Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Let Me Show You What a Jupiter Storm Is Like
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[Author: FoxGodFan]
[Title: Let Me Show You What a Jupiter Storm Is Like]
(GIF of monsters and trees—everything—vanishing into oblivion)
"I'll show you real sorcery."
"It's been a while since I've been out in the wide open, you see."
"This only works because the tower's a sealed space."
If she unleashed a Jupiter storm on Earth's surface, humanity would be wiped out.
Why did all the shamans disappear?
We see them now as modern-day idols.
The one who crushed America with raw strength was Mercy!!
Look at her chest! It's overflowing with mercy and love!!
-Gay, you'll die like that lololol
-"VTubers can't kill people"
ㄴThe reason she doesn't kill is this? Hilarious lololol
ㄴIf some asshole terror-attacks a VTuber corp, it's game over for humanity that day, right?
ㄴThat's why the Japanese government's on high alert.
ㄴWhy are they so quick on the uptake with stuff like this, those bastards.
-Shut up, she yelled, and everything vanished except where the boss was standing. Chills.
-The whole tower got shaved down. That's the real chills.
-Can you even survive this...?
ㄴSurvive my ass lolololol
ㄴIt's like asking if humans die when thrown into space.
[Author: FluffyFurLover]
[Title: I Believed in Her...]
(GIF of Wakamo charging as a three-tailed fox)
(GIF of Wakamo soaring as a three-legged crow)
A real fox bursting through collapsing buildings, debris, and splashing water.
A real three-legged crow piercing through the clouds.
Aska the tengu was 100% human, such a letdown.
But she has it, right, Boss...? That in-between "furry mode" too!!
-Can she wrap us in fur too?
ㄴFurry-ri, but only for a tiny fraction of climbers!
ㄴThose crazy bastards lolololol
-Among climbers, the fur-lovers are all like that.
-Even if you hide it, the tower exposes all your kinks.
-That's why climbers breathe a sigh of relief if they don't get the goat tag lololol
-That guy's just... no, never mind....
-What the hell's life like for the dude branded a zoophile..?
-The world's punching bag... he'd be justified burning it all down.....
-But what if that guy comes at the boss begging to get railed?
ㄴOur boss draws the line at humans.
ㄴlololololololololololol
ㄴlolololololololol
-Why's she a white fox tho. Disappointed....
ㄴWhitewashing, is that what you're saying?
ㄴIt's transformation magic—let her dream a little!!
ㄴThis is boss-hate.
-Hey, you idiots. Not the time. Check the cafe notice—it's chaos!!
ㄴ??
ㄴWho the hell is this coming here for???
ㄴWtf lolol I'm out, losers!!!
ㄴFirst come, first served lolol
ㄴYou here to troll, you bastard lololol
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Whenever Wakamo did a tower climb, the community lost its mind. By now, it was just part of the daily scenery.
No more viewers questioning how long she'd keep up the VTuber act—they were all just "Our VTubers are the best!" squealing in delight.
Viewer participation streams were Ichigo's specialty, Pilot didn't game but watched plenty of anime so she had fun there, and Wakamo's were just a blast every time she wrecked something.
Even without the three streaming, Aska ran 24/7 broadcasts—singing, drawing, sharing info on all sorts of things.
Wakamo Corporation was more than set with these four VTubers—no gaps at all.
Each had their own flavor, no overlap, perfect harmony. Collabs turned into total chaos, but that sparked insane synergy into unimaginable ensemble effects.
Word spread like wildfire: "You guys hogging all this fun?"
Newbies subbed to Wakamo on a whim, got hit with "GRRRAHH!!" clip spam, rolled on the floor in agony, and vets laughed at them.
Friends who subbed for Ichigo's premium streams got hooked, holding their breath till episode 3 dropped like they were in a coffin.
Followers of Pilot chugging drinks ended up hospitalized, dubbing her "as dangerous as World of Tanks Japanese waifus." When she loosened booze rules on stream, viewers joked Koreans should flee. Edgy stuff.
"All I can offer is a Hiroshima-Nagasaki victim cosplay."
Newbies begged for cosplay; Pilot chugged hard and dropped that insane line—crew lost their minds.
She could get away with it as a Japanese person, but hearing it live shattered the crew's spirits—they became wandering zombies haunting communities.
Aska newbies: "Why's your live time over 1,547 hours?" Vets: "Our high school bio queen's been live since day one, never stopped." Shock.
Anyway, this company's VTubers were on a whole other level from the rest.
Then—out of nowhere, a notice: first-come-first-served [Viewer Participation Collab] slots.
Not one or two, but 400 spots. What kinda participation needs this many?
Loose requirements: sane, no trolling, 3+ months subbed. Even more suspicious.
If selected, you'd get a notification at stream start—just stay calm, hit accept. Cryptic as hell.
What wild collab was this unhinged VTuber corp planning?
Fine print: No mental/physical harm, safe to join. If uneasy, decline—spot goes to waitlister. Warning noted.
