Ch.391[Episode 391] Roll, Sir Dominic!

“Here’s food and drink.”

Captain Elang brought food and water to Sir Dominic.

An ordinary person would have vomited everything inside due to the tremendous centrifugal force, but Sir Dominic, who had resistance to status ailments, was able to remain perfectly fine even during that intense spinning.

“The first attack was successful.”

I’m Not Little spoke in an excited voice, unable to hide her joy.

“It worked because the opponent concentrated all their checks in the early stages, leaving us unchecked in the later part.”

I’m Not Little showed Sir Dominic the entire course.

As she said, the Great Blue Sword’s course had obstacles clustered only in the beginning, while the latter part was wide open for free running.

“But the Great Blue Sword will have learned from this attack. So… as expected.”

I’m Not Little nodded as she observed obstacles beginning to appear in the latter part.

Having been caught off guard once, they would be prepared this time.

“Now you’ll have to avoid obstacles in the latter part too.”

I’m Not Little said this to Sir Dominic while looking at the remaining rest time.

Three minutes before rolling the piece—time to think of strategies, repair pieces, or set up obstacles.

Those three minutes had ended.

“Time to roll again.”

“By all means. I’m ready.”

Sir Dominic grinned, immersed in enjoyment.

If he hadn’t gained weight, that smile would have been quite charming, but now it just wobbled with his chubby cheeks.

I’m Not Little grabbed Sir Dominic with her hands and rolled him once more from the starting point.

What might be the final decisive attack had now begun.

…

“Wow, who would have thought we’d be reversed at the end?”

“I know. As expected of a speed-run specialist GachaTuber…”

“Hmm.”

At the Knight’s Bonfire, a tavern located in the Gachaland city district.

Sir Dominic, I’m Not Little, and Captain Elang were sitting side by side, drinking.

Of course, since Sir Dominic still avoided alcohol, his drink was replaced with cider.

To cut to the conclusion, the team of Sir Dominic, I’m Not Little, and Captain Elang was eliminated in the round of 16.

Their opponent, the Great Blue Sword, true to being a speed-run specialist GachaTuber, drove their piece at tremendous speed to maintain the offensive, and finally secured victory by destroying the castle gate first.

Of course, up to the middle of the match, the situation had indeed been very favorable for Sir Dominic.

However, the problem was the obstacle they had set up at the end. The slight deceleration caused by that obstacle left the opponent’s gate with just a tiny bit of durability remaining.

“Still, it feels like my world has expanded after seeing such a fun tournament.”

Captain Elang grinned happily.

Judging by her red cheeks, she seemed a bit drunk.

“Who would have thought I’d form a connection with a GachaTuber, and such an amazing one at that?”

“Come on, aren’t you praising me too much?”

I’m Not Little smiled awkwardly at Captain Elang’s words.

“Anyway, it was quite fun.”

Sir Dominic finally joined the conversation.

In fact, Sir Dominic had just ravenously devoured a plate of Napolitan spaghetti.

“I didn’t even know there were tournaments for Stars, let alone such strange and fascinating ones.”

“Well, Stars are all starved for content. Above all, like bread and circuses, nothing works better for soothing the temperament of Stars.”

I’m Not Little answered Sir Dominic’s comment in detail.

As I’m Not Little said, Stars were beings who always thirsted for content.

The inevitable boredom that comes from living a long life.

Content that could alleviate that boredom was the most important element for Stars.

In extreme cases, some Stars would wreck worlds out of boredom, or…

Anyway, as I’m Not Little said, nothing was better than content for soothing the temperament of Stars.

“Ah, it should be ending about now, right?”

I’m Not Little suddenly remarked that it should be almost over by now and took out her phone to launch the GachaTube app.

She naturally entered the channel where the tournament was being broadcast, and soon realized the tournament had indeed ended as she saw the award winners appearing.

“Well, no surprises.”

First place went to the Great Blue Sword, a Star specialized in speed runs.

“These small Stars are desperate to make their names known.”

I’m Not Little said this as she turned off GachaTube.

“But lack of experience in these venues shows.”

“…?”

“Actually, if I had that level of skill, I would fight closely and then make an embarrassing mistake at the end. Get reversed. Enough to be ridiculed by people.”

I’m Not Little took a sip of her drink.

