Ch.108103 – Blacklist

Teaching is a much higher-level act than learning.

While learning might simply be opening your mouth and consuming knowledge that others bring to you, teaching requires chewing, tearing, biting, and delivering raw knowledge just before it’s swallowed to make it digestible.

It’s an incredibly crude metaphor, but the point remains the same.

However, I seemed to lack talent in teaching, as I simply couldn’t avoid swallowing the food myself.

“This is really my limit… I can’t do this anymore…!”

Adella complained, gasping for breath.

Looking at how she defeated Balum, her talent seemed quite exceptional, which made me question if it was actually her willpower that was lacking.

-Is this right? lol

-The cat does the tricks while the sponsor makes the money

-At least you’re giving her Churu lol

-Correction: not Churu, but Churu “flavor”

-hahaha

-Evil boss, step down!

My carrot and Churu strategy to correct Adella’s bad habits was half successful.

In other words, the other half could be considered a failure.

I reconsidered whether there was a problem with my instrumental conditioning design, using Churu as positive reinforcement and carrots as positive punishment.

When I taught Klaus swordsmanship before, I actually used a real whip, so perhaps the punishment intensity was too weak this time.

But it was too late to change methods now.

Because she was clearly improving with each session, even if just a little.

“Tired? Can’t do it?”

“Haaa… I told you I’m tired!”

“Really tired? You don’t even have strength to stand up?”

-lololol

-This gives me military training PTSD

-Trainee #145121, lift your legs higher! Eight sets of combat exercises!

-AAAAARGH!

-At this point, Adella would be justified biting NoName lol

Looking at her expressing her gloom with her entire body, I felt I shouldn’t push her any further.

Teacher Maria always considered me cold-blooded, but look how warm-hearted and caring I actually am.

-Let’s abandon Adella T_T

-No, protect Adella!

-Is she actually improving?

-At this rate, she’ll just get destroyed by Chronicle

-This teaching method seems too unnecessary

While Adella was resting, I turned my attention to the chat. Noticing I was reading, the chat speed doubled, then tripled.

“There’s a reason I teach this way.”

Human beings are complex, but that doesn’t guarantee perfection.

If you attach a “model hand” to your arm and hide your real hand, our brain feels pain just by detecting impacts to the model hand. It’s a type of phantom pain.

Similarly, Adella and I connected through “taste,” the simplest and most useless sense in combat, to minimize her opportunity to interfere with her senses.

And by injecting one-dimensional feedback like “delicious” or “disgusting,” I make her believe the judgments I make are actually her own.

Combat “habits” don’t change overnight.

Even if you understand intellectually, if you can’t implement it when an emergency occurs, it’s all for nothing.

[WolR-not donated 1,000 won!]

-Honestly, if this seems ineffective, like this comment lol

“You, come out here for a moment.”

I could tolerate backseat gaming to an extent.

But gathering supporters who openly oppose my opinion clearly crossed the line.

Pause. The game world turned black and white, and without hesitation, I clicked on the account of the person who just donated.

[WolR-not (watching live)]

“Watching live” meant he was currently in a VR capsule running World of Arsheria.

I created an empty battlefield and immediately entered his ID.

[Inviting: WolR-not]

-Whoa insane insane insane

-So jealous lol

-A one-on-one!!!

Why is everyone so excited when this is definitely not a good thing?

It was time to make an example.

* * *

NoName remembered the viewer “WolR-not” not just because of her excellent memory, but because his viewing attitude was particularly poor.

He frequently irritated NoName with small 1,000 won donations and didn’t hesitate to make sexually harassing comments in chat.

He was lucky enough to have avoided the moderators so far.

But considering what was about to happen, it was questionable whether he was truly lucky.

[WolR-not has entered the custom game.]

“Wow, what’s this?”

-Silver rank lololol

-This guy was giving advice?

-Legend behavior lol

NoName threw him a sword identical to the one Adella had been using.

“Take it.”

“Oh yes, yes!”

-Suddenly so polite lol

-Turns out he was just a basement warrior?

-His chat history is disgusting, just blacklist him

-How has he not been banned yet?

-This is ridiculous lol

Meanwhile, NoName remained empty-handed.

Before the invited viewer could raise any questions, NoName spoke first.

“If you win, blacklist. If you lose, whitelist.”

“Isn’t it the opposite…?”

“No, it’s correct.”

“Why whitelist if I lose?”

“The color of the legal complaint.”