But who were they? Unhinged viewers for unhinged streams.
Infinite trust in Boss Wakamo to handle it!!
.....
...
"So.... you want me to be a test subject for a new [skill]?"
"Please, Manager!"
"Uh.... alright, let's try."
Can't just grab anyone, but had to test it—asked Manager Won Da-hye.
Cast [Job-Exclusive Skill 【Viewer Participation Channel】] on her. Light gathered; poof—a cute fox spirit appeared before Wakamo.
Fox spirit had [Won Da-hye] floating above her head. Wakamo blinked.
"[Uh... feels kinda weird?]"
"Can't speak, huh."
Speech bubble popped up above with text. Manager looked up, chuckled in disbelief.
She eyed her seated, eyes-closed self, then hopped around, cutely pawing the desk: tap-tap!
"[One hit, please.]"
"Ah, sure."
Wakamo lightly tapped her guard-up form—boing, she flew back.
Rolled, thudded softly into the wall, hopped right up unharmed. Touched something; spirit vanished in light.
"All good. No pain at all—hit or rolled, nothing. Weird sensation, but I can leave anytime..... Wanna try dying?"
"Huh? You sure?"
"Gotta test it, right?"
After experiments: big damage/death to spirit = zero effect on body.
Fox spirits were like lightweight plushies—cute, not tough.
No voice, but bubbles; names overhead for ID.
Perfect for viewer streams.
Summoned as [familiars], so Wakamo's mana cost—cap at 400 for now.
Next: venue.
[My Worlds] had open plains—fence it off, warn no leaving, playtime. Pool, goals/balls... temp concert stage?
First viewer collab—too many ideas.
Endless planning; decided small test run first, go big next time.
"No getting stabbed at a fanmeet, thank goodness."
"Why say something so grim?"
"[The Six Freaks] are always a risk."
"Ah....."
"That's why no-outdoor-activity VTubers have perks!"
Feels like a classy diss, but nah.
Workload's insane lately; plus I crashed her with sudden [skill] tests—fair to be pissed.
Tell Association Chair to bump my pay.... Jackson's raking it in; time to negotiate.
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"So—that means 400 believers get [Viewer Participation] approval pop-ups. Possess a [Fox Spirit] for the VTuber stream. No real death or soul-snatching. Still, lie in bed or sit in a chair to accept? Don't if outside—your body's left on the street?"
-If body dies, eternal Wakamo spirit gig?
-Wow, total luck be a lady!
-Free me from reality into VTuber virtual world pls.
-VTubers finally dragging real life into their realm.
-Wtf kinda collab is this lololol
-No, not actual kidnapping into slavery, right??
"Make you slaves, you get boob grabs. Trust me a bit."
-Pls enslave me!!!!!
-Liberate me from this rotten flesh!!
-We can work like Jackson, Master.
-Foxes in the cotton fields, let's shoot a flick lololol
-Tons of competition!! 400 spots???
Yeah, too few honestly.
But 400's plenty.
"Alright! Collab time!"
Clapped loud, cast [Job-Exclusive Skill 【Viewer Participation Channel】].
Winning 400 viewers: climber-only alert popped up.
Some panicked and declined; outside folks tearfully passed; bed/chair layers, some floor for safety.
Non-winners saw: massive fox spirit party.
"[Whoa! What is this?]"
"[Lololo I made it lolol]"
"[Hiya~ So this is the metaverse lolol]"
"[Real names overhead... isn't this doxxing...?]"
"[Gay, didn't read notice? Said names show....]"
"[Worried? Exit anytime lololol]"
"[Boss smooches huge! Eek! Mercy!!]"
"[Giant debt-cha!!! Watashi gonna get eaten-desu!!]"
Bouncy fox spirits zipping everywhere.
Real names + endless bubbles overhead.
Chaos; Wakamo clapped loud—400+ spirits turned.
Blasted whistle, raised flag.
"This viewer collab's a test. Screw around? Curse you."
-Eek, scary af.
-Not joking, terrifying lolol
-All hands off keyboards!!
-Wtf lololo?? Actually in??
-Yeah, my bud won, passed out next to me. Shake = disconnect? Jealous af.
-Stop lolololol
-Wtf, boss pulls endless skills no matter what.
-We climbing tower too now?
-Lifting rocks is hard lololol
Spirits just marveled, hopping about.
Wakamo herded to fence, parted for three VTubers.
"[Captain! Captain!! Crew arrived!!]"
"[Step on me, high school bio queen!!]"
"[Lololo Ichigo huge!!]"
"[Puberty hit hard lolol]"
"[Catch boss size lolol]"
Viewers loving the vibe. Worried about line-crossers, but they lined up neat for Aska, enjoyed soft bare-foot steps as reward—manners on point.
"Drink booze? Try it."
"[Wait, fr??]"
"[Captain wtf!! Crew meetup and this is ok??!?]"
Heh—
Pirate's evil grin—spirits freaked, scattered. One tail-grabbed, bottle-forced down throat, flailed. Then nada—yanked bottle, smashed Pirate's head.
