Chapter 245

Adella needs a resident registration card, not an avatar, to start broadcasting immediately.

Wolnua was able to create an account thanks to the various conveniences provided by Wearsoft, but other games did not apply.

Unless playing with a ghost account, a resident registration card or a foreigner registration card was essential to prove one’s identity.

Moreover, to qualify as a partner on Twish, one must have a bank account under their own name.

Ultimately, she concluded that to live a normal economic life, she must prove she is a citizen of a country.

However, receiving such a quick affirmative response from Japan was truly unexpected news.

Isn’t it a country known for its notoriously slow administrative efficiency despite being advanced?

It turned out there was already a precedent.

[Global News: Artificial intelligence can broadcast, pay taxes, and make donations? Japan’s AI VTuber ‘Deneb’ now has a My Number issued!]

The persistence of an otaku developer overturned Japan’s administrative power after intensive effort, systematizing the manuals.

But this was only possible because the AI developer was Japanese.

After considering various methods, I mentioned Japan’s “Special Naturalization for Highly Skilled Foreign Professionals” system and suggested that if she registered a Unique Magic of grade A or higher under her name, it might meet the conditions.

I also realized that even though Japan is a rigid country, it responds sensitively to anything that benefits its interests.

The previously vague response from the official suddenly changed, and I received a reply saying that the legal review had been completed within a day.

[Nonaame: Still, if I’m going to live in Korea, having Korean identification would be more convenient, so I’m looking into other options. The PDs said they would introduce me to a National Assembly member who can help with this, and I’m on my way to meet them now.]

[Adella: Is that really true?]

[Adella: Oops, sorry haha. I forgot to turn off the translator.]

[Nonaame: ?]

It seems the cat’s heart has already crossed over to the East Sea, and I may have to let it go.

The PDs, promising to protect my innocence, took me to several places after leaving the community center.

I even met with a sitting National Assembly member, but it still seemed unlikely that a solution would be found in a short period in Korea.

“I’ll review everything carefully and work hard to ensure we can propose a bill. Thank you for the good suggestion, student.”

Indeed, let’s send her away, Japan.

I began to untangle the complex plans in my mind one by one.

I needed to prepare the forms to submit to the Japanese government and write content to prove that Adella’s magic is Unique.

Thus, as I quietly sat with my eyes closed in the back seat of the car, I dozed off.

* * *

The highlight of the Genius Discovery Team was always the child’s intelligence test.

While Nema was taking the Wechsler Intelligence Scale (K-WISK Ⅶ) at a psychological consulting research institute in Seoul, Professor Cheon Kyujin conducted another interview with the PDs.

The production team was shocked to learn that the ordinary professor from Korea University was a veteran of the Middle Eastern War.

An extraordinary child had been adopted into an extraordinary family.

Sensing a potential hit in ratings already, the writer quickly devised some questions.

“Having seen many geniuses throughout your life, not just the students of Korea University, what do you think about Nema’s level?”

“I’ve only been observing Nema for a little over a year, but there are still moments when I am taken by surprise. She learns so quickly that when she brings up a field I don’t know about, I sometimes have to stay up all night studying to keep the conversation going.”

“Is that really true? Your passion for education seems quite extraordinary, sir!”

Parental upbringing is a crucial element in the continuous development of young geniuses.

In that regard, Professor Cheon Kyujin undoubtedly appeared to be an ideal parent.

Although his specialty was soft sciences, he had no choice but to study number theory, control engineering, molecular biology, and transmagicology for nearly a year.

He even mentioned that when Nema expressed her intent to participate in gaming competitions, he went as far as searching the Internet for gaming terms.

“If you’re a veteran of the Middle Eastern War, you must have met Ham Choreong in real life. What do you think? Do you believe Nema could grow up to be a wizard representing Korea?”

The person who brought about the Golden Age of the Original Genius Discovery Team.

Though there were many controversies, she had had such a shocking trajectory on her broadcast that it was still a topic of discussion in the VTuber community.

Professor Cheon narrowed his eyes in displeasure and frowned but quickly adjusted his expression and replied calmly.

“I hope Nema doesn’t have to live that life.”

The PD was the one who seemed taken aback by such a cold response.

“Excuse me? But…”

“Of course, I intend to support whatever Nema wants to do, as long as it’s within my capability. However, the position as a representative of the country, as you mentioned, would only add unnecessary pressure. I want the child to find her own happiness.”

Clack—

After an hour-long lengthy assessment, Nema opened the door and walked out of the examination room.

She gulped down water from the cooler and sat beside Professor Cheon.

