[Just Chatting – Good morning. It might be a good afternoon too.]
[Broadcast Time – 0:14:49]
[Viewer Count – 22,920]
“Are you embarrassed by the precious name your parents gave you? Even if others laugh, I think you shouldn’t think like that, Eunwoo oppa.”
– Right, right! Hahahahaha
– Ah, this is just so funny. Hahahaha
– Hahahahahaha
– Dae-sal = Cha Eun-woo
– Wow, our room manager is so handsome!!!
– Hahaha, I envy you. Your name is cool too.
“Yeah, I’m… no, I’m really embarrassed… I just want to hide in a mouse hole right now while being roasted in front of 20,000 people.”
“So you need to change that mindset. If you don’t believe in yourself, who is going to understand you? Do you have a girlfriend, Eunwoo oppa?”
– Ah seii!
– It’s the name you chose! Stand firm with it!
– You didn’t really choose it, did you? Hahahaha
– My name is Park Bo-gum, and I’m not lying. Every time attendance is called for a large lecture, about 50 people turn around to look at me.
└ Hahahahahaha
└ That’s kind of funny. Hahaha
– So your mom really liked actor Cha Eun-woo. Hahaha
“I’m a virgin.”
– Oh my…!
– Oh oh oh oh oh
– Virgin, cha eup eup! Hahaha
└ Ah, my stomach hurts! Hahahaha
– T_T T_T T_T T_T
– You’re killing two people with one blow, T_T T_T T_T
– Is this pure evil? Is this pure evil? Is this pure evil?
– Ah, oh no! Noname has fully become Lucifer!
“Anyway, if you have a girlfriend in the future, she’ll eventually keep calling you by your name. You’re not going to ask her to call you Dae-sal, right?”
After about five minutes more of preaching, the manager dropped out of the camera.
I was only broadcasting from the phone camera focused on the bed I was sitting on when a child showed interest.
“I want to see too!”
“We’re live right now, you know?”
“Then can’t I?”
“If you come here, all 20,000 people will be watching you.”
“I’m fine with that!”
Yuna was a great attention seeker.
The VIP bed was wide enough for two children to sit side by side.
Semaaru lifted her up by the armpits, and Yuna safely boarded my co-pilot seat.
“Wow, 20 thousand people are watching! Did you see, Nameya?”
“There’s no unit called kilo people.”
“Oh really? Ooooh.”
“Aren’t they cute? They’re my friends.”
“Uuuuuugh! Ow ow ow!”
The value of sitting in the co-pilot seat had to be paid for.
I kept pinching Yuna’s cheeks while waiting for more friends to come.
“Ah, I can’t see the donation board right now, so I can’t reply. I’m sorry to those who have donated already, just in case.”
– No, why is Name saying sorry?
– Ah, the kids are so cute! T_T T_T T_T T_T
– This is heaven!
– Mom, I want to go to elementary school!
– I wish for a red-haired friend streamer to join today! Day 1!!!
– The hair is so beautiful, Name’s friend!
“Oh, surgery? It doesn’t seem like it’s that big of a deal. The doctor treated me without any pain, so I’m perfectly fine now.”
– ?
– ???: 12-hour major surgery, success is not guaranteed.
– A streamer whose life is in shambles. T_T T_T T_T T_T
– The problem is having a low happiness threshold.
– ???: It’s the first attempt in Korea; the focus of the medical staff is the turning point.
└ What kind of surgery was it?!
One of the most astonishing aspects of modern medicine is that you don’t have to wait until stitches dissolve after sewing up a cut.
Unlike in the past, where doctors only dealt with medicine and wizards only dealt with magic, the renowned Korean medical staff were skilled in both fields.
Chatting with the children, I also shared stories from the hospital during the broadcast.
Before I knew it, time passed quickly, and soon the rest of my friends arrived.
“Hello…! Nameya, are you really okay—”
“Hey! Noname! Wassup! Are you okay?”
The last ones to bring Ji Hye and Seo Ri were the detective Mazeb and Manager Park.
Our eyes met for a moment, and his quick glance away made me feel like he was carrying some guilt about me.
He then realized he was in a hospital as he reached into his pocket for a cigarette, and stepped outside the ward.
At the same time, Park Shil-jang, who had been reflected in the semi-transparent glass, vanished as well.
“Do you hurt a lot? Are you really okay?”
“Yeah. Thanks for worrying about me, Ji Hye.”
“I’m relieved…! Oh, and happy birthday!”
“Grattis på födelsedagen! Happy birthday, Noname! Hehe!”
“Is that Swedish? It sounds like a runic language.”
“Yeah! Isn’t it magical?”
After being hugged for a while and almost refusing to let go, her attention quickly shifted back to the broadcast.
With so many messages in chat, four screens were operating simultaneously.
Children with good dynamic vision were reading viewers’ comments attentively, as if they could understand.
“Name is really awesome! He fought with sixth graders at the playground and won!”
