Ch.327322 – Tree Wiki

In my past life, I had countless traumas related to my head.

As a child, I’d often have my horns cut off by the Emperor’s special forces who’d grab me by the hair.

Haughty noble ladies would slap me with wine and yank my hair.

Men weren’t any different.

The most underhanded fighters were always assassins.

In life-or-death battles, fairness and honor cannot coexist.

But I couldn’t carelessly cut my hair since I needed to store magical power for emergencies.

[Teacher, sometimes you tie your hair and sometimes you leave it down. Isn’t that inconvenient?]

Keeping twin tails was a kind of superstition for me.

When I dramatically survived my first assassination attempt, I happened to be wearing twin tails that Niobe had styled for me.

That experience of surviving thanks to my hair continued to be a shackle, causing anxiety.

I don’t wear twin tails because they help in combat.

I wear them to eliminate anxiety, and I just happened to figure out how to use them effectively in battle.

They sometimes helped during aerial combat, but truthfully, they never dramatically affected the outcome of a battle.

I decided to let my hair down for this fan meeting as a kind of reward.

Especially since Professor Cheon is watching over me from behind, and the fans’ enthusiastic cheers have helped calm my nerves a bit.

The fans probably don’t know these behind-the-scenes details, but they seem to like the new hairstyle quite a bit.

“NoName is so cute!”

“Your hair looks pretty down too!”

Cheers erupted.

Well, when someone asks what’s different, 99% of the time they’re referring to hair.

It’s because it’s the most dramatic change, and you want the other person to notice.

I smiled slightly and nodded.

I stood up, holding the microphone firmly with both hands.

“Hello, I’m NoName. As you know, I attend Cephiron Academy, and next month I’ll be advancing to third year.”

“KYAAAAA!”

A pterodactyl suddenly screeched in the otherwise quiet atmosphere.

“Hahaha. Actually, I didn’t think much about it until I got here, but seeing all of you makes me feel better than I imagined. The fan meeting is planned for a total of three hours, divided into parts 1 and 2. The signing session will take place after a break during part 2.”

I recited all the announcements the staff had provided, then bowed my head once more in gratitude.

“There’s one more thing I’d like to ask for your understanding about. Someone has volunteered to be the MC for today’s event.”

A spotlight illuminated one of the seats.

The fans all turned to look at the foreign man.

“Would it be okay if he hosts today?”

“Yes!”

“Woooow!”

“Canon! Canon! Canon! Canon!”

“NoName’s form is insane!”

“Then Canon, please come forward.”

He came bouncing forward in a well-fitted suit, looking quite comical.

Perhaps it was to diminish the intimidation from his size.

I hadn’t noticed when watching him on broadcasts because of his large face, but he was nearly 2 meters tall.

“Excuse me, I’ll make room for you.”

“Oh… okay?”

“You can sit here.”

I gave him the child-sized chair and climbed up to sit on the magnificent throne.

“Here?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, this is nice! It’s exactly my size!”

It’s important to be at eye level when having a conversation.

As Canon awkwardly placed his bottom on the chair, the legs creaked.

But the durability is good, so there’s no need to worry.

“I hope you’re not uncomfortable?”

“Not at all! It’s more comfortable than our studio!”

“Nice to meet you, Canon. I’m looking forward to your hosting today.”

***

-Looks like Canon and Name switched seats lol

-It’s Name’s fan meeting, so she should be in the main seat

-A statement that she won’t give special treatment…!

Step 1: Getting to know each other.

What you know online and what you know offline are different.

To bridge the gap between Name and her fans, the organizers decided to have a time for reading TrueWiki.

“NoName’s height is 113 centimeters. Is that correct?”

“Yes. It seems to be based on an interview during the Academy Competition, but I might be taller now.”

“We thought you might say that, so we prepared a height measuring device! Come on out!”

“What?”

Two men struggled to move a large machine to the center of the stage.

Canon grinned as he looked at the fans.

“Since I’m the MC, I’ll be excluded, but we’d like to invite someone to help measure Name’s height.”

Both the audience and chat became excited.

-Can I really meet Name up close?

-Wow lol

-Can I push down on Name’s head if I stand on my tiptoes?

└ Her father would end you

-So jealous of the fan meeting, so jealous of the fan meeting, so jealous of the fan meeting

“You’ll have to earn that privilege yourselves! Here’s the first quiz! What were the first two spells Name used in World of Arsheria? You must answer in the correct order. The phrase to use is ‘I love Name’.”

The difficulty of the question, prepared with the manager’s help, was through the roof.

-How are we supposed to know this lol

-When was the tutorial stream?

-January 20th last year, so exactly one year and one day ago lol

-Who came up with this question!

Sighs erupted from all around.

Among them, some people were seriously trying to figure out the answer by discussing with those next to them.

“The answer! I mean, I love Name!”

A man confidently raised his hand and shouted loudly.

“Yes, mister?”

“Friction coefficient adjustment… and polar coordinate assignment?”

“Hmm… nope!”

As soon as she heard the man’s answer, a female fan on the opposite side shouted.

“I love Name!”

“And the lady’s answer is?”

