If you plan to stay in the United States for more than 90 days, you need a visa.
So, I thought it would be better to get the visa in advance if I wanted to attend the academy and do research by April.
[Visa? Hahaha, we can give you citizenship for Naame!]
This was the suggestion from Ulysses Murphy, who brought me to the U.S. on a private jet.
At first, I thought it was a joke, but the U.S. Secretary of State was always serious.
[Until you become an adult, there are almost no obligations and many rights. The right to freely enter and exit the United States, the right to use A-class unique magic freely, and the right to receive protection from the U.S. government. Aren’t these benefits you need, Naame? You can try it once, and if you don’t like it later, you can give it up anytime. Your South Korean citizenship won’t disappear until you become an adult anyway.]
I liked that it was a suggestion, not a coercion.
They always provide an escape route but make it hard to look back too much.
The average cost of 5-circle magic in the U.S. is 5 million won, which is only half the price in South Korea.
Above all, it was most appealing that I could receive direct help from the U.S. regarding any unforeseen threats during the National Exchange Competition in August.
I had a virtual citizenship administrative oath at the court, and I received the citizenship certificate via courier today, a week later.
[▶Arimura (Yui Arimura) #1018 …]
[▶Arimura (Yui Arimura) #1018 – Online]
“I went outside, and the morning sun is already up. Are you okay, Naame? You stayed up all night?”
“It’s 6 PM here.”
“Oh right, why do I keep forgetting? Thank you so much for your hard work, Naame. It was such an unforgettable experience meeting you at the campaign and reaching Hardcore King… I think I will never forget today. Oh, I’m about to cry.”
[‘Rami455’ donated 1,000 won!]
– Hyung, this is not the time to be emotional.
“Why? What’s going on?”
As Arimura carefully examined the chat window, she suddenly shouted with a serious face.
“What? U.S. citizenship? Is that true, Naame?”
I shrugged, wondering what the big deal was.
“Oh, then what happens to my South Korean citizenship…”
“Is it because you were adopted by your dad? Unless I say I give it up, it will continue to exist even when I become an adult. After all, I’m still connected as a high mage.”
According to South Korean nationality law, those who have dual citizenship due to birth or other reasons must choose one nationality before turning 22.
Of course, there are exceptions. The committee recognizes dual nationality for certain outstanding individuals determined by presidential decree.
High mages are one of them.
As the chat became chaotic, Arimura took charge of calming it down.
“It’s Naame’s choice, so let’s not criticize too much. We aren’t in a position to meddle in someone else’s life.”
“Thank you, Arimura.”
“I hope you can live happily anywhere in this world, even though you’ve suffered a lot since you were young. But I hope you show your face often like this. Wow, how many streamers do I have in my room right now? One, two… nine, ten, eleven.”
– NoName said there was a time when they were stateless.
– Ughhhhhhh
– For real, this is a life reversal story.
– There are really a lot of streamers here to see Naame, haha.
– So you’ll be attending the Academy in the U.S.?
– Looks like it.
– I think it was Phillips Academy.
– It’s one of the most prestigious high schools in the U.S.
– Wow, I looked it up, and they accept 60-70 students into the Ivy League.
– The campus is almost like a university!
[‘Black Cat’ donated 30,000 won!]
– Do you have any plans to return in the future?
“Thank you for the donation, Black Cat. As of now, my real life is too busy, so there’s nothing I can do. Still, I’m glad to be able to meet all of you today. If we still have feelings of wanting to see each other, won’t the day to meet again come someday?”
– The unending wait begins again… this is hell…
– How many days do I need to endure after this broadcast?
– Naame really gets on my nerves by just giving a sip of water to make thirsty people more insane.
– Instead of a curse, I’ll bless it; NaName, aaah!
– Has there ever been a broadcast with a perfect narrative like today?
– No! If it ends here, the lingering feelings will be too strong.
[‘Aburiko’ donated 10,000 won!]
