Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: You Messed With the Wrong Princess
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I was bored. You messed with the wrong person.
Two days later.
“Yahoo!!”
I was bouncing on the mattress with my doggo. It’s fine, since the old man living downstairs is hard of hearing.
“I’m A-rank, Ophelia!”
“Congratulations, Princess.”
“Eheh! Nyahat!”
I did a joyous moonwalk dance with Minium. Of course, I couldn’t glide as smoothly as Minium, but it shows just how happy I am. I am now an officially recognized A-rank Hunter, acknowledged by the Awakening Gallery, the “Acknowledgement Association,” and the Hunter Management Association.
I'm now part of that elite upper echelon of humanity, a class said to be only one in fifty thousand Koreans. So what changes in my life now? Nothing much, really, but you know the feeling.
That idiot who was just laughing and spouting nonsense with everyone else on the gallery is actually a super-duper-elite A-rank Hunter? Just thinking about it, I can already hear all fifty million Awakening Bros in Korea collapsing from envy.
—Click!
“Eheheh... I need to post proof on the gallery.”
“Princess. The rank certificate contains various pieces of personal information, so please be cautious when posting it in an open space like the internet.”
“Ah, right. Okay!”
“And, if you don't mind, there is one matter I would like to suggest.”
“Hm? What is it?”
Ophelia projected a phone screen from her hand and showed it to me. On the screen was none other than...
“Ah, uh….”
“This is a list of posts you have written over the past two years and three months. Even if you censor a lot of personal information, the fact that you are a new A-rank Hunter is enough to identify you. It's because there are so few.”
“R-Right, of course...?”
“Therefore, I ask that you be more careful when writing posts from now on. This is a backup of your Gallery Log. I have already deleted all posts containing potentially controversial text and photos, as well as those with profanity, discriminatory remarks, and the like.”
“Uhm….”
“Furthermore, I have censored all internet records that could harm your future reputation, including screenshot image files included in others' posts. Still, please be careful.”
“You can delete posts made by other people...?!”
“That is correct.”
Wait, does that mean Ophelia can already do something like hacking...? She can just delete posts other people made, and she went through years of internet history to take care of everything overnight?
Isn't this the cyberpunk stuff you only hear about? Netrunning technology that actually connects a body to the internet... Come to think of it, Ophelia really *is* connected to the internet.
Besides, this phone model was developed through a collaboration with foreign countries for active Hunters. As long as there's an internet connection anywhere on Earth, it can pull a Wi-Fi signal at no cost.
What was it called... Starlink, right? The thing made by the guy who bought Huntweet. They say it's possible because it connects to that.
I guess that's possible because Ophelia absorbed the original version of this phone.
“Th-Thank you, Ophelia... You've erased a stain from my life....”
“Yes.”
To be honest, I don't think I did anything bad enough to be called a 'stain,' but that's from the perspective of a gallery user. To outsiders, it probably looks like a bunch of crazy people talking to each other.
Most importantly, I'm ten years old. It would be a bit awkward if it got dug up that I was cussing up a storm and fighting with other Awakening Bros on the gallery.
“So, should I change my gallery username, too...?”
“Personally, I would recommend creating a new account rather than just changing your username.”
“But you're not trying to stop me from using the Awakening Gallery, Ophelia?”
“I recognize it as a community site that you relied on heavily for emotional support during the time we were not present. I understand that it would not be easy for you to let it go.”
“..I see.”
Okay, I've decided. My life isn't ruined anymore.
Holy shit, a new one?
That username looks familiar.
That rank is like a bra size, so A is the smallest one lol
“Heeheehee.”
With Ophelia's help, I perfectly censored any information that could identify me and posted it on the Awakening Gallery. Immediately, comments from jealous Awakening Bros started flooding in, and it even made it to the featured posts.
“What! Look at all the downvotes, those jerks! Such rotten personalities!”
Eleven people are already jealous of me. This is why being too amazing is a problem. Of course, I always downvoted any proof posts from Hunters C-rank or higher, but still, this is different.
Praise the Princess. Please look after this poor subject. My mother died before I was born, and my grandmother passed away before my mother was even born. I don't know my father's face and I survive on a single bottle of water each day. Also, the stars of the plains flow in my soul, and my heart pounds like a drumㅠㅠ
So it was that same punk from before.
“Uoooh! I feel power surging within me!”
The comments are filled with praise for me. This is what it means to be a true princess.
“Status Window!”
Name:EveAge:10 / Gender:FemaleClass:{Princess of a Ruined Kingdom}Rank:ASkills:
I opened my status window just in case, but aside from my rank changing to A after the evaluation, nothing else was different.
A bit disappointing, but I guess that's the limit of the Awakening Gallery's firepower. This princess is disappointed in the Awakening Bros.
“Huh? What's this.”
How long is this bastard gonna keep up the "princess" act? The proof pic is censored to hell, it's obviously fake. Just hand out your burgers and piss off lol
“H-Huuuhk!!!!!!!!!”
How dare... How dare they say that to me...! I really am A-rank...!! And I really am a princess...!!!
“Th-This bastard...?!”
I can no longer stand by and watch such insulting language.
But how should I prove it? Ophelia censored everything necessary on the certificate, and I'm not really comfortable posting a photo....
But I can't let this guy's flour-drenched Sosa Station windmill go. How dare he mock the princess like this!!
“Hmm…”
As I pondered for a while, a good idea came to mind.
A voice recording should be fine. I'm going to teach this bad boy a lesson.
I pressed the play button on the voice reply, and the voice I had carefully recorded began to play.
Not long after, the upvotes shot up instantly. The response was way bigger than when I posted my A-rank certificate.
There's only one downvote. These guys love watching others suffer more than anything in the world.
I even made a note so I wouldn't forget the guy who insulted me. When I become S-rank, I'm going to banish you from Korea.
As my voice proof post hit the featured page and became the main topic of the gallery, the user who'd been talking trash to me finally appeared in the comments.
Hmm
After his comment, a few minutes passed with no progress. Then, even the rare moderator—who usually just plays card games and neglects the gallery, only showing up late to half-assedly resolve incidents—posted a comment.
“Eheheh... This is it.”
This is the power of the princess. Got it?