Sir Dominic was pondering what I’m Not Little had just said when he opened his eyes wide at Captain Elang’s words.

“…That’s exactly what you did?”

“Exactly.”

I’m Not Little replied as if it were obvious.

“For comprehensive gaming Stars like me, it’s hard to get attention unless we’re overwhelmingly good. But if we lose embarrassingly? People remember us. At least for a while.”

Captain Elang clicked her tongue at I’m Not Little’s words.

“You calculated all that?”

“Yes. No, it’s a bit different…”

I’m Not Little thought for a moment, then decided it wouldn’t hurt to tell Sir Dominic and Captain Elang the truth behind the incident.

“Actually, the Great Blue Sword is indeed skilled. But I would have dropped out in the round of 16 even if there had been a different Star in that position.”

“?”

“Because I had already received enough ‘attention’.”

I’m Not Little pointed at the round Sir Dominic with her finger.

“Actually, I was the first to use a mortal as a piece in that tournament. Well, there were similar cases before, but they were disqualified before they could even roll properly. Human rights issues or something like that.”

“They were forced to participate through threats,” I’m Not Little added.

“Anyway, I never intended to go beyond the round of 16 for Sir Dominic’s condition. Going further would have been too much strain on him.”

I’m Not Little had many thoughts in her head, but she tapped the table with her finger as if they weren’t quite organized.

“Anyway, I already achieved my goal of drawing attention through Sir Dominic. So what’s next? Dropping out in the round of 16 to gain goodwill from my opponent. With luck, I might continue this connection later to collaborate with that Star or be introduced to other content. This is the secret to how I’ve been able to broadcast for so long.”

“My goodness.”

Captain Elang knew that I’m Not Little was a Star who had been broadcasting for a long time, but she had no idea she was this experienced.

“Impressive.”

Sir Dominic admired I’m Not Little’s words.

Even to Sir Dominic, I’m Not Little’s depth of thought seemed quite profound.

“It’s nothing special.”

I’m Not Little scratched her head shyly after saying that.

That’s when it happened.

“Hmph! You think you avoided fighting me for such trivial reasons?”

Sir Dominic turned his head at the sound of a woman picking a fight from behind him.

There stood a woman in a red skirt with a large fake red rose on her head.

She was holding a red fan with her red-gloved hand, and she looked extremely vicious.

“The Giant of the Red Rose?”

I’m Not Little recognized her identity.

“How did you find us here?”

“I saw you going somewhere after the match. I followed and found you here.”

“Isn’t that usually called stalking?”

“I don’t care. Don’t apply mortal rules to a Star!”

The Giant of the Red Rose shouted in an irritating, whining voice.

“Anyway, I was so looking forward to fighting you, and you avoided it for such a reason?”

“…You also got eliminated in the round of 16, didn’t you?”

“Ugh! T-that’s…”

The Star Giant of the Red Rose stammered at I’m Not Little’s words.

She couldn’t help it. The Giant of the Red Rose was just being unreasonable to I’m Not Little.

In fact, the Giant of the Red Rose had a very wicked plan.

It was to provoke I’m Not Little into hitting her, then edit a video about I’m Not Little’s bad character to gain views.

Recalling that plan again, the Giant of the Red Rose said to I’m Not Little:

“I-I can’t end it like this! So let’s have a separate match!”

“Why should I?”

I’m Not Little snorted as if finding it absurd.

“Why should I compete with someone who just snipes at others?”

“That’s… that’s…”

The Giant of the Red Rose was at a loss for words again at I’m Not Little’s response.

I’m Not Little was a major Star with over 100 million subscribers.

In contrast, she had just barely passed 5 million as a small Star.

As I’m Not Little said, she had no reason to fight the Giant of the Red Rose.

She could no longer counter I’m Not Little’s logical arguments.

So, the Giant of the Red Rose made a desperate move.

To achieve her original goal of angering I’m Not Little.

“Hmm?”

Sir Dominic suddenly felt emptiness beneath his feet.

And Sir Dominic, along with the herbal tea cup in his hand, fell downward.

The Giant of the Red Rose had sent Sir Dominic somewhere.

“Sir Dominic!”

As Sir Dominic tumbled down into a dark hole, he heard I’m Not Little calling out to him from above.