I'm Not Scratched
“My, my, did something bother you?”
Was I staring at my phone so hard I looked ready to drill through it with my nose?
Elodie looked at me with a faintly worried expression and spoke.
If I told her I’d been furiously ego-searching on an anonymous site, she’d probably look at me like I was pathetic...?!
“Ah, n-no! It’s nothing. There’ve just been a lot of news stories on my mind lately.”
“You really have changed a great deal since before. Fufu.”
Just what on earth had our Lady Kwon Seah been doing all this time?
What, for a chaebol’s youngest daughter, did servants and aides just sort through the news with AI and only report the important parts?
“Hisss...”
No, but! That actually hurts a little too much!
This side is a lady who can stand in front of a mirror with unwashed, bedhead hair and still look like a supermodel, thank you very much.
And these people, who’d never even seen my face, were acting like they had any right to call me ugly...
“Hissss...”
No...
I knew anonymous sites worked this way once a certain current started rolling, but this kind of dogpiling still gets under my skin...!
And the fact that they were saying it in such a way that suggested they knew “those kinds of women” existed somehow made it even more irritating.
There are, sure, there are. I’ve seen them too!
I’ve seen women so fat in a PC café that their chair wobbled dangerously under them, cooing, “Oppa~! Oppa~!”
I hammered away at my smartphone with my thumb as if possessed by a ghost.
“Grrrrr...”
If I’d known this would happen, I should’ve lied and said I was a pretty part-timer instead!
Had I awkwardly said I worked at the pop-up store because I was worried my identity would get exposed for nothing?!
The figure proof post had already been deleted a long time ago.
And the photo didn’t even show my whole body; it was the kind of thing where you had to piece together a silhouette that had been accidentally caught in photos of the merch, so it was practically begging people to call it “edited.”
“Oh my... Lady. Are you truly all right? Your face has been turning bright red and then going pale ever since earlier...”
“Ah, n-no. The stock I bought last time suddenly... no, no...”
I fanned my hot face with both hands, then gulped down a freezing-cold Zero Coke with ice floating in it.
“Elodie! Do you think I’m ugly?”
“Pardon?”
Elodie’s eyes went a little round.
“Unless there is something wrong with one’s eyesight or they are simply being malicious, such a judgment would not suit you, Lady.”
“Th-then what about my body?”
I stood up from my seat and used both hands to gesture from my shoulders all the way down to my hips.
Honestly, in my eyes, it was a body that was utterly lewd, hot, sexy, and overflowing with charm!
But to someone else, maybe it wasn’t!
“Pardon? Ah... in my eyes, it is a very well-maintained body, Lady.”
“Right? So my chest and hips don’t look fat, they look pretty and sexy, right?”
“Yes, that is correct. You have a very well-balanced and lovely figure.”
Yes, that’s it.
Anyone who knew Kwon Seah, the youngest daughter of a chaebol family, had no choice but to call her beautiful.
Do you know what I think every time I look at my body in the mirror when I’m showering?
It’s so pretty I sometimes think anyone who ruined this lady’s body would deserve divine punishment.
Hoo. Well, it’s not like I need to tell a gallery full of people who can’t recognize sexy when they see it that I’m pretty.
“But, Lady...”
Yeah, yeah.
Honestly, I didn’t even need to prove I was pretty, did I?
I wasn’t even really hurt by it.
Those idiots can call me fat and ugly all they want in the gallery, but it won’t change reality.
“Have you started dating without my realizing it?”
“... Huh?”
“Or have you developed someone you’re worried about, or someone you like?”
“W-why are you asking something like that all of a sudden?”
What part of what I said made it sound like that?
I was actually trembling because I thought she’d pity me for getting hurt by bad comments online!
“But you were also taking such scandalous photos last time...”
“Hey! Elodie! Didn’t we already settle that properly?! I told you I was doing a self-exam because I didn’t want to go to the gynecologist!”
“And this time, you suddenly brought up your appearance and figure, things you had never once cared about before...”
