pick B = controversy
THE PERFECT TRAP
The chat was right.
I had just walked into a perfect no-win scenario.
If I wanted to avoid being canceled, the obvious answer was A.
But…
I had already suffered the ‘Punishment of Blasphemy – Six Consecutive Hits’ earlier.
And my forehead was still throbbing from the impact.
“10 seconds on the clock!”
Damn it, why is the timer so short?!
No matter how much I thought about it, there was no winning answer.
If I wanted to stay out of The Abyss, I had to choose A.
“5! 4! 3…”
Surely, the Shining Myriad Stars would understand, right?
“2, 1!”
“…A.”
“Excuse me? You’re too quiet. Say it again.”
“A, A! Christianity!”
“So, Lee Jia, you’re saying that the Church of the Shining Myriad Stars is a cult—”
“YES, I ADMIT IT! I ADMIT IT, OKAY?!”
I shut my eyes tightly.
I was bracing myself.
For the impending ‘Punishment of Blasphemy.’
For the devastating impact against the ground.
For the chat spamming “HEADSLAM! HEADSLAM!”
But…
Even after several seconds passed…
Nothing happened.
“She has to slam her head, right?”
“WTF???”
“Why isn’t she moving???”
“BRO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU CULTIST?!”
“WHY ISN’T SHE SLAMMING HER HEAD???”
Silence.
The chat waited.
Ayase waited.
And I…
Stayed completely still.
Damn it.
I hadn’t believed it.
For the first time in the history of the universe…
The Shining Myriad Stars had forgiven me.
They had understood the impossible situation I had been forced into as a streamer.
They had granted me mercy.
To think I’d live to see this day.
To think there would ever be a moment where the Shining Myriad Stars would understand me…!
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Overwhelmed with emotion, I swallowed back my sobs.
Ayase, seeing my reaction, simply clapped quietly without saying a word.
The chat, however…
I’m scared.
She’s an actual fanatic.
Her delusions are rock solid LMAO.
So… is she forgiven now?
Why is this lore so convoluted LOL.
It actually makes her character feel more legit though.
This is why she’s the undisputed queen of RP.
They didn’t understand.
None of them could possibly comprehend just how monumental this moment was for me.
The Shining Myriad Stars had granted me their understanding.
That alone was a historic event in my personal timeline.
They could never, in a million years, fathom what this meant to me.
But there was no time to dwell on it.
The Abyss Show continued.
The questions became more twisted, more relentless—the kind that made my tongue twist just trying to formulate an answer.
But I answered every single one of them.
And now, only one question remains.
Ayase grinned like the devil herself as she revealed the final question.
[Final Question]
Among the following, select the answer where the religion and its deity do not match.
A: Christianity – Jesus Christ
B: Buddhism – Buddha
C: Islam – Allah
D: The Church of the Shining Myriad Stars – The Shining Myriad Stars
I was doomed.
Not even the merciful Shining Myriad Stars would forgive this.
Admitting they were a cult was one thing.
But outright denying their god?
That was a completely different level of blasphemy.
And to make matters worse, the question itself was evil incarnate.
If it had been a 50/50 multiple choice, I might’ve been able to BS my way out of it.
But no.
Ayase had rigged it into a four-choice hell.
Which meant I had to explicitly reject one of the four listed deities.
…Had she edited the question on the fly?
Because this definitely felt like a personal attack.
“You have 10 seconds! 10, 9, 8, 7—”
“W-Wait, time out!”
“6, 5, 4, 3—”
“N-No, seriously! Just give me a second to think—!”
“2, 1—”
“D! The Shining Myriad Stars!”
…Ah.
I fucked up.
Think.
Brain, move.
Spin those goddamn gears.
“I-I have a reason!”
Ayase, with an expression dripping with amusement, tilted her head.
“Lee Jia, who exactly are you trying to explain yourself to right now? Either way, let’s hear your reasoning.”
“T-The thing is… um…”
I had no idea what the hell I was even saying anymore.
But I had no choice but to open my mouth and let the nonsense spill out.
“T-The Shining Myriad Stars aren’t a god—t-they’re an invincible being! The most powerful existence in the entire univ—”
BANG!
“JIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!”
One hit.
A single, earth-shattering hit.
It was the most devastating ‘Punishment of Blasphemy’ yet.
CRACK!
SMASH!
SHATTER!
My keyboard?
Destroyed.
My desk?
Obliterated.
My monitor screen?
Completely cracked.
My sanity?
Gone.
…I had utterly self-destructed in the final moments.
My stream?
Ruined.
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