“Is it all done? Were you not tired?”

“Just a bit drained. But it was me who troubled the counselor more.”

“Seeing you smile, it seems Nema must have been troubling someone again.”

“Hey, what do you take me for?”

The cheerful laughter of the two was captured in a single frame.

Soon after, the counselor printed out several sheets from the test and sat across from them.

The PDs tilted their heads in unison.

Usually, after the test, they had to wait for a long time for the results to be interpreted.

They had even prepared an interview script to fill the extra time, but the counselor said there was no need to go over it again and went straight to the conclusion.

“Here, you can see that in language comprehension, perceptual reasoning, working memory, and processing speed, Nema scored full marks.”

The camera quickly shifted its angle to the results sheet.

“To put it in terms of IQ, she scored a theoretical maximum of 172 on the Wechsler test—”

“172? Oh my…”

Professor Cheon rested his chin on his hand and glanced at Nema.

Nema shrugged her shoulders and said, “I know it’s called an intelligence test, but there were some overall flimsy parts. It felt more like a puzzle problem since it’s not applying the brain areas comprehensively. I think it’s best not to take the results too seriously and just view it for fun.”

She expressed her thoughts on the exam instead.

The counselor smiled and nodded.

“That’s right, Nema. Just because you score well or poorly doesn’t determine your intelligence. But as a counselor, I have to say that from the results, this is the first time I’ve ever seen such numbers; in percentage terms, I’d say she’s within the top 0.0001%, which means one in a million.”

Hearing that, Professor Cheon felt a heavier weight in his heart.

“What about Nema? Shall we go for the next test with your sister here?”

After Nema left the room for her next psychological test, the interpretation of the results continued.

“Nema keeps calling you ‘Professor.’ Is there a reason for that?”

Professor Cheon’s expression darkened drastically.

After staring at the door where Nema exited for a while, he confided to the counselor.

“As you know, Nema has a somewhat complicated past.”

“Yes, the child doesn’t seem like a child.”

This was likely due to the influence of being trapped in virtual reality for so long, the counselor could only cautiously speculate.

“When I first met Nema, she wasn’t the bright child she is now. Her eyes were always filled with anxiety, and she exhibited a very wary demeanor towards people.”

“Yes… I can understand the child’s behavior.”

“I originally met Nema as a student in a course at Korea University. So I think when I adopted her, I didn’t want to put any burdens on her with our relationship. I simply hoped she could grow up in a better environment—”

“But Sir, while I understand your feelings, I can’t help but think it becomes an obstacle to forming a bond with your child.”

“Is that so?”

The counselor lightly nodded.

“Yes, the closeness that comes from titles is a very important element in the socialization process. Have you read ‘Hong Gildongjeon’?”

“Yes, I know it.”

“Do you know why Hong Gildong ran away and took on the role of the leader of the Heukbindae? The fundamental reason is that he could not fulfill his desire for belonging from his family. Even if the child later seeks respect from others and aims for their dreams, if the sense of belonging to their family is not satisfied, it could keep holding the child back.”

“Hmm…”

“Of course, if Nema is satisfied with being called your student, that’s fortunate, but as you can see, she also has school friends and is involved in broadcasting, and I hear she has friends who are VTubers, is that correct?”

“That’s what I understand.”

“In that sense, organizing a group may also be a process by which the child unconsciously tries to fill their inner void. But I’ll have to hear more from Director Park, who is conducting the psychological tests now.”

“It was more important than I thought. I was unaware.”

“Yes, many overlook such matters. It’s particularly common in blended families.”

A silence followed.

Professor Cheon coughed lightly, lost in thought.

He had been striving to show more interest in Nema since she confessed her past.

However, he never even thought that the initial relationship he set could be seen as drawing a line against the child.

“However, this case is somewhat unusual. Usually, adopted children wish to call their parents ‘Dad’ and ‘Mom’ sooner, don’t they?”

The counselor added.

Nema could have called him whatever she wanted, so why did he unnecessarily draw a line by saying a meaningless phrase? He still couldn’t understand.

Before long, the evening sun peeked out from behind the clouds, casting orange sunlight through the curtains.

The antique wooden desk was colored in vibrant autumn hues.

The shadows of their clasped hands stretched long across the desk.

Professor Cheon looked out at the distant sky and reluctantly opened his mouth.

“Counselor, to be honest, I once had a child whose gender I didn’t know when I was very young.”

After taking a slight deep breath, his voice trembled a bit as he continued.

“It’s a child who couldn’t even have a proper name because they were too young.”