Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: White Day: Love in the Name of Revenge (1)
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March 14th.
The second day that no couple can escape.
'White Day'
Unlike Valentine's Day, which at least commemorates the saint, this was a purely commercial holiday invented in Japan.
White Day's origins were downright sloppy. Japanese merchants, stuck with leftover Valentine's stock, formed the "White Day Committee" in 1978 purely to boost sales and clear inventory. It was the commercial holiday of commercial holidays, born surprisingly recently.
"...What should I do."
And it was a day that had me seriously stressing out.
For a full week already.
"Yeona sis is still pissed and won't give me a straight answer."
A few days had passed since that drunken night with Yeona sis.
For some reason, whenever the topic came up, she'd freak out and say, "I'm never drinking with you kids again." After that, things had been pretty normal.
Myth streamed, I buckled down on studies, and turned on my own stream every three or four days to chat with fans.
"White Day, huh... I could just give her some candy and call it a day."
But nah, that felt wrong.
I could feel that trademark Jeon family "surprise itch" kicking in.
It was our first holiday since becoming a couple, after all.
"Plus, I gotta get revenge for last Valentine's."
That day in the apartment hallway—the sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, yet oh-so-bitter chocolate kiss.
I had to admit it.
It was a surprise so beautiful and shocking, my heart nearly exploded.
Making me go "Aaaah~" before forcing a chocolate kiss on me? Was there a more terrifying event?
So this White Day was my shot at payback.
"Simplest option: make her a spring-themed avatar for White Day."
But that was too cliché.
Anyone else might say, "Making an avatar from scratch is cliché?!" But with hands that were getting faster by the day, whipping up one outfit felt like nothing now.
I believed a gift's value came from "effort" and "passion." Something I could crank out in an hour with a few clicks? Sure, it'd have some heart, but the sheer volume fell short.
"Tricky. Pulling out 'that' is... hmm. Probably too much."
I had something prepped on the side, but it was way too early.
Hmm. What a dilemma.
I slid You Can Make Avatars Too! back onto the shelf and booted up my computer.
Need ideas? Dive into the info ocean.
Pro tip for 21st-century folks: always remember that.
"White Day events... hmm. Nothing really grabs me."
Stuff candy in a balloon.
Lure her somewhere and surprise her with sweets.
All kinda meh.
Plus, dragging Myth outside for White Day would mess up her stream schedule.
That was a real issue.
Time dragged on, but the pondering didn't stop.
Not that it was painful.
How could worrying over a gift for the one you love hurt?
Just a bit frustrating that no answers came easy.
Surfing the web led me, eventually, somewhere familiar.
『VTuber Gallery』
A community where Myth talk popped up often, so I clicked in without thinking.
As expected from a gallery, dozens, hundreds, thousands of shitposts greeted me.
"Hey, there's even stuff about me."
Sorry, not a full-time streamer.
Among the flood of posts, I picked one.
[White Day event ideas?]
White Day—the keyword hooked me.
I clicked and read.
"...Whoa. Eureka."
And there, I snagged an absurd idea.
One that let me avenge a long-ago failed attempt, no less.
I grabbed my phone and dialed.
Still a week till White Day.
Planning and pulling it off would be tight, but... guess I'd need forbidden measures.
Brace for all-nighters, mouse in hand.
What? All-nighters are no biggie, so why brace?
...Myth would chew me out if she caught me.
Gotta be careful.
"My turn now."
Payback for Valentine's, return that love tenfold, a hundredfold—the mouse flew into action.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The cyberpunk city shattered in spectacular fashion.
A dapper cat in black shades darted out.
World crumbling, cyber realm revealed as illusion—back to reality. Game cleared.
A Tsukuru game with this level of polish? Insane.
Myth leaped to her feet in applause.
"Uwaaaah... Myth content today too. Admit it?"
But the viewers' reactions were fiercer than expected.
The one series Myth uniquely adored: House of Horror.
House of Horror 66: Smash the Cult World, Restore the Cyber Cult Realm to Reality~—successfully cleared.
Myth blinked in confusion.
"So tragic. I've cleared this series 66 times, yet some still don't get its charm."
"Aftertalk? Hmm... Been a while, maybe hit the cafe and roast some posts."
Nice, nice~.
Chat lit up with excitement. Myth winked and opened her fan cafe.
『Myth's New Tales』
Myth's legendary tales, or new tales—double meaning.
Sure enough, posts flooded in the second she opened it.
"Y'all only post when I check the cafe, huh."
Hmm. What to check.
Myth scrolled through the posts.
She'd love to read them all, but volume control was key.
Mouse barely moved, and posts hit near 1,000. No way.
Picking tales for the VTuber explorer? Viewer content too.
Thrill of Myth reading your post amid thousands.
'Basically, who pulls Myth's aggro best.'
And sadly, crafty viewers knew exactly how.
"These jerks...!"
Crafty viewers now stuffed every post with "Legend."
Myth puffed her cheeks.
They knew she couldn't ignore it.
"Hah, think I'll click every one just 'cause?"
As viewers said—tragically—body was honest.
Eyes chased "Legend," mouse followed.
"Warning: aggro with Legend's name but empty inside? Week ban all."
Click—and greeted by:
『This post deleted by author.』
In that instant, hundreds vanished.
Dozens left at most.
All that bait? Myth fumed with betrayal.
"These jerks...!"
Well, survivors must be real Legend talk.
Myth grinned and clicked one.
『But if Legend oppa keeps going like this—』 Provocative title.
Couldn't stop—click.
Rider!!!!
A hero in slick full-body suit striking a pose.
Kamen Rider. Classic bait template. Rare lately, so she let guard down.
Myth screamed.
"Hey!!! "
Myth frantically searched if the cafe nick was live—negative.
"...Lucky."
Myth killed time on survivors, then cleared her throat.
"Alright, read plenty. Time to wrap."
As she prepped closing, big donation hit.
Come to think of it, yeah.
Chat buzzed with questions.
After Myth's public relationship reveal and QWER's chaotic debut, fans figured frequent collabs were incoming.
But post-debut? No collabs. Just occasional posts about her day.
"Oh, that. No big reason—Seol's just been busy lately."
Chat exploded in hype.
Legend = QWER = Myth's modeler.
Busy Legend = new Myth content, obviously.
Myth shook her head at the barrage.
"Dunno."
Chat: "You don't know, who does?" Myth truly didn't, so just shrugged.
Seol loved surprises—probably prepping one.
"But you can look forward to it?"
"No fr, I don't. But y'know..."
Myth gazed at the camera.
Precisely, beyond it—to her love watching right now.
No chance he wasn't.
He always watched her streams.
Myth winked.
"You've always exceeded my imagination."
Expectant this time too?
With that, Myth ended the stream.
♡
Dark room.
Legend's mouse-dancing haven.
Giggles echoed from beyond the voice chat.
"Oof, got served, Legend."
"Uwaaaah... told ya... now I'm hyped..."
Legend chuckled at Myth's wink.
Surprises needed shock value—but one expected? Lame.
Yet Legend's call partner, Sua, heard no disappointment.
This was...
"Legend, you sound way too thrilled for that."
"That obvious?"
"Yup. Super."
No intent to hide it anyway.
Legend touched his lips.
Figured Myth'd sniff it out. Her intuition about him was unmatched.
So one surprise left.
Shatter expectations utterly.
A whole new dimension.
"Can't wait."
Like the shock when "Myth" first debuted.
Myth's reaction? Predictable.
Legend grinned.