Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: This Isn't a Self-Deprecating Broadcast
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“Nyeeeng....”
A throbbing headache like my skull was splitting open woke me from sleep.
I writhed and groaned under the covers, but my stomach churned so badly that cold sweat broke out all over.
Guessing at the reason for my body's state, the word 'hangover' floated into my mind.
My gut's warning told me that lying there like this would lead to disaster.
I wasn't waking up from the headache—it was the nausea.
Convinced of that, I suppressed the rising urge to vomit and dashed to the bathroom.
“Bueeeck....”
I hastily gathered my hair and plunged my face into the toilet bowl.
Then I emptied out every last bit of the toxic liquid left in my stomach.
Fortunately, not much came up, but the bitterness lingering in my mouth left a foul taste.
After heaving until my stomach settled, I finally managed to stand up a good while later.
“Uwaaa....”
I flushed the toilet and stood in front of the sink.
In the mirror stood a foolish girl regretting last night's binge.
As I brushed my teeth and examined myself closely, I saw I was wearing clothes I didn't remember changing into.
I'd apparently drunk so much that even my memory had cut out.
I tried to recall last night's events, but nothing came after entering the bar.
The thought that I might have caused some incident filled me with worry.
“Blyat....”
For now, checking my condition took priority.
I glanced at the clock—it was still early morning—so I wanted to sleep it off and get past the hangover.
As I left the bathroom, I saw the room bathed in morning sunlight.
Thankfully, nothing was broken or messed up, but Shin Ara sleeping in late spoke volumes about last night's ordeal.
“Her boobs are seriously huge....”
I muttered softly while gazing at the soundly sleeping Shin Ara.
She must have been exhausted, since she didn't stir even with the recent commotion.
Even lying flat on her back where gravity should have flattened them, her white pajamas were puffed out impressively.
I wondered what secret diet made them grow like that.
Even if I customized my bust size in-game, I doubted I could match it.
Of course, I wasn't jealous—not even a speck—but feeling oddly downcast for no reason, I staggered back to bed.
“I wonder if they're squishy....”
“Mm... Victoria?”
“Eek!”
“Come here... let's sleep more....”
“Yeees....”
And so I pillowed my head on Shin Ara's arm and drifted back to dreamland.
I couldn't understand what subconscious urge had driven me, but in my dreams, I was a tall, busty cool beauty.
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“How's the taste? Not too spicy? 'Nyaaang!' right?”
“Th-this much is fine... It's tasty.”
After sleeping in luxuriously until the sun was high in the sky, I woke again.
I was eating the ramen Shin Ara had made for me, settling my stomach.
Irina had chased her hangover with more vodka—how anyone could do that was beyond me.
Looking back now, Irina, soaked in war, hadn't been in her right mind.
“But nothing happened last night, right?”
“Hm? Your memory cut out?”
“Yeah, I don't remember a thing.”
“Hmm... Nothing worth worrying about. No need to dwell on it.”
It seemed last night had passed without major incidents.
Shin Ara's expression as she answered seemed a bit suspicious, but if she said not to worry, there must be a reason.
Besides, a broken memory reel wasn't likely to reconnect anytime soon.
For now, burying the black history and acting nonchalant seemed best.
“Feeling better now?”
“Yeah, thanks for the meal. You saved me.”
“Eh? Don't lie down right after eating. You'll turn into a pig.”
“I want to gain weight.”
I scarfed down the bowl of ramen and even washed the dishes myself.
Then I flopped comfortably onto the sunlit bed.
Shin Ara talked big, but she slyly lay down next to me.
It wasn't like her to be so languid, but since we'd grown close enough for this, I didn't mind.
“Hm? Checking the Frontline Archive gallery?”
“Yeah, I haven't looked at viewer reactions in two days.”
“Ooh... You really feel like a streamer now.”
“That's right—I'm not a fake streamer anymore.”
I pulled up the Frontline Archive gallery on my smartphone.
Thanks to the app I'd quietly downloaded, I didn't need to search.
Shin Ara, lying beside me, sighed, 'She actually got the app...'
It felt like she was saying, 'You've finally fallen,' but coming from a former badgeholder in the mental illness gallery, it didn't land.
Just then, Shin Ara, casually adjusting her chest, leaned on my shoulder.
She pointed at the screen and issued a cryptic warning.
“Never click posts with titles like that.”
“This one? Why?”
“High chance it's weird. Could be super lewd pics.”
“Oh....”
“Victoria! Why'd you click it!”
“Nyaack!! What is this!!”
“See? I told you!”
Victim of an eye-terror attack, I flung my smartphone away.
I'd clicked out of curiosity from 'lewd pics,' only to see something gross instead of sexy.
Who posts excretion pics on a community anyway?
No wonder they say curiosity killed the cat.
“I'll click for you instead. You just watch, Victoria. Got it?”
“Yeees... I'll listen from now on....”
In the end, I had to hand the reins to Shin Ara.
With her community experience, she'd dodge traps like that easily.
She switched to the good posts list and clicked one.
It was an excellent title choice, tailored to my interests.
