Chapter 22: Internet Broadcast Crossing the Line (3)
The next day, Sunday morning.
I woke up to the dazzling sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains.
The first thing I felt upon sitting up was a heavy languor pressing down on my entire body, followed by an intense wave of self-loathing.
"……Haa."
The bedsheets were a crumpled mess, and on the desk sat a glass vial containing traces of last night's activities.
I pulled the blanket over my head completely.
Lying there in a daze, I berated myself for what I'd done the night before.
At first, my plan had been clear: collect mana liquid and try making mana crystals from it.
But at some point, I'd forgotten the goal entirely and gotten lost in the means.
Far from collecting mana liquid, I'd just flailed around in pleasure, playing with my fingers like an idiot.
"…At least I snapped out of it afterward. Small mercies, I guess."
I picked up the small glass vial I'd left by the bed.
It was the result of scraping together the fluids pooled on the sheets even in the midst of post-nut clarity.
◈ Pure mana in liquid form. Far denser than standard mana liquid. Can be extracted or condensed into mana crystals.
The mana liquid that had been B-grade when I checked it from the sewer yesterday had somehow upgraded to A-grade.
'Does the grade go up based on the intensity of stimulation?'
The mana liquid from the sewer… well, it had leaked out from the weak stimulation of that aphrodisiac.
But this time, it came out with an orgasm…
It sounded insane, but considering this was an adult game world, it was a perfectly reasonable guess.
Plus, the original game had a bad status called Mana Emission Physique.
There was no description of getting items from bodily fluids, but it matched my situation chillingly well.
Just in case, I opened my status window.
Level: 5 | Remaining Points: 10
Skills: Body Transcendence (S), Mana Sensitivity (S), Insight (SS), Combat Swordsmanship (A), Mana Armament (A)
*Hypnosis (SSS) (Hidden)
*Hypnosis Depth (9): Interest in sexual things has developed. No strong aversion to twisted common sense. Can casually do lewd things if there's a good excuse.
*Ero Status: Masochism (Low), Yuri Acceptance, Mana Emission Physique (5%), Masturbation Addiction, Orgasm Holding Habit, Exposure Desire
*A lot has happened, but still a virgin. Fully prepared to become an excellent female. Weak point nipples—tap them and strength fades, ready to fall.
My status window was spotless, as expected. No signs of hypnosis or bad statuses.
'…Huh? Was hypnosis ever visible on the status window in the original?'
In the original game, this kind of info seemed to be categorized separately…
I squinted hard and scrutinized the status window closely.
No changes.
'Eh, no weird vibes, so probably fine!'
Worrying about something I couldn't even check was just a waste of time.
I shook off the stray thoughts and examined the mana liquid in the vial.
Only about 20ml—a tiny amount—so the mana felt wasn't overwhelming.
Still, A-grade, same as mana crystals. Collect enough of this, and it'd be a nice chunk of change.
I gave it a wry smile.
"…Well, think of it as part of the adjustment process. Actually, kinda lucky."
It had only been a week since possessing Seo Eunha's body. What a hectic time.
Most of it lewd stuff, true to this adult game world.
But it was all just adaptation to survive here.
Self-consolation to vent built-up lust? Totally physiological.
I'd done it periodically as a guy back then—no big deal.
Comforting myself like that, I headed to the bathroom.
In the mirror, my face had a subtle flush, like an afterglow from yesterday.
"…Not bad."
My expression looked way more natural than before.
I took a quick shower and got ready for my meetup with Hayeon today.
###
Near the academy, at a café.
When I arrived at the meeting spot, Hayeon was already seated, waving at me.
"Eunha! Over here!"
I approached with a smile and sat across from her.
The moment she saw me, Hayeon narrowed her eyes and leaned in close.
"…Huh? Eunha, your skin looks amazing today? You must be all better now?"
"Ah, yeah… Got some good rest, so I'm fine."
"I was worried sick when you bailed on Friday. No phone, just a quick text later."
"Ahaha… Sorry. I was out of it then."
Feeling a pang of guilt, I averted my gaze.
Friday was the day I'd had makeup lessons with that bastard Park Dusik.
Drenched in aphrodisiac, I'd totally lost my mind.
Hayeon puffed her cheeks, a mix of hurt and worry, grumbling.
It was mostly my fault for running off without explanation, so I apologized sincerely.
"Well, glad you're better. Your face was beet red, body burning up—I thought it was serious."
"…That bad?"
"Yeah! You have no idea how scared I was."
Memories from then were foggy, like through mist. I sipped my coffee awkwardly.
Thankfully, Hayeon dropped it and pulled out her tablet from her bag.
"Anyway, enough chit-chat. Time for the real important stuff. Practice week’s over—gotta register for classes."
The tutorial first week of Hypnosis Academy had ended.
Now we could build our own curriculum for real growth. Like college.
