Chapter 326

The news of Cannon King’s visit to Korea, which had caused quite a stir.

“Thank you all! I will never forget this moment! I love Korea! If you’re lucky, you might find me on the streets for the next few days!”

As the fan meeting came to an end, around 300 fans let out a sigh of disappointment.

Every now and then, there were people calling for an encore.

Cannon King turned on the microphone and returned to the podium to add a remark.

“Are there any of you going to NoName’s fan meeting later?”

It was a question asked with a hint of hope.

A fan sitting in the back row raised their hand high and shouted at the top of their lungs.

“Me!”

“Really? No way! Come up and show me your ticket.”

“Here’s my ticket!”

“Oh my god. You were a spy, weren’t you?”

It was truly astonishing.

It meant that they had won tickets to both Cannon King’s fan meeting and NoName’s fan meeting.

The audience responded with exclamations of admiration.

“Lucky friend, do you happen to have a car?”

“Yes, I drove here.”

“Then, is it okay if I ask you for a ride to the fan meeting venue?”

“Huh? Really?”

The fan covered their mouth in shock.

Leading the confused fan to the back gate, Cannon King waved goodbye.

“Haha, goodbye everyone! I’m throwing off all the shackles and constraints of this world and setting off to find my star! You all stay happy!”

* * *

“Wow, there are so many people…”

“Really a lot.”

Manager Eborum and editor Semaaru said in turn.

We had exited the Gangnam Circular Expressway and were passing near the Gwangmyeong Station.

“Nameya, we should be careful when going outside from now on.”

Professor Cheon added while holding the steering wheel.

“They’re probably fans waiting because Cannon King is coming.”

Unlike personal broadcasts aimed at so few thousands, the impact of a talk show broadcast across the United States was on another level.

He had clearly stated that the purpose of his visit to Korea was to attend my fan meeting, which eventually made it all the way to the 9 o’clock news.

He must be a smart person who understands what going viral is.

“I’m glad it’s a small event.”

“Why?”

Semaaru, who was munching on snacks in the passenger seat, asked.

“That person only meets 300 fans at their fan meeting; it would be weird if I were meeting thousands.”

“Eh, come on. Name will become way more famous than Uncle Cannon, so it’s okay!”

Eborum patted my head from the side.

While we chatted, we soon arrived at the Twish Convention Center.

As soon as we arrived, a Twish representative greeted us in the elevator leading to the ground from the parking lot.

“Hello, NoName! Hello to your father too! I’m Delete Yong Jaejun, the overall planner for today’s fan meeting. I hope to work well with you!”

Not just any representative, but the president of Letterbox himself had come.

“Why is Delete here? You’re not planning to force a contract on our Name after the fan meeting, right?”

Eborum interjected, blocking me and being cautious.

At that, Delete burst into a hearty laugh.

“Normally, fan meeting events are supported just the same even if they’re not under our MCN. We’ve outsourced to Twish Korea. They have less than 20 employees, after all.”

“But why did you come personally, Delete?”

“Well, you all know who’s coming to this fan meeting.”

It must be due to Cannon King’s attendance.

“I thought I would need to approve how to set up the camera for the Cannon King live recording and how far the staff can enter, among other things. However, I will make sure everything is arranged to suit you, NoName, so it doesn’t interfere with the fan meeting.”

We got into the elevator.

He kindly pressed the button for the second floor for me.

“Oh, right. If it’s okay with you, NoName, I have one favor to ask.”

“What is it?”

“What do you think about having Cannon King be the emcee for the fan meeting? It was suggested at first, and it seemed like a really good idea to me.”

“Gasp, Cannon King as the emcee?”

“I’m fine with it.”

“Yes, understood! In that case, please take care of your eardrums from now on!”

[Second Floor.]

The elevator doors opened wide, and bright light spilled through the gap.

At the same moment, a massive cheer pierced through my eardrums.

“Wowwww!”

“It’s NoName!”

“Aaaah, so cute!”

“I came to see you, Name! Please have a big fan meeting next time!”

“So tiny! That makes you twice as cute!”

Did they come all the way here, even if they weren’t attending the fan meeting?

Some had even brought huge cameras worth millions.

As I stepped through the belt barricade, they reached out like a horde of zombies, waving their hands.

A fan swept away by the crowd even dropped their cheering sign.

I calmly walked over and picked it up.

“Here you go.”

“Ah! Thank you! Aaaah did you see? So cute!”

The rough cheers and the sweltering heat made my head feel hot.

What makes them so enthusiastic?

Did I truly deserve this kind of treatment?

I pushed such complicated thoughts aside and spread my arms wide.

From the elevator entrance to the assembly hall where the fan meeting was hosted, a winding path lay ahead.

I tried my best to hold the hands reaching out among the crowd one by one.