– Headshot ratio 45%, 0.5-second octakill, 1.7 km long-range circus sniping, blowing up Egyptian palaces, sinking aircraft carriers, and here lies Asha, a 9-year-old captain with a brilliant 7-year-old daughter… Please press X to express your condolences.
– X
– X
– A 45% headshot in hardcore is insane!
– Asha, here lies… X
– Ughhhhh
– X
– What kind of world view has a 2-year age gap with your mom…
– The world’s strongest 9-year-old.
– But really the strongest!
Goodbyes are difficult for everyone.
Here, the viewers were eagerly waiting for me to return to Korea as soon as possible.
However, I had to consider that this place is a gathering of people who are very kind to me.
But it should have been…
[‘Kim Wool Wool’ donated 30,000 won!]
– I woke my dad up early in the morning because I heard Naame was coming, and we enjoyed a beer together while watching. Even after staying up all night, I’m not tired at all, haha.
“That sounds a bit extreme, Kim Wool Wool.”
When I made a shy expression, another donation came flying in.
[‘Kim Wool Wool’ donated 104,000 won!]
– Actually, my dad has been suffering from multiple sclerosis for nine years now. Last year, his condition worsened to the point of receiving a terminal diagnosis, but thanks to the medicine you created, Naame, he can see well now, and his symptoms have improved a lot. My dad says it feels like a dream; thank you so much.
– Wow.
– What an emotional story!
– That’s so touching.
– Awesome!
– Damn, it’s also Naame’s sister now. I have to praise her.
– Naame, the great queen!
– I wonder how happy today must have been for them.
– Touching moments really are NoName.
– For real, a lifelong benefactor.
– I thought you were a villain, but you’re a filial son.
– Haha, a filial son!
In a solemn atmosphere, the expressions of gratitude continued endlessly.
Starting with another multiple sclerosis patient, those who were struggling with optic nerve issues were the primary contributors.
[‘thswldk’ donated 8,000 won!]
– I’m sorry, Naame, I don’t have much money to donate. I really wanted to die every day because of the kids who bullied and harassed me, but I finally mustered up the courage to report it to the police after seeing you. The perpetrators transferred schools, and I made new friends in my class, so I’m really grateful!
– That’s amazing!
– I hope the bullying perpetrators get what they deserve.
– It seems like the bullies are acting all high and mighty now?
– But these days, bullying seems to have decreased enormously.
– The really malicious kids might be ignoring it, but I haven’t seen much else.
– It’s because the police have been on alert since that incident.
– The president’s public criticism seems to have a big impact.
– Of course! If the situation isn’t handled properly, everyone in the workplace is insulted, right? Haha.
“Thank you for the donation. I will support your future.”
South Korea was changing slowly but surely.
There are many who dislike me, but just knowing that there are many who like me is enough to be thankful.
“Surely, no one likes me just because I’m Korean, right?”
– No, no, no, no, no!
– Absolutely not!
– Even if Naame was an alien, we would still like them.
– What does nationality matter? As long as we can watch Naame, that’s all that matters.
– Don’t you think it would be proud to say you were once Korean?
– For real, Korean Americans receive awards and still claim to be Korean.
– Just ignore the opinions of people here and live as Naame wants.
– It’s right to go where you can showcase your talent.
– Still, I hope you come back to Korea; let’s have a fan meeting at the concert hall!
“Thank you so much for seeing me as I am. Although it may not be in this form of broadcast, I will definitely come to see you all in the near future.”
“Wait, are you really leaving, Naame?”
“Yes. It’s dinner time.”
“Oh, it’s important to have meals on time when you’re young. It was fun being with you. Please remember me, Arimura Yui, and call me if you do Resonance again!”
“Arimura, I have one question; why did you choose the nickname Arimura Yui? Isn’t it obviously a Japanese female name? Just curious.”
“Ah, well…”
– Gasp!
– Emergency~~~!!!
– Naame absolutely must not google Arimura Yui…!
