Chapter 107: Nice to meet you!

I stared into the camera lens.

As I did, my face appeared on the stream.

It felt completely different from when I used to stream with an avatar.

Showing myself to the world as I am—it alone made me feel more connected to people.

[User has donated 1,000 won]
– Please dance.

“What kind of dance? I usually try not to ban people, but this I can’t let slide.”

Click. I grabbed the mouse and pretended to ban the viewer.

[WTF, Han Yurim’s acting weird.]
[She’s savage now.]
[Red alert!!]

The chat was in chaos, but I said without batting an eye, “I don’t smoke.”

And then—
Ding. Another donation popped up.

[User has donated 1,000 won]
– What are you even doing?

“The streamer I know best is Bunnyrun, so I benchmarked her. Pretty similar, right?”

The chat seemed to agree with me.

[Almost died LOL]
[Bunnyrun used to be like that back in the day. Not so much anymore.]
[But she still pops off like that sometimes if she plays Eternal World.]
[Eternal World does that to people…]

I stared intently at the fast-moving chat.

Eternal World, huh.

When was the last time I actually played the game seriously during a stream?

I had played here and there, but not with the same dedication as before.

I’d been too busy with game development and all. It couldn’t be helped.

[So what now?]

“Good question.”

This was why I wanted to turn on the camera when I was ready.

Without fireworks or a giant concert hall, it just felt kind of boring.

“Should we play a game?”

I like games.

I’ve said it many times, but really, someone who doesn’t like games would never make a game alone.

[You finally turn on the cam and this is what you do? Just gaming?]

“What else is there to do?”

Just because I turned on the cam doesn’t mean I’m suddenly shooting a vlog.

No one in this chat even likes that kind of thing.

[At least shoot a vlog or something WTF]
[What game is it]
[Do you want us to scold you for real?]
[Wait… or do more people actually want that?]
[Why though? That’s weird.]

“Are you the type who finds joy in peeking into someone else’s daily life? That’s a really niche taste.”

But I couldn’t afford to fuel niche tastes any further.

Holding back tears, I launched the game.

[Here we go again?]

“I haven’t played much recently, though.”

I picked a role and queued for a quick match.

Once the queue popped, I picked the character I always played.

The game began.

I leveled up by taking down objectives and charged toward the enemy’s city core.

It was the same gameplay as always, so nothing particularly special.

Except for how quickly I ran into the enemy, which was unexpected.

It was like they were sprinting right at me too—we clashed dead in the center of the map.

It wasn’t unheard of, so I didn’t panic. I lined up my skills.

I landed my CC, closed the gap, and swung my sword—

“You turned on your cam just to play games?! Are you serious?!”

Slash.

I cut down the enemy city core mid-yell.

Ah, a fan.

You have to give fans the treatment they deserve.

I used every means possible to hunt down enemy city cores.

“Han Yurim must!”

Slash.

“Right now!”

Slash.

“Deliver content suitable for a cam stream!”

Shoooooom. Boom.

When one side gets completely wiped out in a city core battle, the game doesn’t really function anymore.

I surrendered at 10 minutes, threw the recently encountered city core into my 4-tier fan list, and queued again.

“You really are just going to play games the whole time?”

That’s what the scout who popped up while I was taking an objective said.

I didn’t hesitate to cut them down either.

Another fan?

It wasn’t very efficient to chase scouts, but you can’t neglect fan service.

So I slaughtered the scout too, finishing the game in just 10 minutes.

(snoring emoji)

000

Even though it wasn’t an emoji-only chat, for some reason, viewers had gone silent.

Why was that?

Hmm.

Got it.

“You want to see a character other than Thierry, don’t you? Don’t worry. I’ve got 190 more characters besides Thierry.”

That should satisfy the audience, right?

[User has donated 1,000 won]
– Cold-blooded b*tch.

As expected.

The fact that they regained their words instantly meant they were satisfied.

The queue popped.

This time, I picked Ormal.

Today, I’m going to play for a solid 50 hours.

Han Yurim’s stream hadn’t changed much after all.

Han Yurim played the game.

She slaughtered enemies with insane reflexes.

And in the lower right corner of the screen, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl appeared.

Just hearing the description, it looked like the same broadcast screen as usual—but everyone watching knew it wasn’t.

‘Waa.’

The man let out a gasp as Han Yurim pulled off a 1v3 clutch with a perfect skill combo.