This must feel like walking on clouds.

It seemed I had to work hard to keep smiling.

* * *

[NoName]

[Just Chatting – Name’s Fan Meeting Live]

[Broadcast Time – 0:56:48]

[Viewers – 34,832]

-3 minutes left ㄷㄱㄷㄱ

-I managed to high-five with Name using my left hand LOL I have to start practicing writing with my left hand to succeed in re-taking this year.

-Where is Cannon sitting?

└ Can’t see in this angle because of the shadow.

-This is too rare; NoName and Cannon simultaneous fan meetings…

-Cannon’s application is really brutal LOL

-Gasp, one of the lights went out!

-Is it really starting now?

The fan meeting held in a small theater like a movie theater seemed rather modest compared to Name’s popularity.

The staff circulated Post-Its to gather pre-questions, bustling around the podium arranging chairs and desks.

As the promised time approached, the lights began to turn off one by one, and the beam projector started up.

A soft piano piece by Brahms played as the video began.

[2050/07/14]

[First Broadcast: Solving Problems.]

This was a broadcast that wasn’t recorded on video.

Images automatically captured by Twish’s management AI to detect improper programs appeared.

There were only three viewers, including the AI bot.

-Wow, was that NoName’s old broadcast?

-Seriously, the rags-to-riches days…

-ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

-It was clear from the beginning that they were something special.

Everyone has their rookie days.

To prove this, Name’s period of obscurity lasted for half a year.

Then one day, she started a game that she swore she would never play.

[2051/01/20]

[World of Arseria Begins.]

-So she played WoA before LoL on the broadcast?

-This is my first time seeing this ㄷㄷ

-The legendary tutorial.

Brought on by a supporter’s ploy, the game began.

At the time, she was merely a viewer.

Manager DaeSal was surprised and snapped a screenshot of the moment.

She cleared the tutorial quest without learning any magic.

The piano accent reversed the atmosphere.

The video started gaining momentum, pouring out unbelievable results.

[2051/01/24 ~ 01/30]

[Achieved 50 Wins, Undefeated Master]

With seven years of abnormal play, she had faced every curse imaginable on her account, reached Master, and went offline,

[2051/03/19]

[Nightmare 10/10/10, Ballum Benons First Clear]

Then, she made a stunning return, unlocking a story that had remained incomplete for six years.

Her long-time subscribers proudly recalled being able to watch this moment in real-time.

-Why did you become a master with just 50 wins?!?!

└ At that time, the double rank up was impossible.

└ Even if you won, the points were minuscule, and MMR was a mess;;

-NoName… Even just hearing the name gives me goosebumps…

-If I had known then! If I had known then!

From this point onward, everyone had seen the scenes at least once on VTube.

Story mode ranking 1st, simultaneous victories in both the Taegap and Fall War.

Not limited to gaming, she solved math problems that had nothing to do with broadcasting and even engaged in mock duels with university students.

Proving that her very existence was content, she had come this far.

[Could I ask you to send a word of encouragement to the senior representatives going to rehearsal today?]

[I’ve helped so much, so if we lose, I’m done for.]

The interview conducted while bundled in a blanket made the fans burst into laughter.

NoName eventually made quite the impression at the Academy Academy Competition.

[Is this even possible? She won! NoName from Sepiron defeated two seniors who are seven years older!]

[I can confidently say to the viewers that you are witnessing a historic moment!]

The beam projector’s light began to dim.

The hot lights poured warmth out once again, illuminating the stage.

“Wow…! Over there!”

“Finally!”

-Big one is coming!

-NoName is coming out!

-LOL

-The atmosphere on-site is insane LOL

-You’re going to get through this?

[2052/01/21]

[Fan Meeting]

The large screen simply announced the current event with a black background and white text.

It was just when the fans started pulling out their cameras.

Click—

“…!”

I felt a presence of someone passing behind the curtain.

The steps were short and the walk was brisk.

Within the spotlight’s focus, black shoes first came into view.

Following them were a red checkered skirt and a warm navy blue sailor uniform appearing in sight one after another.

The red ribbon hung down to the belly, and gold buttons occasionally gleamed.

“Wowwww!”

“Something’s different!”

“What’s with the atmosphere!”

“Oh aaaaaah!”

Breaking through the enormous roar, Name sat down on the child’s chair placed in the center of the stage.

With the help of the staff, she attached a lapel mic.

She tossed her hair in the air, rearranging it.

The black strands scattered in all directions.

Name’s throat-clearing sound was captured by the microphone.

It was a clear voice, as if she hadn’t breathed in any fine dust.

She opened with her first words.

“Am I any different?”

A truly easy question that anyone could answer.

Her long, straight hair, not tied with a hair tie, fell calmly to the floor.