Clearly, it’s a pleasant female voice.
The character customization is also pretty.
It seems like a lot of effort was put into making the character look beautiful in Monster Hunter, where there are limitations.
She’s also wearing beautiful equipment through layering.
The voice is provided by Monster Hunter, so it can’t be a voice I dislike.
But the voices of those two people talking in front of me sound like bugs swarming and greasy voices, making my evaluation of them plummet.
I can’t figure out why they’re tormenting me.
I only appeared briefly on Jindaru’s stream. It wasn’t even for an hour, so why are they tormenting me like this?
I don’t understand.
Sigh…
Both my past self and my current self as Arang are angry, making it hard to hold back.
My past self wants to punch the faces of the guys in front of me, and Arang wants to burst into tears. These two emotions are making my head spin.
I thought I was fully living as Arang now, but I don’t know how angry I have to be for my past personality to resurface.
Unlike the Morpho incident last time, where I just cried, this time I’m more focused on how to deal with the guys in front of me.
Honestly, I want to crush them with my current strength, but that’s impossible.
This isn’t the real world; it’s a virtual world, the Monster Hunter world, where attacking allies is impossible.
They might torment me like they did, but those kids won’t let that happen where I am.
In this virtual world, violence isn’t allowed, communication is impossible, and I don’t even want to resolve things through words.
I can’t see a solution.
Wouldn’t it just end if I block them? I could, but I want to enjoy playing Monster Hunter with others.
In my current state, it’s highly likely they’ll pull this stunt every time I play multiplayer.
“Chicken, I’m sorry. Let’s part ways here for now, and I’ll talk to the kids.”
“Wait a minute. I think I was mistaken. Should we keep hunting other Elder Dragons?”
“Chicken, are you okay?”
“Yeah. They said they didn’t have any malicious intent, so maybe I was being too sensitive. Wait a second, I need to make a call.”
This isn’t a problem that can be solved by just talking here.
Seeing their actions and how they collectively criticized me on Jindaru’s stream, simply parting ways here won’t solve anything.
There’s no other way.
I have to use force.
They’re being cowardly? Then I’ll be cowardly too.
I immediately contacted Pinkubelly.
==
“What should I do…?”
Pinkubelly Ihayan was pondering how to handle the increasingly heated situation.
She was also angry when she first saw [Chicken Without Legs].
She thought it was just a nickname, but after seeing the video posted on the Leore community, it was clear that the nickname was targeting Arang.
But that’s as far as it went.
She was just angry; she didn’t intend to criticize, insult, or do anything to that person.
There are people with different tendencies and personalities in the world.
If [Chicken Without Legs] had directly criticized or insulted Arang, she would have sued, but that wasn’t the case.
The nickname didn’t directly target Arang, and there was no insult.
She thought it would be fine if Arang didn’t know about this person, but others didn’t.
Some users, standing behind Arang, claimed they were on the side of justice and started criticizing, insulting, and using language too harsh to repeat against [Chicken Without Legs].
Their behavior, criticizing and insulting others while claiming to be on the side of justice without genuinely caring for Arang, was something anyone would frown upon.
Many people tried to stop this, but those who endlessly posted seemed to have nothing better to do in real life.
“There seems to be no way to stop this… I need to ask my sister for help.”
While the internet management AI quickly removes slander and insults against Arang, [Chicken Without Legs] wasn’t targeted.
Because of this, the atmosphere in the community and fan cafe became increasingly heated, almost out of control.
I wanted to protect the fan cafe as much as possible, but it seemed like it was turning into a mud pit, so I was about to ask Anna for help when my phone rang.
“Arang? Hello?”
[Sister.]
“Huh?”
Ihayan momentarily dropped the phone from her cheek.
The name displayed on the phone screen was indeed Arang.
[Sister?]
“Uh, yes!”
For a moment, I thought it wasn’t Arang.
Ihayan, who knew both the cheerful Arang and the depressed Arang in real life, found the voice on the phone just now too different.
It was clearly Arang calling, but it felt like I was answering someone else’s call.
[Sister, I want to stream for a bit.]
Hearing Arang’s voice again, Ihayan realized Arang was angry and cautiously spoke.
“Huh? Suddenly? What’s going on?”
[Yeah. I was playing Monster Hunter and ran into some users who were tormenting me, and there’s no solution, so I’m going to take them down.]
Ihayan swallowed hard at Arang’s menacing voice and tone, something she had never heard before.
Even though she knew it was Arang, if she hadn’t recognized her at first, she wouldn’t have believed it was Arang, given how dangerous her current state seemed.
“Arang, calm down…!”
[I’m very calm right now.]
“Are you planning to stream to let people know about the users tormenting you?”
[Yes, that’s right.]
“Can’t you just leave Monster Hunter?”
[I can’t do that. I don’t want to let this go. I’ve agreed to hunt monsters with them again.]
“Then… can you start the stream as a private broadcast? There should be an option to set a password. I’ll watch the stream alone first.”
[Okay. The password will be *******.]
“Okay…!”
Soon after, Arang’s stream notification went off, and Ihayan immediately entered Arang’s stream using the password.
Of course, that notification went to everyone who had favorited Arang’s stream.
==
[Leore Gallery]
[The gallery owner started streaming!!! Charge!]
But it’s password-protected…?
What could be the reason the gallery owner, who said it was her last stream, started streaming again?
With only one viewer, it’s probably Pinkubelly, but what’s going on?
I’m really curious.
[Comments]
So, what’s the reason? Is it because of that chicken?
ㄴSeeing how she hasn’t dealt with it so far, maybe she just wants to let it go?
ㄴThe problem isn’t just letting it go; it’s because of the current uproar, right?
ㄴIs that a reason to stream?
ㄴExactly, what’s going on?
[Stream to mess with Chicken Without Legs]
(Link)
(Link)
Let’s watch this stream before our gallery owner says anything
Our gallery owner is totally messing with the guy who sniped her, it’s hilarious lol
[Comments]
Do you want to do this;;
ㄴDo you want to leave the guy who sniped Arang alone?
ㄴBut going this far is too much, right?
ㄴNo, it’s not. Arang wants us to do this~
Did you see the argument earlier? lol It was so funny
ㄴlol They really held their ground
ㄴYeah lol Their pride is sky-high, so they keep going with this nonsense
==
‘It really was Arang…’
Ihayan nodded as soon as she saw the nickname displayed on Arang’s stream.
She had been thinking it might not be Arang, but a part of her kept thinking it was.
The [Chicken Without Legs] nickname shown in this stream.
That meant Arang had personally created it, and the male character in front of her was Arang.
The situation had taken a strange turn.
The [Chicken Without Legs], who was criticized and insulted for Arang’s sake, turned out to be Arang herself.
Ihayan blushed as she remembered the first time she saw [Chicken Without Legs], but now the issue had simplified.
If people knew that [Chicken Without Legs] was actually Arang, this incident would end in an instant.
‘Those, those bastards…!’
Ihayan was furious at the trash that had once again brought Arang down.
Even though she hadn’t played Monster Hunter recently, it was clear that this was intentional.
The torment, which seemed to enjoy Arang’s endurance, gradually and deliberately intensified, and Ihayan couldn’t stand it.
Those people had clearly crossed the line.
Ihayan immediately contacted Arang.
[Yes, sister.]
“Let’s stream. But you know what to say, right?”
[Don’t worry. I’ll unlock the password.]
As soon as Arang’s private stream was unlocked, countless viewers who had been waiting for her stream started pouring in.