“Oh…”

-lololololol

-Damn

-Damn

-Win and you break even, lose and you go to court lol

-Now THIS is proper education~

-Life is real practice

-NoName giving life lessons lol

-The term “whitelist” sounds terrifying

-Blacklist would be a hundred times better

“For your information, I won’t be reporting you for defamation, but for violating the Child Protection Act, so please do your best.”

-Real life consequences incoming

-You avoided all those female streamers’ channels only to get caught by NoName?

-She must actually be a minor lol

-Better you than me!!!

-I know I shouldn’t laugh but why is this so funny lol

-I’ve been having a tough time lately but this made me smile

-WolR-not, your sacrifice will someday be forgotten…

-lololol

The man with an unremarkable avatar trembled. His face turned pale, completely drained of blood.

“I’m really sorry… Can’t you let me off just this once…?”

“No need to apologize now. Save that for later.”

“Please, just this once, and I’ll never come back to this stream again. I’ll delete my World of Arsheria and Twissy accounts! I promise…!”

-Don’t let him off!

-TEACH HIM! TEACH HIM!

-What’s the point of deleting a Silver account? lol

“It’s simple. I’ll just stab your heart. I’ll only attack once. You just need to block that one attack. Then I’ll put you on the blacklist.”

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you…”

-Wait, she’s letting him off?

-If she tells him everything, who couldn’t block it?

-Almost got to see the legal ending, disappointed

-If she reports to headquarters, his Twissy account would be permanently banned too

The custom match to avoid legal action began.

NoName ultimately didn’t take a weapon.

Her determination to fight bare-handed was impressive.

WolR-not breathed a sigh of relief as he watched NoName running toward him from the opposite side of the battlefield at a terrifying speed.

She must just be trying to scare him. This match had too many advantages in his favor.

She wasn’t using a weapon, she’d given him powerful dual swords in a one-on-one, and finally, she had limited herself to a single attack at a specific target.

Even objectively assessing his own skills, NoName was essentially a newbie with no experience outside story mode.

Some praised her talent as Challenger-level, but he thought differently.

‘Just because she lucked into a hidden route…!’

He took a deep breath and steadied himself.

It was simple. He didn’t even need to attack. She had declared she would only attack his heart, so all he needed to do was cross his two swords defensively.

When the distance between them closed to striking range…

NoName leaped over him, easily clearing his height.

WolR-not’s stance faltered.

He had naively assumed the attack would come from the front.

But stabbing the heart didn’t necessarily mean attacking from the front.

However, priding himself on his reaction speed, he rotated 180 degrees and crouched again.

NoName’s eerie gaze flashed beyond his arms.

In an instant, her arm filled with aura. Her shoulder rotated first, followed by her torso.

But her center of gravity was clearly higher. Not toward the heart, but the head. More precisely, her opposite arm was flying toward his neck.

‘A trap…!’

As a regular viewer, he recognized this attack.

It was the brilliant movement Adella had shown an hour ago when she nearly perfectly defeated Balum.

And just like when Adella mercilessly pierced Balum’s carotid artery, NoName seemed intent on smashing his head.

“You don’t even keep your promises…!”

At that moment,

Through the gap between his instinctively raised arms, NoName’s fingertip precisely pierced the man’s heart.

-????

-You blocked your head?

-Goodbye

-lolololololol

-You couldn’t block even when told? lol

-Is this really Silver level…?

-The future of World of Arsheria looks dark

A precise strike directly to the heart.

NoName’s attack clearly came flying as if to cut off his neck, yet somehow his heart was pierced, leaving him dumbfounded.

“But… how…?”

NoName withdrew her hand and took out a file folder and pen from her private space.

“See? Changing someone’s habits is this difficult.”

Humans are meticulously designed to block attacks that threaten their lives in unexpected moments.

Even if that ironically puts their lives in greater danger.

A satisfied smile appeared on NoName’s face as she verified her hypothesis through experiment.

-Death Note omg

-It really exists

-Gasp…!

-Legal ending, here we come!

“Thank you for your participation.”

* * *

-(Manager5): Um, NoName?

“What is it, ‘ILikeCatMatesBest’?”

-(Manager5): Couldn’t you just call me Manager…? Anyway, I think I saw other names on that black—I mean whitelist besides that guy. My name isn’t on there too, is it?

“Hmm? I’m not sure, ILikeCatMatesBest.”

-(Manager5): What do you mean you’re not sure?!!! Is my name really on there? You’re not going to sue me, are you?

The cat furry girl suddenly becoming anxious about the appearance of the whitelist was just a side note.