This was basically the true start of the game.
'This much growth in one week? Solid start.'
Leverage academy classes right, and I'd power up fast.
"I filled mine with alchemy major. Always wanted to learn it from the start."
"Classic Hayeon. I'll cheer you on. Make potions for me later?"
"Heh, I'll… try. So, what'd you pick?"
I showed her my pre-planned schedule.
Monday-Tuesday: Martial Arts.
Wednesday-Thursday: Magic.
Friday afternoon: Free. For dungeon runs on Fri-Sat-Sun.
Seeing it, Hayeon's eyes went wide.
"Martial arts and magic? Eunha, you had talent for magic too?"
"Kinda… wanna try."
"You sure? Looks tough…"
She worried, but I was confident. With Body Transcendence and Mana Sensitivity, no reason I couldn't handle both sword and spells.
Plus, recent dungeon runs made me crave magic.
'Slimes and ropers. Annoying spraying that aphrodisiac crap.'
Not lethal, but it messes with focus.
Ranged attacks would make it easier.
"Why leave Friday afternoon free?"
"Yeah. Need personal training time."
"Makes sense… Martial arts and magic? You'll be busy."
Training was a half-lie.
Fridays for dungeon farming.
Free time like this unlocks events and hidden items.
We swapped schedules, chatting.
"So only one liberal arts class together? Magic Theory? Bummer."
"Different majors—can't help it. Lunch together every day?"
"Promise! No ditching like Friday."
"Haha, sorry. Cut me some slack now…"
Obviously, different departments meant one shared class.
As class talk wrapped, a lull hit.
To lighten the mood, I casually asked what I'd been wondering.
"Hayeon. You know much about… internet streaming?"
She set down her coffee, staring at me.
"Streaming? Why the sudden interest? Wanna watch?"
"No, not watching… Heard it's trending. Curious how to get viewers."
I tried to sound natural, but her eyes sharpened.
"Eunha. You starting a stream?"
"Huh?! No! I'm not streaming… Just curious!"
I waved it off frantically, but she eyed me suspiciously yet answered.
"Hmm… Well? Nine out of ten awakener streams use 'resonance' as an excuse for lewd stuff. A pure girl like you wouldn't…"
She scanned me top to bottom.
Feeling embarrassed, I sipped my coffee.
"You're so pretty, you'd blow up without that stuff. So, your stream nick?"
"Not streaming! Seriously just curious!"
She kept pressing; I sweated, denying desperately.
'Asked just in case, why so persistent?!'
Regretting bringing it up, I insisted I wasn't streaming.
Getting caught streaming was bad enough; day one panty flash? Social suicide.
"Anyway, streaming talk over! Done! Change topics!"
Amused by my reaction, Hayeon grinned and nodded.
###
On the way back to the dorm after parting with Eunha.
Hayeon's mind was filled with Eunha's question.
'How to make internet streams successful?'
She was no expert on streaming, but wanted to help eager Eunha. Research it.
She decided to look up streaming for her.
'How awakeners stream… Streamer guides… Huh? Awakener Stream Gallery?'
There was a community for awakener streams. Perfect for info.
But the posts made her frown.
Less info, more sleazy talk about streamers.
'Ugh, dead end… Wait?'
About to back out, a familiar keyword caught her eye.
She clicked the post, entranced.
-(Awkward greeting photo of Eunha wearing a mask)-
'Silver'—newbie who started streaming yesterday. Uniform looks like our school's—who is she?
The capture was Eunha.
'…That's Eunha, right?'
Mask up to her nose hid her face, but that mystical silver hair and seductive eyes were unmistakable.
Hayeon frantically searched 'Silver'.
Shocking posts flooded in.
Just skimming the sensational titles made her heart pound.
In the photos, Eunha stared at the camera with dazed eyes, far from her usual prim self.
It overlapped with that lewd Eunha she'd seen at the training grounds once.
'…Eunha wouldn't do this kind of stream.'
Shock hit her. Hayeon grimaced, shaking her head.
The Eunha she knew pursued strength purely above all.
This must be mana training.
'Idiots talking shit without knowing…!'
The more comments she read, the more disgust rose.
She couldn't forgive them vulgarizing Eunha's pure drive.
Her Eunha, ogled by nameless beasts.
Hayeon scoured the gallery obsessively, found Silver—Eunha's—stream link, set notifications.
'I'll prove you're not that kind of person.'
Light exposure? Fine. Helps mana circulation—she'd felt it herself.
But nothing beyond. She believed it firmly.
No matter the donations.
Hayeon topped up 1 million won. A third of her savings gone, but for proving her friend's purity? Worth it.
She hesitated, set nickname private.
'If she knows I'm watching, training won't go well…'
Time passed.
[Streamer Silver has gone live!]
Eunha started streaming.
On screen, her face was oddly flushed.
-Ah, hello! New streamer Silver here!-