[Author: Anonymous]
[Title: Recent Sukka Stream Highlights Compilation]
(Sukka clip traveling in Sutzka)
(Sukka clip making Tushonka sandwich)
(Sukka clip surprised meeting Yelena)
(Sukka clip tearing up meeting Irina)
Last scene is her bummed that her fave NPC doesn't recognize her
Couldn't say it 'cause it'd make me sound like a Ruskie, but Sukka crying was fucking adorable fr
━ Siberia tank trip vibes were insane 4real
━ Wanna go tank-tripping with Sukka too
┗ Then you'd have to eat Tushonka sandwich
┗ That's a bit lol;;
━ Does Sukka just suck at cooking? Or is Tushonka gross?
┗ Tushonka's actually edible lol Sukka just can't cook lol
┗ What flavor makes that face?
┗ Wardaddy boomer called it 'dog paw stew simmered into a sandwich'
┗ Lmao boomer no cap lmao
┗ Dog paw sandwiiiiich lol
“Ugh....”
I turned away without reading all the comments.
They were packed with digs at my cooking skills.
What was wrong with the Tushonka sandwich I'd made?
I'd soaked the hard bread in broth to soften it and undercooked the meat a bit to keep the chew.
They wouldn't know how hard it is to maximize limited resources.
To quash the controversy, I should cook for viewers sometime.
“Victoria, want me to teach you cooking?”
“Huh? Really?”
“Yeah. How about we make dinner together later?”
“Sounds good. I'll show you my skills.”
The cooking controversy didn't just bring bad—Shin Ara offered lessons after seeing the post, and it buried Irina and Yelena.
I never dreamed 'fave NPC' would gloss over it so neatly.
In the future, skipping details and fudging like that seemed smart.
“Hm? Why's this in real-time best...”
“Huh? What's up?”
While browsing the Frontline Archive gallery, Shin Ara frowned and muttered.
I glanced at the screen to see a post marked blue.
Being in real-time best meant it'd gotten tons of upvotes.
Wary of the sketchy title, Shin Ara and I started reading.
[Author: Anonymous]
[Title: Legal Loli Picking Up Guys at a Bar Video]
(Video of a girl who looks like Sukka caught in bar commotion)
Legal loli chugging vodka lololol
Don't speculate who that loli is
Fyi that guy was such a retard letting him live was mercy
If issues arise deleting post lol
━ Wtf? That's Sukka?
┗ Hey! No redpill suspicions!
┗ Obvious as hell and you're on about redpill lololol
━ Loli chug chuuug lololol
━ Took a break from streams to barhop lololol
┗ At least didn't drink with guys cheers lol
┗ Who's the girl in front?
┗ Dunnooo
━ Why'd that guy suddenly collapse?
┗ Loli raged at sexual harassment smashed his jaw with vodka bottle lololol
┗ 'Even you're a one-combo for Sukka' was real dn
┗ Hey! Not Sukka we're telling ya!
━ No way the girl up front is Kukudas?
┗ Not certain but super likely
┗ Bigger than Ttalgwi fr?
┗ From today I'm a Kukudas simp
┗ Bust power looks like Sukka x50 dndnd
┗ What you talking? '0' times anything is '0'?
┗ Aha!
━ Leaking stuff like this won't cause trouble?
━ Master of drunk loli fist dnd
━ Our Sukka doesn't play hard to get—she kills
┗ Fr he'd be dead if he fucked up
┗ Went hunting and almost got hunted lol
━ Sigh... even Sukka hits pickup bars... fuck I was the only shut-in virgin again...
┗ But her reaction says she didn't know it was a pickup joint?
┗ Just going out is betrayal... thought she was one of us...
┗ You go out lol
━ Guy who filmed this legendary couldn't even talk just sneaky cam lol
┗ So damn creepy lolol
┗ Dude... even legal her outfit screams 'talk to me and it's jailbait face' fr
┗ Fair lololololol
┗ Kid slurping vodka I'd steer clear too scared lol
┗ Guy who got hit was legendary tier lolol
“A-Ara sis... This is me, right?”
“Y-Yeah....”
We finished the post and locked eyes.
I wanted to deny the cruel reality, but her answer was ice-cold.
I quietly got up from bed and walked to the wall.
Then knelt down and began my time of reflection.
Shin Ara had said not to worry earlier, but my blank memory hid a noir film.
Seeing myself trying to kill someone, I felt I couldn't endure without punishment.
“I-I'm so sorry for causing trouble....”
“Hmm... Was gonna let it slide since you didn't know, but now that you do...”
“H-Huh?”
“Put your hands up too?”
“Yeees....”
Soon Shin Ara began lecturing in her soft but firm way.
And so I knelt with hands raised, getting an earful for a good long time.
She'd gotten her face exposed because of me too.
Plus she'd always been right, so I had no rebuttals.
“You really meant to kill him, didn't you?”
“P-Probably....”
“Hands up straight.”
“Yeees....”
I'd gotten scolded like this on the Eastern Front too.
Not the fondest memory, but it chased away my hangover completely.