Seo Ri casually extended what she always said about me into the broadcast.
“When did I fight?”
“I’m serious, Ji Hye! You saw it, right? That time when Name was like, ‘Uruwatquaron kwang’ and all the oppas fell over.”
“Uh… I’m not sure, but that vaguely sounds right!”
“Hey, Han Seo Ri. How long are you going to keep saying that? Name said no.”
“Is it really true? If you don’t want to believe it, then don’t, humph.”
Is Kariri not here yet?
Checking my phone, a message just arrived from her.
[Yoonseul: It’s really congested, so I think I’ll arrive a little late! I’m eating lunch first! (˃̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣ ) (˃̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣ )]
[Yoonseul: The sun got mad at a car cutting in front of it! Hahahaha]
It was no coincidence that my first viewer “HoyaMuyaho” was Kariri’s younger sibling.
Thanks to her younger sibling pushing her hard, Yoonseul decided to do a joint stream with me.
Maybe everything is an inevitable coincidence disguised as a chance encounter.
“Guys, lunch is here!”
Detective Ma, Park Shil-jang, and Professor Cheon came in carrying loads of food in both hands.
Of course, it was all stuff I couldn’t eat.
“Name, I’ll buy you something delicious later, so just hold on today.”
So in front of me was abalone porridge.
When I opened the lid, steam was rising.
After stirring it a few times with a spoon, only a couple of chunks of abalone floated up to the surface.
I started to understand where the saying came from that patients should be served white porridge or abalone porridge.
Since abalone porridge hardly had any abalone in it, it didn’t differ much from plain white porridge.
“Thank you for the meal.”
““Thank you for the meal!””
* * *
“Name is the top of the school? Wow! But honestly, that’s not surprising.”
“No, oppa, listen carefully. Our academy exam is so tough; you have to solve 20 multiple choice questions and 5 short answer questions in 30 minutes.”
“I know, I know. So, you did it in under 15 minutes, right?”
“Why are you not surprised? Hurry and be more surprised!”
“Wow, amazing, Name-chan!”
Yuna was explaining how difficult the academy exam was to Eunwoo.
Perhaps sensing the lukewarm reaction, Yuna went back to the start and repeated herself.
Well, to KAIMT graduates, the academy would be easy.
– Perfect score on the aptitude test? OMG
– Are you serious? Hahaha
└ How amazing is that?
└ Seviron Academy is designed so that the aptitude test average is always in the low 40s.
└ It’s not meant to be a test where everyone gets a passing grade, but more like a time attack problem to quickly solve what you know.
– Ah, the aptitude test… ah… memory assault… no, mom assault…
– They’re still doing that messed up ranking thing;;; Is this the 21st-century human rights?
└ Seriously, everyone except the top of the class gets slaughtered on the test. Hahaha
└ Ta-da! The top student is right here. Hahaha
Especially since these kids had few opportunities to meet outsiders, the manager played a vital role in the conversations.
Being a graduate student, he also had knowledge of magic studies, so the discussions flowed well.
“So, oppa, what score did you get on the aptitude test?”
“I got a 70 in elementary school.”
“Really?”
“And a 60 in middle school, a 50 in high school, and… I failed the KGSAT and had to retake it.”
“Oh, I shouldn’t live like Eunwoo oppa.”
“Are these comments a bit harsh? Feeling hurt?”
“Ahhh! Hahaha!”
Even Ji Hye, who usually didn’t speak much, shared her school experiences enthusiastically.
Maybe Eunwoo is just really good at making friends.
The abalone porridge was already looking pretty low.
Feeling bored, I hugged my knees and swayed my body back and forth, eavesdropping on my friends’ conversations, along with the viewers.
– But wasn’t the guy with sunglasses by the door a real bodyguard?
└ He’s from the academy’s elementary school, 99% gold spoon.
└ Seviron is in the Gangnam area, so it’s 100% confirmed.
– How is Name not able to eat pizza? T_T T_T T_T T_T
– Let’s get better soon and eat something delicious later.
Suddenly—
The ward’s door burst open, and the chatty atmosphere calmed down for a moment.
“Nameya!”
“Yoonseul unni, welcome.”
“Seriously, don’t you say you’re not feeling well? Why are you so skinny!”
“Let me just touch your face…! Ahh, is this sweat?”
I thought I was meeting a real beast because she immediately swiped at my face.
“I thought I was going to die from the heat outside!”
“You could just come here and cool off with the air conditioning.”
“Who’s that?”
When Kariri entered, I distinctly witnessed the graduate student springing up from his seat.
“Ah, Cha Eun-woo—”
“Hello, is it Miss Kariri? I’m Noname’s manager, university student, salveyo! As you’ve heard, you’re so beautiful—wow… you’re really beautiful!”
“Ah, um, yes! I’m just a bit shy by nature, so please don’t misunderstand!”
“Oh, you look nothing of the sort! Would you like to take my seat?”
