Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: Mafia Game (1)
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"Mmm. Slept well."
Feeling a refreshing sense of satisfaction, Mika opened her eyes in bed. Next to her, Maki was lying on the sofa, unable to endure her hangover from drinking way too much the night before.
Mika wasn't much of a drinker herself, so normally, after downing that much yesterday, she'd be hit hard by a hangover. But today was different.
Her mind was so clear—sharper than ever—from the joy of surpassing Myth.
"Hehe~."
Mika hummed a little tune as she headed straight to the bathroom. Her mornings always started with a thorough wash to wake herself up. It was a routine she'd kept since she was a little kid.
"Kimi o nagasakara~ Dakara isshoni irenaide na~."
Humming a popular song by a young artist lately, Mika dried off with a towel and stepped out of the bathroom.
"...Mika. I'm here, you know. Put some clothes on."
"Oh? You're up already? I thought you'd sleep more, so I came out like this on purpose."
"No matter how tired I am, your singing wakes me right up."
"I-I know I'm not a great singer!"
"Ack! What the hell, throwing your used towel at me? You trying to kill me?!"
Maki flailed wildly after taking Mika's towel straight to the face, while Mika hurriedly grabbed some clothes and put them on.
Today was an off day, and though her mind was sharp, her body was still feeling a slight hangover haze, so Mika slipped back into her pajamas and leaped energetically onto the bed.
"That happy about it?"
"I'm at the top of the world now. Of course I'm thrilled."
"Ugh. Gonna check your phone again?"
"Gotta. Proof of victory."
Alright then, time to check today's trends. Grinning ear to ear, Mika opened the social media app—once symbolized by a blue bird icon, now just letters.
Surely today's trends would feature her, unless something huge happened. She peered at her phone screen with a beaming smile.
"Eh."
Her phone clattered to the floor with a tok.
Sensing something off, Maki slid out of bed, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and picked up the phone from the floor.
Lemme see, lemme see.
What could have shocked Mika like this? Half anxious, half curious, Maki grabbed the phone.
"Ooh."
Her ominous hunch had been spot on. Maki chuckled dryly with a detached expression and tapped the trends. Ooh yeah. This was definitely enough to topple Mika.
Maki clapped and laughed heartily. The only downside was her pounding hangover head preventing a full reaction.
"Yeah, well. I kinda guessed from the phone drop."
"How?! What the hell did she do?!"
Mika snatched her phone from Maki with trembling hands and checked everything out.
A cool beach scene, Myth in a swimsuit squirting water guns into the sky and playing around. The new avatar made her old one look like trash. Mika felt dizzy just looking at it.
Thud.
"Kuak?! Mika?! You don't have to collapse on top of me!"
"This is insane... A company like DreamLive invested four years in this, and it's their result? QWER did this while sleeping for seven years? How is this already getting copied like this?!"
Mika spiraled into panic.
She buried her face in Maki's chest. Not crying, just so dumbfounded she didn't know what to do.
Maki hesitated for a moment, then gave a wry smile and gently patted Mika's back. Fair enough. The girl who'd aimed higher than anyone, who'd finally clawed her way to the top after seven years, had it snatched away in less than a week.
"Guess that's just the kinda guy he is. Even I think it's ridiculous, but what can ya do? People like that exist."
"Uwaaa!! This is cheating!! Total cheating!!"
A woman's scream echoed through the luxury Tokyo apartment.
Later, unable to contain her rage, Mika got blackout drunk with Maki again that day and posted on her X:
That became a minor footnote.
Several days after the tumultuous bikini summer fiasco, Mika dropped to eternal second place, and Myth solidified her spot at number one.
Myth was smiling as she streamed energetically today.
"Ughhh. No more bikini requests! I've done it for a week straight. You'll get sick of it too."
"Hey now. I'm cold too."
Even something like a bikini gets tiring if you show it too long. Of course, this was her first time actually wearing a proper bikini outfit, but she'd learned from watching other VTubers' streams.
Seasonal outfits had meaning only as seasonal things—unless you're changing your default look.
"Hey. Don't mention Legend too much. Take a breather first."
Wrapping up chats and snagging the occasional weirdo, Myth finished her interaction. Unless there was a mega collab, she always did 1-2 hours of chat after starting stream—it was her routine.
"So, what now?"
Viewers started suggesting their desired content. Myth read through them carefully, pondering her options.
Highwatch? She sucked too much. No new freaky Tsukuru game, and sadly no sequel to the god-tier Witch's House yet. Steam games caught her eye, at least.
Nothing beats firing up Steam when you're out of ideas.
Guess I'll do a Steam game then— As she thought that, a message popped up in XCode.
"Hold up, guys. Gotta take a call real quick."
"No, this time it's really not that. Don't pile on Legend."
With that, Myth picked up the call.
"O~ Myth. Watching your stream—got nothing planned, right?"
The caller was none other than Yeona unnie. She was streaming too—what's up? Myth tilted her head.
Yeona unnie wasn't the type to call mid-stream without prior plans.
"Yeah, unnie. Was just looking for something to do."
"Good good. Perfect timing—I've been thinking of a new content idea. Wanna do a game with me?"
"Huh? A game?"
Yeona unnie collabs were rare. Myth's eyes sparkled. What cool content did she have? As Myth lit up, Yeona spoke.
"Not anything amazing, heads up. Just the usual."
"No worries. What game?"
"Mafia game. You in?"
Ah, that. The platform's hot mafia game. Now split into aliens and humans, with aliens disguised as humans killing them off, and you win by finding and voting them out.
Myth had played it to death, but not in months—perfect timing. As expected of Yeona unnie; her sense was impeccable.
"Sure. Heading to Discord?"
"Yup~ Waiting in the usual room. Just join."
"Got it."
Private call ended, Myth grinned and unmuted.
"Alright~ Content decided. Today's game is Among Us! The classic mafia one."
Chat reactions were mostly positive.
You'd think it'd be stale by now, but watching multiple streamers weave stories and roleplay? Always fun.
Satisfied with the response, Myth entered the XCode room—and felt something off.
"Unnie? We're doing Among Us, right?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"But the room's just us two?"
You need at least eight for Among Us to make sense. What mafia game with two people?
Myth realized something was wrong and tried to leave, but Yeona quickly cut in.
"Wait, unnie—I'm just gonna—"
"Okay! Round 1.5: Mafia member hunt begins. I invited one, so Myth, you invite one next."
Damn, she got hooked perfectly.
Myth sighed. No one knew yet.
That this mafia stream would become a legendary one with an unprecedented lineup.