Chapter 215
There's no one else to do it but you, unnie. Yuna unnie basically pulled off a self-destruct move, so I can't use the same tactic, but I'm curious how she's planning to get revenge. These two are the weakest links in our club, always fighting to shove the sandbag role onto each other, attacking whenever they get the chance—almost on our level, me and Yoo Seol-ah. They even look cool if they just keep their mouths shut, so from the sidelines, it feels like watching close sisters bickering.
Lee Seo-yeon, who's the same age, comes off more like a mom, but Yuna unnie, who's seven years older, usually looks younger—pretty amazing, honestly.
"But aren't there secretly a bunch of girls on the communities? Just look at my followers—the ratio's super high."
"From what I see, you can kinda tell from their speech patterns and stuff... but who knows? Someone you think is a guy might actually be a girl, or vice versa..."
"...Wouldn't that be fine, then?"
"...W-What are you gonna...?"
Yoo Seol-ah's eyes had that determined glint, and Yuna unnie looked seriously uneasy. But Yoo Seol-ah ignored it, plopped down at her desk, and started hammering the keyboard at warp speed. Without even glancing away, she called out to Yuna unnie hovering nearby.
"By the way, unnie. When our game launches, you're gonna be the GM, right?"
"...Well, Do-yoon and I already agreed on that, so yeah, I guess I have to..."
"Then it's settled. You're destined to be the mascot for our game."
"......"
After finishing a few tasks, Yoo Seol-ah got up to chat with Doyun hyung. When she returned shortly after, she hovered her finger over Enter with a cheeky grin.
"...Wait, Seol-ah. C-Can you hold off on that?"
Yuna unnie had been peeking anxiously at Yoo Seol-ah's monitor. Wondering what could make her that desperate, I glanced over—and saw Yoo Seol-ah was one click away from posting on her Yuki-nyang account. The attached illustration from Ruwen's era was expected, but the temporary title and text were next-level savage.
Even writing in Japanese, Yoo Seol-ah kindly kept the nickname in Korean—her sense of humor shines. If this went live, Yuna unnie would have to ghost communities for ages. The ripple effect would shatter her peaceful online life. Heck, Yoo Seol-ah's massive followers would probably swarm Korean sites just to figure out who "LuluKaSquishyChewyArmpits" is.
"...Seol-ah... if you post that, I'm really..."
"Unnie, you said last time you needed to cut back on communities anyway."
Yuna unnie clutched her chest in dread, but Yoo Seol-ah fired back coolly. Yuna unnie knew she had a mild community addiction—always talking about dialing it back. This was basically a miracle cure.
"Honestly, even if they know you're a girl, won't they just play dumb?"
"...Yeah, they'd probably pretend not to know... but then posting Ruwen memes would feel awkward..."
"...Huh?"
"It'd look like I'm begging for attention... people might think I'm a narcissist!"
"...Aren't you?"
"I just want them to appreciate this Ruwen that you drew—not me!"
Yoo Seol-ah coughed awkwardly in surprise. ...So, it's modeled after her but not her? Yoo Seol-ah shot back with deadpan disbelief.
"...It's your character, unnie."
"...Sure, it's modeled after me, but it's not the same person."
"...What does that even..."
Even Yoo Seol-ah, the artist, paused. Yuna unnie launched into a serious lecture.
"Listen, we're making a game, right?"
"...Yeah, obviously."
"But if people see Ruwen and think of a real person, it kills the immersion—creates this weird resistance."
Calling herself in third person felt off, but Yuna unnie was dead serious.
"That's why subculture games rarely collab with real people."
"...True..."
Anime and games collab within subculture, but idol or celeb tie-ins often flop—or worse, get hated on.
"Mentioning real people hurts our game."
Having vented, Yuna unnie eyed Yoo Seol-ah with slight relief.
"Think about fan creations—even then, it has to be fictional for people to focus purely on creating without limits."
"...Y-Yeah, fair."
She said "fan creations," but Yoo Seol-ah was definitely picturing the naughty ones. Famous mobile games thrive on doujins and R18 art.
Yoo Seol-ah leaned in and whispered.
"...So, if Ruwen hentai drops later, you're cool with it, unnie?"
"If it's fan art of Ruwen—not me—it's fine. Means the game's blowing up, right?"
That's why she okayed the swimsuit version. As an otaku and mobile game evangelist, Yuna unnie views her character model as just that—a game chara.
"...Got it. I'll tweak it for now."
Convinced somehow, Yoo Seol-ah softened and backed off revenge—for the moment.
Checking Yuki-nyang later, a new post was up. Japanese, but we all got the gist—except maybe Yuna unnie.
Her Japanese was so flawless, you'd swear she wasn't Korean. The attached art was Yuna unnie's freshly finished ultra-HD piece: sketches I'd never seen, isolated clothing layers, accessories, even expression variations that nailed the character's personality. Since it was basically Yuna unnie to a T, the expressions fit perfectly.
Default was a subtle blank stare, eyes widening slightly for joy. My favorite: total panic mode, where the hyper-detailed features deform into a chibi tantrum. In Astasia, she was sleek and cool, but on Earth, this bratty side felt more familiar. As game chara material, the gap moe was irresistible.
Yoo Seol-ah's concept art skills were insane—but Yuna unnie looked uneasy again. No direct mention of her, so why? Clicking the post revealed more.
September... Tokyo? I was lost until Doyun hyung, fiddling with dev tools, explained.
"TSF, the game show. Testing Japanese servers first."
That must've been their earlier chat. Game shows let you demo unfinished builds and gauge reactions—essential for indies like us. We'd hit every Korean one too.
"...B-But 'with Ruwen-chan' means...?"
Yuna unnie asked timidly. Yoo Seol-ah beamed sweetly.
"Cosplay, duh. Can't have a game show without it!"
"......"
"Oh, and it's already decided—you're doing it, unnie."
Yoo Seol-ah hadn't given up revenge after all? She grinned smugly at frozen Yuna unnie.
"Not you exactly, but she looks and acts just like you. No one else fits."
True—slap on the outfit and cosplay makeup, and it'd be game-accurate syncro. Perfect for drawing eyes at TSF.
Yuna unnie, top two in club shyness rankings, looked on the verge of tears.
"...What if people expect me to match the art perfectly...! ...I've never even cosplayed..."
...Technically, it's just reusing old clothes, so not really cosplay. Yoo Seol-ah blinked, then retorted.
"But you're basically identical anyway..."
My thoughts exactly. Beyond subculture flair, it was the same person.
"We're a startup company—no matter what, we grab every marketing chance. We'll leverage your fame strategically too, Seol-ah."
A cosplayer matching the chara perfectly? Instant buzz. With Doyun hyung chiming in, the mood turned inescapable. Yuna unnie started flustering early.
...I'd fight tooth and nail if they asked me to cosplay at TSF, so I get it. But Yoo Seol-ah wasn't done.
"Oh, and unnie—for future Q&As or whatever, you'll cosplay as GM too, right?"
"......"
Yuna unnie never imagined her old outfit promise would boomerang like this. But as our sole character model, it was kinda her own doing.