Ch.245240 – Comprehensive Psychological Evaluation

What Adella needs right now for streaming isn’t an avatar, but a resident registration card.

While she could create an account for World of Arsheria thanks to accommodations from Wearsoft, this doesn’t apply to other games.

Unless playing with a ghost account, proving one’s identity through either a resident registration card or foreign registration card is essential.

Additionally, to qualify as a Twissy partner, she needs a bank account in her own name.

Eventually, we reached the conclusion that for her to lead a normal economic life, she needs to prove citizenship in a country.

But receiving such a quick response from Japan was truly unexpected news.

Isn’t it a country notorious for slow administrative processes despite being a developed nation?

As it turns out, there was already a precedent.

[Global News) AI broadcasting, paying taxes, and making donations? Japan’s AI VTuber ‘Deneb’ now even has a My Number card!]

After persistent efforts, an otaku developer managed to overturn Japan’s administrative system and systematize the manual.

However, that was only possible because the AI’s developer was Japanese.

After exploring various options, I mentioned Japan’s “Special Naturalization for Highly Skilled Professionals” system, suggesting that if she registered an A-class or higher Innate Magic under her name in Japan, the conditions might be met.

And I realized that while Japan is an inflexible country, it responds sensitively to anything that benefits its national interests.

The previously vague administrator suddenly changed attitude and sent a reply saying they’d completed the legal review in just one day.

[NoName: Still, since you’re living in Korea, a Korean ID would be more convenient. I’m looking into other options. The PDs introduced me to a National Assembly member who might help, so I’m on my way to meet them now.]

[Adella: それはマジで?(Is that for real?)]

[Adella: Oh sorry lol. I forgot to turn off the translator.]

[NoName: ?]

It seems the cat’s heart has already crossed the East Sea, so maybe letting her go is the right thing.

Thanks to the PDs’ excessive concern for my peace of mind, we visited several places after leaving the community center.

We even met with a current National Assembly member, but it seemed unlikely to find a solution in Korea within a short time.

“I’ll review this thoroughly and do my best to propose legislation. Thanks for your good input, young lady.”

Let’s send her to Japan after all.

I started organizing the complicated plans in my head one by one.

I need to prepare forms for the Japanese government and documentation proving Adella’s Innate Magic.

While sitting quietly with my eyes closed in the back seat of the car, I accidentally fell asleep.

* * *

The highlight of Genius Discovery was always the child’s intelligence test.

While Name was taking the Wechsler Intelligence Test (K-WISK VII) at a psychological counseling institute in Seoul, Professor Cheon Kyu-jin was once again being interviewed by the PDs.

The production team was shocked when they discovered that Cheon Kyu-jin, whom they thought was just an ordinary Korea University professor, was actually a Middle East war veteran.

An extraordinary child had been adopted into an extraordinary family.

Already sensing the potential for high ratings, the writer immediately came up with questions.

“Throughout your life, you must have seen many geniuses, not just Korea University students. What level would you say Name is at?”

“I’ve known Name for just over a year now, and she still surprises me sometimes. She learns so quickly that when she brings up fields I’m not familiar with, I sometimes stay up all night studying just to be able to have a conversation.”

“Is that true? You seem to have an extraordinary passion for education!”

A parent’s nurturing approach is crucial for the continued development of young geniuses.

In that respect, Professor Cheon was undoubtedly an ideal parent.

Although Professor Cheon’s specialty was soft science, over the past year he had to study number theory, control engineering, molecular biology, and pan-magical science.

He even revealed that when Name said she would participate in a gaming competition, he made the effort to search the internet for gaming terminology.

“As a Middle East war veteran, you must have met Ham Cho-rong in person. What do you think? Do you believe Name could grow to become a representative magician of Korea in the future?”

The figure who created the golden age of the original Genius Discovery.

Despite controversies, her shocking actions shown on broadcasts are still discussed on VTube, so it’s impossible not to be curious.

Professor Cheon narrowed his eyes with displeasure and furrowed his brow, but then composed himself and replied calmly.

“I’d prefer Name not to live that kind of life.”

The PD was taken aback by this cold response.

“What? But…”

“Of course, I plan to support whatever Name wants to do as much as I can. However, the position of representing the country that you mentioned would only burden her unnecessarily. I want the child to find her own happiness.”

Click-

After an hour-long examination, Name opened the door and came out of the testing room.