"[Lèse-majesté unlocked lololol]"
"[Crew mutiny underway—!!]"
"[We don't recognize you as captain!! Go crew!!!]"
"[Viewer collab and you're boozing them up!!]"
"GYAAH!!"
Pirate fake-lost, rolled—spirits swarmed, kicked pop-pop. One climbed back—Pirate fog-escaped. "Fart truck!!" Memory-lane chase.
"[Sanitation truck!!]"
"[Kyaa lolol decades since!!]"
"[Gramps backs ok?]"
"[Body's super light!!]"
Thrilled, hopping wild. Lifted own-size balls, chucked; rolled, tumbled—trampoline bounces, jungle gym swarms.
Age-forgotten kids, pure play.
Pool dives, splashes, floats.... Ball pit throws....
"Not our kindergarten, right, boss?"
Pirate card-gamed with crew foxes asked Wakamo. Tireless spirit bodies hyped—play-pile chaos... VTubers forgotten.
Chasing peafowl/dodo like souls stolen.
May Xiao Long Bao plopped down(?); pets = swarm attack.
Nose-buried in three tails, statue foxes vs. tug-of-war pullers.
Peace only at Ichigo's.
"[Fight! Fight!]"
"[Loser exits!!]"
Nah..?
Metal helmets, wood sticks/shields—alchemy gear. Two spirits clashed in circle arena, zap-zap bickering.
Flop—loser dragged out.
Winner: Ichigo lifted, cheek knead, head pat reward.
Sweet Ichigo could pamper all, but rivalry sparked this.
Painless = competitive? Wakamo wondered.
"Aska can't grasp flea-like lowly lifeforms. This fun?"
Meanwhile, Aska thigh-squeezed one—working overtime kinda.
Wakamo realized: zero spirits around her.
This isolation... loneliness.... Why..?
Sulky, shifted to [three-tailed fox], shoved head on Ichigo's lap.
Huge fox head—Ichigo startled, then beamed, hugged, stroked, cheek-rubbed.
"[Aah, healing]"
"[Even better up close]"
"[Boss fur so fluffy!]"
"[Like boss but too scary close...]"
"[Whoa, massive]"
"[Six boobs?]"
"[Gay?]"
"[Bring knife... behead for fellow believer...]"
"[Lemme jump in there!!]"
"[Knife out!!!]"
Spirits unicorn-shifted, stick-bashed, bit-kicked, rammed.
Viewers fought or not—Ichigo snuggled Wakamo fluff. Wakamo did it to spark jealousy, let it ride.
-Viewers' true colors showing.
-Why everyone kids...
-Jungle gym/swings look fun lolol
-Ball pit/pool tempting...
-Slide too...
-Sudden loser school days flashback, this right?
"Sigh, stop fighting, believers. Tail pets for all."
Pitiful kid-fight tears tugged Wakamo—stood, yielded Ichigo.
Wag tail—paw-hand crowd for "six orbs pls." Sigh, lifted forepaw.
Squish-squish heaven, blissful spirits.
"Fwiends! Come fow awound, widdwe ones!"
Collab finale: Hajime Ichigo solo outdoor concert.
Two originals + four fan faves.
Center: Wakamo clutched glowsticks "penlights," pro-level otaku dance—full-throttle cheer.
No spirit bs, pure rabid fan—belted choruses, hoarse hype!!
"Alright crew, ready!! All dive prep!!"
"[Ack]""[Ack] ""[Eek]""[Gasp]""[Humming]"
".....Ahoy!!"
"""""[Sail—!!]"""""""
Ice-cold response—Pirate onstage flinched, hyped song. Ichigo joined—three songs in, Aska winged flips-landed.
"[Master here!!]"
"[Sing! Sing!!]"
Fans waved lights for Aska; Pirate/Ichigo grabbed sticks, followed Wakamo.
Aska gripped mic, eyes shut, silent—glowed, opened mouth.
"Believers, greetings. I'm here so you leave with good merch."
"""""[?]"""""""
"Ah, the goods. Acrylic stand keychain pro term. 2,000 won each..."
"Out."
"Merch promo at concert end's standard, Wakamo!"
"This is just viewer collab, dude!!"
Wakamo leaped, flying kick Aska.
Laughter exploded—first viewer collab nailed.
Aftermath communities: "Aska thigh sandwich," "Ichigo soft cheek winner? Pirate step reward? Boss six orbs touched. Fur blocked view (sad)" etc....
-Community's a demon den now.
-Take it to fan cafe!!!!
Unprecedented mega collab—ripples huge.
Fan cafe ablaze: "Only 400??" No need more proof.
Culture born: skewer-roast braggarts. Popularity peaked.
Seoul Reclaim ep3 + collab2 finger-suck wait—cafe pathos overflowed.
Writers' peak-emotion Russian lit-tier masterpieces—tears amid laughs.
Wakamo's "Ichigo cheek soft" proof pic? Cafe nuked.