“Circuit reconfiguration, friction coefficient adjustment!”

“Correct! Come on up!”

“KYAAAA! Mom, I did it!”

-Wow, insane lol

-She got it right?!

-On the second try? For real?

-She must be a super fan at this level lol

Name took off her shoes and stepped onto the height measuring device.

“Wow, Name… you’re so small and precious…!”

“Haha, yes… thank you.”

“But you need to stand up straight! Here, here!”

She pressed Name’s heels firmly to the floor with both hands.

Name strained to keep her neck perfectly straight.

Canon tilted his head.

“If it was measured in October last year, wouldn’t she be much taller now?”

“Actually, I exaggerated a bit back then…”

“It’s perfect now! I’ll press the button, Name!”

Unlike her past life where she could soar to 180cm in high heels.

In this moment where every millimeter counts, Name squeezed her eyes shut as the machine touched the top of her head.

“Let’s see, 113.9…”

“Tsk…!”

“Oh my, 114cm! Wow, look Name! You grew 1cm!”

“114 centimeters, everyone! Give her a big round of applause! Everybody stand up!”

Canon excitedly got the fans to stand up.

-This is just mass murder lol

-Who said NoName is 113! She’s 114, 114!

-Fun fact) The average height of a first grader is 122cm.

└ Standing next to Canon, our Name is about to vanish lol

-So freaking cute omg lol

-‘NoName’ reaches #5 in TrueWiki real-time searches★

“Also, your Myers-Briggs personality type is ‘strict manager’?”

“Yes, ESTJ is correct.”

“Name, you have so many nicknames! NoNomNom, NameNanoyo, YesName, IceMagician, MachineLady, DMZ? What does that mean?”

“I wonder? I don’t really—”

[(13) DMZ: Dive Maniac Zealot, or Dive Maniac being.]

“According to the explanation here, it’s from comments when you kept tower diving while playing League.”

-Asteria is truly a nightmare…

-There’s no safe zone against Name lol

-Carried with a 43% win rate trash champion… that’s why she was even more hateful…

“I didn’t look at chat at all back then, so I’m not sure. But it’s probably right.”

“Yes, great! It’s a wonderful nickname that even Kim Ju-ae from North Korea would notice!”

Next is Step 2: Becoming friends.

The 112 fans each wrote questions on post-it notes and stuck them up.

Pink and yellow petals in full bloom.

Name carefully looked them over and peeled one off to read.

“Do you like mint chocolate? Yes, I do.”

“Really?”

“It’s not bad, is it?”

-Pro-mint chocolate faction unite

-Anti-mint chocolate group, back off!

-Name, that’s poison…! You shouldn’t eat poison!

-It’s toxic, toxic~ Even though Name is pro-mint chocolate, you still won’t support it?

“When did you feel happiest recently? I think right now is when I’m happiest.”

She examines the questions with loving eyes.

Canon also put down his microphone for a moment.

It was to give Name time to look around carefully.

“When will your father appear in your vlog? I’ll film him soon.”

“What position do you sleep in? I sleep in the shrimp position to minimize the target area.”

“Please make merchandise, I’m begging you. I’ll think about this one.”

“Do you need my signature? Huh, what kind of question is this…?”

“Do you know that you’re pretty, NoName? I’m not pretty, but I think I can stimulate adults’ protective instincts.”

-Protective instincts wow

-How does she know the term “target area” lol

-This child’s vocabulary is concerning…!

-She’s totally an old soul!

-Asking Name if she needs her own signature lol

The leaves of the tree, once thick with post-it notes, fall one by one.

As the background changes from spring to summer, and summer to autumn, it felt like we were spending a long time together, significantly narrowing the distance with Name.

“What goal do you want to achieve? Isn’t that too grand a question for an 8-year-old? For now, I’ll say becoming the world’s strongest. That’s pretty modest compared to world domination, right?”

-The girl who will become the world’s strongest!

-Modest dream: World’s strongest

-Name for the White House!

-She speaks so clearly and well lol

After filtering out duplicate questions and pocketing the cute drawings from those who couldn’t think of questions, about ten questions remained.

Name peeled off one of them and held it up to the light.

“Have you ever confessed to someone or been confessed to?”

Suddenly, Name held the post-it note up to the broadcast camera.

“I’ve never confessed to anyone, but I’ve been confessed to many times.”

-🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

-Who was it!

-What does this young kid know about love!

-Name is too young! No!

└ The one who confessed was probably in the same grade lol

-Doesn’t Name feel like a kindergartener?

-Name’s father! Protect our Name!

Canon, as if he’d caught something interesting, asked with an intrigued expression.

“How many confessions have you received?”

“Let’s see? Dozens?”

Behind her, Professor Cheon’s eyes grew cold as he watched with his arms crossed.

Whether she knew it or not, Name continued to dangle the post-it note for the viewers watching in real-time.

“If the viewer count drops in part 2, I might accept all the confessions I’ve been holding off on?”

Her clear threat set the chat on fire.

Of course, the viewers had no way of knowing.

That the confessions she’d been “holding off on” were because the people who confessed had died.