She gulped down water from the water purifier and sat down next to Professor Cheon.

“All done? Was it difficult?”

“It was a bit draining. But I think the counselor had a harder time than I did.”

“Seeing you smile, I guess you tormented someone again.”

“Come on, what do you take me for?”

The camera captured the warm, cheerful moment between the two.

The counselor then printed out several test sheets and sat across from them.

The PDs all tilted their heads in confusion.

Normally, they would have to wait much longer after the test for the results to be interpreted.

They had even prepared interview scripts to fill the remaining time, but the counselor showed the conclusion right away, saying there was nothing more to see.

“As you can see here, verbal comprehension, perceptual reasoning, working memory, and processing speed all show perfect scores.”

The camera immediately turned to focus on the results.

“In terms of IQ, it’s 172, which is theoretically the maximum score possible on the Wechsler test-“

“172? My goodness…”

Professor Cheon rested his chin on his hand and glanced at Name.

Name shrugged and said:

“It’s called an intelligence test, but I found it rather crude in many ways. It doesn’t use the brain comprehensively but focuses too much on one side, making it feel more like puzzle problems. I think the results should be taken as entertainment rather than seriously.”

She offered her impression of the test instead.

The counselor smiled and nodded.

“Name is right. We can’t determine a person’s intelligence definitively based on whether they do well or poorly on this. But speaking as a counselor, this is the first time I’ve seen such a score. In percentile terms, it’s within the top 0.0001%, meaning about one in a million.”

Professor Cheon’s heart grew heavier upon hearing this.

“Name, would you like to follow this lady for your next test?”

Even after Name left the room for her next psychological test, the interpretation of the results continued.

“Name keeps calling her father ‘professor.’ Is there a reason for that?”

Professor Cheon’s expression darkened significantly.

He stared at the door Name had exited through for a long time before confiding in the counselor.

“As you know, Name has a somewhat complicated past.”

“Yes. The child doesn’t seem very childlike.”

The counselor could only cautiously speculate that this might be due to the effects of being trapped in virtual reality for so long.

“When I first met Name, she wasn’t as bright as she is now. Her eyes were always filled with anxiety, and she showed extreme caution around people.”

“Yes… I understand the child’s behavior.”

“I originally met Name as a student in my Korea University class. So when I adopted her, I didn’t want to burden her with relationship expectations. I just wanted her to grow up in a better environment-“

“But Professor, while I understand your feelings, I think that might actually hinder the formation of attachment with your child.”

“Is that so?”

The counselor nodded lightly.

“Yes, the intimacy that comes from forms of address is a crucial element in the socialization process. Have you read ‘The Tale of Hong Gil-dong’?”

“Yes, I know it.”

“Do you know why Hong Gil-dong ran away from home and became the leader of the Hwalbindang? The fundamental reason was that his family failed to fulfill his need for belonging. Even if a child later seeks respect from others and pursues dreams, if the sense of belonging from family isn’t fulfilled, it can continue to hold the child back.”

“Hmm…”

“Of course, it’s fortunate if Name is satisfied with a professor-student relationship, but as you’ve seen, besides school friends, she also broadcasts and has streamer friends, right?”

“That’s what I understand.”

“In a way, this organization-building might be something the child is unconsciously doing to fill an inner emptiness. We’ll need to hear more details from Director Park, who’s conducting the psychological test now.”

“This seems more important than I realized. I didn’t know.”

“Yes, many people overlook this. It’s particularly common in blended families.”

Silence fell.

Professor Cheon cleared his throat quietly and fell into thought.

Since Name had confessed her past, Professor Cheon had been trying to give her more attention.

But he never thought that the relationship he initially established might have been drawing a line between himself and the child.

“This case is a bit unusual though. Don’t adoptive parents usually hope for the child to quickly call them mom or dad?”

The counselor added.

It was still unclear why Professor Cheon had unnecessarily drawn a line when he could have just told Name to call him whatever she felt comfortable with.

The evening sun had slipped out from behind the clouds, casting orange light through the curtains.

The antique wooden desk was bathed in colorful autumn hues.

The shadow of his interlocked hands stretched long across the desk.

Professor Cheon looked at the distant sky outside the window and reluctantly began to speak.

“Counselor, the truth is, I once had a child—I don’t know if it was a son or daughter.”

His voice trembled slightly as he continued after taking a deep breath.

“The child was too young to even have a proper name.”