“No! You can’t just connect those dots like that!”
Elodie gently took my hand and softly stroked the back of it.
“No matter whom the Lady loves, I am prepared to help and support you with all my heart.”
“Aaaaaah!!! That is seriously not what this is!”
“Even if he is not a dashing gentleman, in this day and age there are all kinds of lovely...”
“I said no. I. Did. Not!!!”
So if a lady talks about appearance or body shape, it automatically means romance?
What the hell, seriously!
* * *
“I had fun again today! Everyone, see you next time! Let’s play together on Galaxy Train!”
Today’s stream was pretty ordinary.
With clan war about a week away, there wasn’t much to do except casually handle the remaining events and farm Arcana.
The broadcast itself was smooth enough that I could relax and chat for a while, kind of like a modest little money-collection session.
The viewers were in a pretty good mood too; there were almost no comments trying to drive people away or push me to do something else.
...Come to think of it, I’d spent about 300,000 won today just buying packages?
No, but that package had pretty good efficiency. It even included limited items!
─ Thud!
I grabbed my phone with both hands, left the streaming room, and flung myself onto the bed.
It was past 2 a.m., so naturally Elodie was gone, and I was alone in the house.
As I tapped through the chat history with my thumb, a strange sense of pride welled up in me before I knew it.
There were always a few freaks trying desperately to get a rise out of me, but whatever.
“This is Kwon Seah, the one even other women look at and say is sexy...”
No matter what internet idiots said, I could just ignore them.
I wasn’t going to get hurt by stupid, wrong-headed comments like these.
I’m not hurt, I said.
I’m not hurt at all...
I wanted to see a few of the people who’d been screaming for days in the gallery that I was ugly finally admit it.
“I really don’t want to repost that picture...”
It felt too much like I’d lost to those internet wraiths by getting bothered by them.
I knew it was a secret weapon that could knock out the idiots insulting me in one shot, but still!
No. No matter how I looked at it, reuploading it felt like a loss.
“... Isn’t there some good way to handle this?!”
Even if Labellehar never revealed her face or body...!
Wasn’t there some way to make those bastards admit that Kwon Seah was a stunning beauty with a legendary figure?!
One of them was even running wild behind a “semi-fixed nickname,” apparently thinking that made him safe while he kept trashing me with even more enthusiasm.
“No method...? No method...”
(Her face can’t be seen, but her huge chest and hips are insanely emphasized in the photo.)
The popular Galaxy Train character Meiling!
Since her Space Aozi skin came out and it was so, sooo pretty, I tried cosplaying her!
(Roughly, a Lua-Twitter address)
The photo attached to the post I’d clicked without thinking was pretty incredible.
In fact, the poster seemed to think it was too lewd and deleted the post.
Or maybe an admin removed it.
“... Wait a second.”
The account that had just uploaded that cosplay...
“Right, right... This person was a woman who went around different galleries and just dumped cosplay photos.”
But in the Galaxy Train gallery, nobody was insulting her for being a woman.
On the contrary, there were only people boldly making sexual comments or losing their minds in the replies because they liked it.
“This is it... This is it! If it’s this, I can watch those internet wraiths say my body looks good!”
There was no reason to show off my figure under the name of Labellehar, was there?
Those idiots would look at the photos I posted and, without realizing it was “Labellehar’s body,” go crazy calling it pretty and leaving comments all over the place, right?
“Heh, heh... And then I come back to the gallery, and they start calling me ugly and fat? But~ but~ by then they’ll already have spent ages drooling over how pretty my body is!”
How funny would that be...!
There’d be no need for me to expose my identity, and I wouldn’t have to suffer the disgrace of being some streamer who pulled people in by flashing her body, either.
“Good! Let’s do it! I’ll make a cosplay account on Lua-Twitter or whatever... Who should I cosplay as? Seré? Meiling? Renako?! Hong Seolhwa?!”
How hard could cosplay possibly be!
“Haa... I should make it someone with the biggest chest possible. Coming from a man, that chest is the real kick.”