-Then he typed in the chat:

-Crazy

 -She’s god-tier

-This isn’t a human level

Others posted in a similar tone.

The man had a subtle expression on his face.

At a glance, it looked like they were complimenting Han Yurim’s gameplay, but the man knew.

That wasn’t what they were talking about.

He shifted his gaze slightly.

Calling her a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty actually did a disservice to her appearance.

No matter how insane her play was, no matter what crazy thing she said, it didn’t matter. Everything was overshadowed and erased by the sheer aura of her looks.

After seeing that, even Shiroame’s reaction made sense.

A perfect upper-tier version. Han Yurim didn’t look like Thierry.

Thierry looked like Han Yurim.

Honestly, it felt meaningless to even compare them—Han Yurim’s beauty was overwhelming.

Taste in appearance? People who say that have clearly never done an Ideal Type World Cup.

Gather all the beauty in the world, compare them, filter down to the very best—and what’s left is one person.

That was Han Yurim.

So the viewers, including the man, couldn’t help but type out compliments for her appearance like they were entranced.

Saying it too directly made you sound like a creep, so the key was to phrase it more subtly.

But the fact that it had already passed stage 5 and gone on to stage 10 creepiness said it all.

Han Yurim charged into the enemy lines and unleashed ultra-fast Iaido. Crackle. Her lightning-infused sword sliced the enemy clean in two.

-Crazy. Just crazy.
-I can’t even think straight.
-Is this the pinnacle of the world?

Translated, that meant: “(Han Yurim’s face is) crazy,(Her face has me) losing my mind,” “Is this the peak (of beauty) in the world?”

Next match. This time, Han Yurim picked Thierry. Then she demolished her opponents with perfect skill distribution.

-Kya, I’m losing my soul
-Perfect
-Tearing up watching this

Which translated to: “Kya (Han Yurim’s face is making me) lose my soul,” “(Her face is) perfect,” “Tearing up just watching (Han Yurim)”

Next match again. As expected, Han Yurim picked Thierry and turned around a losing team fight by using a water-elemental derived ultimate: [Doppelgänger].

“……”

Han Yurim, who had just forced a surrender in ten minutes, stared at the chat window.

The chat also fell silent and simply watched her.

And then—

Click.

Someone committed a war crime under international broadcast law.

They turned off the cam.

-What the hell
-Please don’t do this
-We’re sorry, okay?

Click. The cam turned back on.

-Crazy, just crazy lol.
-Maybe I was born to witness this moment?

Click. The cam turned off again.

Han Yurim spoke.

“This won’t do.”

Then she moved her mouse, and a change appeared in the previously empty lower-right corner.

A blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl……

Her avatar popped up.

[ᄋᄋ has donated 1,000 won]
– Please don’t do this

“No.”

Han Yurim spoke firmly. Despite the outcry in the chat, her stance didn’t change.

“My avatar and my real appearance aren’t that different to begin with. So this is technically still a cam stream.”

-They’re completely different
-Ma’am, please pin the cam. It’s not too late
-I’m not like the bad viewers. I’ll prove I’m not a bad person

“Can I really trust you?”

-Yes, yes
-You can trust us
-We’ll just hold hands

“Hmmm.”

Han Yurim tapped her cheek with a finger as if she was thinking about it, then softly spoke.

“Nope.”

-You cruel woman.

After 59 hours of playing Eternal World, the tension that had been piling up finally eased.

I stretched out with a long yawn after ending the stream.

Refreshed.

I wish every day could be like this.

With the work done, it was time for a hobby break.

After jotting down some game development ideas and browsing some communities, I finally opened my inbox.

Let’s see……

Sender: qwkwjajw1234
Subject: Yurim-ah
Message: (Photo of a normally unseen part of the body)

Nothing particularly noteworthy had arrived today either.

I went through the unread messages one by one.

Photos of body parts, backseat gaming emails, emails with screenshots of hate comments, emails asking to borrow money, emails saying their parents were sick, donation requests…

I skimmed through the usual WWE (Weird, Wild, and Excessive) emails.

And then I saw a familiar sender.

Sender: NovelLive
I clicked the email.

Sender: NovelLive

Subject: Hello, Ms. Han Yurim. This is NovelLive. Reaching out about a collab stream.

Message: We’re planning to run a large collaboration server at NovelLive, and we’d like to invite you to participate.

This time, Ms. Yukimura Akane personally requested your participation.

A large collab server?

Hmmm.