– Sh*t, this is a mess.
– Haha, how do we explain this?
– You better explain well, or a hundred billion NaMeDan will be watching.
– Hyung, byeㅠㅠㅠ I’ll try not to forget you for just one day.
– No wonder I was so lucky…
– It really was a broadcast with a tragic ending, haha.
-SLZ-778
– (This message has been deleted.)
– Wow, who was that just now? Haha.
– What a daring number!
What’s going on? The viewers seemed to know everything.
One would think someone would reveal the truth, but no one did until the end.
Arimura painstakingly opened her mouth.
“Naame, listen closely. Every person in the world has a secret they want to hide. You do as well, right?”
I involuntarily blushed and opened my eyes wide.
I too was keeping the secret that I had reincarnated twice.
“I do.”
“My nickname is similar to that. It could probably come up if you search it on the Internet right now. But can I know the origin, history, and feelings behind the name I chose?”
“Well, I don’t know…”
He coughed lightly and shook his head.
“Of course, such information would not be known. You’re smart enough to understand what I mean, our clever Naame, right?”
“Does this mean that unless the person involved reveals it themselves, hearing it from others will inherently cause misunderstandings?”
“Yes! Exactly!”
Arimura exclaimed, spreading her fingers with excitement.
“Aha, got it. Then I won’t look for it.”
“Phew… Naame, make sure to keep your promise to me, okay?”
“Yes. Once I make a promise, I keep it better than a dragon.”
“You can call me Rimu once we get to know each other better. Everyone shortens it like that.”
“Okay, Arimura.”
– They got past that, haha. They got past that, haha.
– Naame’s innocence is preserved.
– Right… this works…
– Quick-witted response.
– Naame is still a child; they don’t know much about this yet.
– Look at how you’re drawing the line, NoName.
– You wanted to be called Rimu, didn’t you?
– How many years apart are we? Why call you uncle or grandpa?
After a round of commotion, we finally shared a true farewell time.
Dad must have prepared dinner all by himself tonight.
Ding-!
[You have received an international call from NoName.]
[+49 30-XXX-XXXX]
Isn’t 49 Germany?
A call came to my personal phone outside the capsule.
It didn’t seem that important, so I just answered it right there.
“Hello?”
[Is this NoName?]
“Yes, that’s right. How did you get my number and call me?”
– What is this?
– Is it voice phishing?
– To have the power to know NoName’s phone number, wow.
– These days, there are a lot of spam calls internationally.
– So annoying…
The voice was gruff, suggesting a slightly older person, and it was suspicious that he was speaking in English rather than German.
“Let me introduce myself; I am Jared Becker Lichtman, President of the International Mathematical Union.”
“Please continue.”
By this time, I firmly believed it was voice phishing.
“Congratulations. You have been selected as one of the three winners of the Fields Medal in 2053, NoName.”
It seemed that some viewers were aware that January 2053 was the announcement of the Fields Medal, given every four years.
– ??????
– What the heck?
– A Fields Medal? Is this for real?
– Isn’t it leaked? Haha.
– No matter how you think about it, it sounds like voice phishing…
– But the timing is too coincidental.
– Wait, don’t give up your South Korean citizenship, Naame!
– Naame, you’re still Korean, right? Isn’t that true?
– If you introduce NoName with the U.S. ahead of Korea, I’ll go find your headquarters!
– You’re telling me this can be taken away by the U.S.? That absolutely cannot happen.
***
“Phew…”
I rushed out of the capsule like I was escaping.
The viewers almost grabbed my ankles, making it feel like I could never escape if not now.
The smell of kimchi invaded from the house.
‘Tonight, we’re having kimchi stew.’
I dashed to the kitchen to inform Professor Chun, who was putting on an apron.
“Dad, I received the Fields Medal.”
He put down the ladle stained with red broth and furrowed his brow.
“It’s something I can’t possibly hear from my elementary school daughter.”