“No, you can stay sitting…!”
While Eunwoo was being overly dramatic, another child followed behind Yoonseul.
This child appeared to be a boy with sharp features, even though he still showed signs of youth, which hinted at strong appearance genes in their family.
He seemed like someone who could charm girls regardless of age, but he spoke quite sweetly, which was unexpected.
“Hello…! Wow, I’m so nervous, huh. You’re really Noname, right? Of course, you are! What am I even saying? Wait, should I use formal language or casual speech?”
“HoyaMuyaho, right?”
“Wow!”
The boy cupped his hands to his mouth and opened his eyes wide.
“Oh wow!”
If there had been tears, it would have been perfect, but it seems he doesn’t possess that talent.
“Casual speech is fine. So… Tae-yang oppa?”
“Is this really okay? I mean, it feels awkward being called that!”
Everyone’s reactions upon seeing me for the first time were similar; since my avatar greatly resembled my real appearance, they felt awkward treating me like a virtual entity, but treating me like a child was also awkward.
Anyway, after finishing the handshake with my first fan, Professor Cheon brought in the cake he had shown me when he stopped by last night.
“It’s strawberry cake!”
“There are too many people!”
“We can only take a bite each! Hahahaha.”
“Wait, there are only eight candles? Is this even okay? Are you kidding me?!”
There really were too many people.
Even though the VIP room cost several million won per night, it was filled to the brim with just this many guests.
It might be the reason why I felt even better.
Every precious relationship I wouldn’t trade for a billion won was gathered, erasing the silence I had felt when I first entered the ward.
The candles were placed by my academy friends.
Professor Cheon gave each child two candles and asked them to arrange them nicely.
Being talented with magic, none of them did things haphazardly.
“Han Seo Ri, a little more to the outside! No, to the left! Right!”
“Where are left and right? There’s no direction on the cake!”
“If you do it like that, the cake will get ruined! Take it a little slower!”
Their earnest effort to place the candles spaced evenly like concentric circles was simply adorable.
Just like,
[Claus, you’re the kind of man who should only swing swords. When I told you to stack firewood for the campfire, who asked you to smash the logs? If you were born in the Beaver world, you’d be subjected to dismemberment along with execution.]
[Is it that hard to stand the good logs upright in the marked spots? Are your eyes messed up, or is your hand messed up? If you’re that clueless usually, impatient Hetaira will flee without paying you any money.]
[Ugh, please just stay quiet for a moment! Then Silvia and Remilia, do you want to do it instead? Huh? Are you going to do it or not? Why do you keep trying to give advice next to those who are doing their best! No, Master! Do you see how much I’m driven crazy because of these kids?]
Memories of those times when we laughed and talked about trivial things arose, making it feel even more bittersweet.
“Nameya, we’re all ready!”
As I sat on the bed lost in my thoughts, the kids rushed over, grabbing my wrist and leading me to the table.
Meanwhile, others were closing the curtains on the windows, turning off the lights, and lighting the candles.
It finally hit me.
Ah, it’s my birthday.
[Congratulations to the youngest princess of the High Kaizen! Happy ninth birthday to our Esteria!]
[Congratulations!]
Hiasen and Ms. Niobe too.
[What?! There are people who celebrate everything? I can’t even remember my own birthday. Come on! Happy thirteenth birthday? I’m sorry for being kind of harsh so far.]
Even Master Maria, who wasn’t always honest.
[Anyway, it’s complete…! How does it look, Master? I think this can definitely be called a hero party name, right?]
[This day is appointed by Jehovah; on this day we will rejoice and be glad. Congratulations on your twentieth birthday, Master!]
[Master, teacher, whatever, it’s all nonsense. I’m no good at speech, so anyway, happy birthday… thank you so much, sis. If it weren’t for you…]
Claus, Silvia, and Remilia even made a bonfire tall enough to be 30m by chopping down a whole pine tree just for me.
And if I think about all the countless connections that aren’t even in my memories,
Looking back, it seems like my past life wasn’t solely marked by tragedies.
Is it too gluttonous to say this now?
There’s a saying that life is a tragedy up close but a comedy from a distance.
So, let the sad things be far, and the happy things be near.
[Do you know your sin?]
There are so many, but I think I understand one.
On my birthday, making your hands stained with blood, Hiasen.
[The last princess of the High Kaizen… Esteria Lathias Kaizen’s twenty-fifth birthday… you can no longer celebrate it… I guess.]
I’m always sorry. Still, I’m living well like this.
“Nameya!”
Someone called me.
The flickering consciousness returned once more.
The voice brushed past my ear so quickly I couldn’t recognize its owner, but it didn’t really matter.
Let the sad things be far, and the happy things be near.
“Nameya! Happy eighth birthday!”
If I were Noname, I would live for myself, and if I were Esteria, I would live for you, Noname.
With a resolution to whoever it was directed to, I blew out the candles.
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