Chapter 45
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: Streamer Rie
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These days, my stream has been growing.
The viewer count, which used to hover around 300, was now pushing close to 1,000.
Considering that even my mildly naughty ASMR sessions only drew 500 or 600 at peak, this kind of change from just one game was an opportunity no streamer could ignore.
"It's heavy as hell with nearly a terabyte of data, but that means there's so much you can do."
I had no idea who made it.
A quick search for the developer turned up nothing—not even a previous title or any solid info.
The game just stood alone, isolated.
Even the Ultimate Eternal Package was only around 5,000 won, so I'd figured it was some trash game I'd play lightly and toss aside.
But unexpectedly, it was so well-made that I was still playing it—and I'd even sparked a trend on stream.
As a streamer, leading a trend instead of chasing old ones felt like a huge honor. I was smug about it.
I got lucky.
I wasn't the first to play it, but I made it blow up, so famous streamers jumping in late sometimes messaged me for advice.
It made me thrilled.
But nothing in the world is purely good, and the minor issue was that chat quality had tanked badly.
"...The stream's off, right?"
I double-checked the stream was off before sighing in relief.
Maybe the game was too good.
Viewers were way too immersed.
They fixated on a character I'd made by mistake at first.
Even when it wasn't fun, they'd demand I care for it, painting me as vicious. The stream thrived, but my mental health chipped away bit by bit.
"Gotta hire more managers."
I already had three, but chat moderation was slipping.
One more should cut down the whining. I leaned back in my chair, scratching my head.
Donations and viewers were overflowing compared to before.
With abundance came leisure, and leisure brought attention to things I'd ignored.
"Where's that guy been lately...?"
A viewer from single-digit days, occasional donor, had vanished suddenly.
I didn't track everyone, but I remembered nicknames of steady ones from the ultra-early days to now.
"...That, Snoozer, was it?"
Some prefer low-viewer streams.
Come to think of it, he disappeared right when I started this game.
When my stream was just taking off.
"I shouldn't care."
But once something nags, it sticks. My head was full of him.
I'd DM'd privately just in case, but three days later, no read receipt.
Easier if he just couldn't watch, but I recalled his phone date content.
Severe narcolepsy kept him bedridden watching streams, grateful I streamed.
I hadn't believed it then.
Viewers mix lies and exaggerations.
A guy "shipping out to the army" for goodbyes yesterday did it again today.
Filter accordingly.
Still...
"When someone who said they were sick just vanishes, you can't help but worry."
Earning well now, I could send a chicken if he replied.
In case DMs were buried, I resent the same one while relaunching the game.
This game didn't pause when I logged off.
Near-idle style, so log in regularly for events, stream quick if good ones pop.
"Who the hell made this game anyway."
Convenience was wrecked.
Yet popular because it's that good.
No duplicate dialogue, unique quests, same setup yields wildly different results.
"Remember when I taught someone? They copied my initial mistake character exactly, but got the polar opposite outcome."
I'd crammed orphan woes, now adopted by a noble, raised as a lady.
Theirs: hero, knight, adventurer.
Not that genre—felt like Princess Maker, odd review.
Single-player sucks, can't meet.
My ugly one meeting their lady would be fun.
"...Really wish I had lightning too."
Divine lightning saint smiting heavens—perfect.
Craved it, but no luck despite efforts.
My ugly one swallowed it, naturally irritating.
I stared at the screen.
I control movement, meetings, choices.
After? Purely character's whim. Prep, then watch like a movie with viewers.
A small party of ten thieves wiped flawlessly. I admired softly.
"Thief subjugation's too easy now."
Patrolling pilgrimage path for achievements.
But now, pause pilgrimage, head to capital.
Follow ugly one's quests, so stay nearby.
No stream for travel/prep—boring, viewers want action.
"Okay... Send this one to capital... Help the ugly one too."
Unknown events, guard till demon base found.
Too frail, might die pre-base—huge loss for me.
"...Ugh, hate it."
"Ugly" just from viewers' overimmersion dirtying chat.
"Like it's a real person?"
Stream habit: constant mutter. I grumbled nonstop solo.
I knew my setup was nasty.
Abandoned with worst traits.
But not reason to call me vicious.
"It's... just a game character."
Alt, delete, warehouse—normal.
No one treats game chars like people.
Whenever ugly succeeds, inventory pings—chat praises it, slams me. Hurts.
"Fine, whatever."
Shook off gripes, pulled money from inventory (unused).
Ugly has cash, but for this, need Saint Rie's connections too.
Time to gear armor.
Logged in after ages: decent stuff, but clothes like a harlot.
Looks/taste mine, but not exposure=power game.
Needs proper clothes/armor.
Lindwurm leather armor, slash-proof fabric clothes.
Total ~3 gold.
Necessary spend.
Saint Rie: adventurer-priestess. Demon base raid = fame/rewards.
3 gold in, 30+ out min. Worth it.
"Ugly... No big expectations, just survive till base reveal. Won't die during crafting, right?"
Pricey outfits hurt a bit, but shuts up pity-party viewers. Win-win.
"Now when they whine for ugly care, say I spent 3 gold on gear."
3 gold burdens even Saint Rie—ignore chat smugly awhile.
"No need fancy blessings, just Lightweight."
Holy/magic power blesses gear.
Each: dozens silver to tens gold. Cheapest/best: Lightweight.
Saint Rie rocks 3 blessings, but overkill for throwaway. One Lightweight.
"...Sigh."
Could toss plate armor easy, but this hassle from viewers. Tch, gulped cold water.
Fun game, but exhausting.
Eyed flickering light.
Blinking since stream off—end of life?
"Only a week since it dimmed... Defective?"
Who knows.
Shrugged it off.
Reward for demon worshipper subjugation: new trait, apparently.
[Deception F]
You are skilled at lying.
Your lies are so cunning they never arouse suspicion.
"...Bad trait?"
Ambiguous.
From deceiving demon worshippers, probably boosts lies.
Not useless like Villain.
Seemed useful.
"......Hehe."
My gloomy mood lifted a tiny bit.