Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Mutual Follow
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Overwhelming map, overwhelming avatar, overwhelming dance, overwhelming song.
A VTuber with zero weak points. If she's the GOAT, mass upvote lmao.
How can a map be this perfect?
Just admit defeat to Dream Live and ask Myth to hook you up with QWER already.
From my view, no one can beat this.
But the new 3D avatars lately could compete with Myth's, right?
Can a single person really produce this level of quality?
Has to be a team, no doubt.
Even starting 7 years ago, no way one guy pulls this off alone.
Not human, it's some corp AI in development.
Let Dream Live get a taste of QWER just once!
Lend it once!
Sure, our Myth crew allows QWER—even hubby.
Everyone's assuming QWER's a team like it's obvious, but logically, if it were, wouldn't there be leaks, poaching, spin-offs, or something by now?
Even weirder that a pro team would stick to Myth purely out of fandom.
Dream Live would offer way more cash or direct contact—it's like a money printer bug. Why not?
Makes more sense as a solo fanboy sticking with Myth.
"Sorry. Not a common sense kinda guy."
I smirked inwardly while scrolling the community.
Myth noticed and asked,
"Still ego-searching via live?"
"What's wrong with it? Seeing my work and your live hyped up in places like this gives me energy."
"Sure, but focus on the anime we're watching together first."
"Yep."
After Myth's live wrapped up successfully.
One day in February.
We were chilling on the sofa, watching TV together.
"Oh, this anime's fun."
"Think about it from Seth's POV—he wakes up and animation quality jumped 7 years ahead. How's it feel?"
"Hm. Well..."
How's it feel? Only thing I can say is it's insane.
"It's insane?"
"Pfft. Seth's such a STEMlord. No soul."
"Nah, that's not it. Just poor at expressing."
We traded empty banter.
Then Myth's phone started buzzing like crazy—bzzz, bzzz.
She grabbed it casually and started typing.
"Getting tons of messages."
"Makes sense after 7 years streaming—network's huge. You see my interview with the National MC?"
I nodded.
I'd been digging through Myth's YouTube, saw the thumbnail with National MC and thought damn she pulls aggro, clicked in, and was shocked she actually did a broadcast TV interview.
"Yeah. Gave me chills. My little Myth's grown that big."
"What, feeling nostalgic all sudden?"
"Nah, that's─"
Not really.
As I denied it, Myth moved faster.
I was sitting, she was lying down—she swiftly swapped head position.
Suddenly her head was on my thigh, beaming up at me.
"Don't worry. Dunno about 'little,' but you're still mine."
"...You're getting too blatant with the flirting lately."
"Told you a million times—confess already."
Myth playfully thumped my thigh with the back of her head.
I said wait a bit.
I have plans.
Of course, I kept that internal, and lightly karate-chopped her forehead.
One chop didn't budge her head from my thigh.
In proper lap pillow pose looking down at her, I petted her hair instead.
"Hehe."
Myth made puppy noises, accepting my touch.
She kept tapping her phone while I petted.
"Whatcha doing?"
"Inbyul."
"Oh, that Facebook-like thing?"
"Yeah. Next-gen Facebook. Wanna start one, Seth?"
Inbyul, huh.
I pondered briefly.
Then shook my head.
No one I'd kept in touch with after 7 years asleep.
Why share Legend's daily life anyway?
"Ah, fair enough."
Myth read my mind without me saying, propping her chin thoughtfully.
...Leg was starting to go numb, but I held it in.
"How about a QWER account instead of Legend?"
"Huh?"
Unexpected idea.
Not Legend, but modeler QWER on Inbyul.
But even that felt like eh, why bother?
"Why bother?"
"Ooh, perfect. QWER account. Let's make it now."
Myth seemed deaf to me.
Or ignoring.
Why's she more hyped than me for my account?
She sat up from my lap, snatched my phone.
Sigh.
Leg circulation returning as she went to thumbprint-unlock my phone, then oopsed and handed it back.
"Seth. Unlock this. Let's make the account now."
Ahem.
Myth cleared her throat.
Weird.
Looked like she tried her own fingerprint earlier.
Mistake, right?
"Why bother?"
"But I wanna mutual follow you."
She said that.
Ah.
Not about making the account— she wants mutuals.
Fine by me.
Now that I think, I wanna too.
I whipped up an account.
QWER.
Odd feeling.
"I'll make the logo later~."
"You do logos too?"
"Hehe. Forgot who designed Myth's templates?"
Oh yeah.
That happened.
3 years ago for me, so slipped my mind.
Ding.
Notification popped up.
Myth started following you.
First time on Inbyul, didn't know much, but this is it.
I searched Myth.
Wow.
5 mil subs ain't joke—hundreds of thousands following.
I hit follow.
"Oh, incoming."
Myth plopped back on my thigh like job done.
Grinned schemingly at me.
Or proud?
"What's with the weird face."
"Know how many mutual requests I got in 7 years?"
No way.
I double-checked her profile.
Millions of followers, but following: '1'.
That one was me.
"Ughhh. Waited 7 years for this."
Myth stretched proudly.
Rubbed back of head on my thigh.
Knew what that meant, so I petted again with a smile.
"So much I wanna do together after 7 years."
"Yeah."
"You'll follow along?"
"Obviously."
Just mutual following, yet this happiness radiates.
Loved it so much I forgot numb leg, kept petting.
Clueless then what this mutual would bring.