Chapter 458

I rotate the purple juice in the plastic wine glass under the light.

“Slurp.”

「← It’s grape juice」

I left this note just in case someone misinterpreted it and minimized the hologram window to keep it next to me.

– Ah, I’m getting tipsy from the atmosphere

– First class is really too good

– Wait, isn’t that a wine glass? Is it legal for children to drink on planes?

└ Is Namé’s eye failing? They even left a note on purpose

└ Ah, I didn’t see that

└ There’s no way it could be legal, lol

└ So many reading comprehension problems, lol

– If it can’t be punished, could it be considered legal?

– Whoa

– Drinking is legal, but giving it is illegal

└ This is technically against the law, but there’s just no punishment for it

└ Oh

– I remember mimicking adults drinking when I was little; it’s a universal rule

– I can’t eat foie gras because I find it cruel, but apparently, it’s well-liked

– It’s rich and polarizes opinions

For dessert, they served fruit, biscuits, and cheese.

But since I was full, I only took a small bite to taste it.

I think I’ve overeaten.

Holding my bloated belly, I leaned back in the chair.

「End of the eating broadcast」

Every time I get on a flight, I think that time really doesn’t pass.

Whether in first class or elsewhere, my mind was filled with the thought of wanting to get off the plane as soon as possible.

I took a gulp of water and checked the broadcast window.

[Broadcast Time – 7:51:12]

Have I already been broadcasting for 8 hours?

Of course, I’d slacked off for 6 of those hours, but I had never streamed for this long before.

And…

[Number of Viewers – 403806]

“Phew! What the… Cough cough…!”

Maybe the water I had in my mouth went down the wrong pipe because I kept coughing.

“Cough. Huhk. Cough… Cough cough! Hah… Haa.”

I thumped my chest and took deep breaths, finally calming my wildly beating heart.

– Are you okay, Namé?

– What’s wrong with you?

– It seems like you choked

– Are you alright??

– Oh no, what do I doㅠㅠㅠㅠ

Seeing me coughing seemed quite painful, and the viewers all shared their concern.

No wonder even though I had set the chat to subscriber-only for over a year, the chat was moving incredibly fast.

Are 400,000 people really watching a broadcast with no content?

I wiped the water I spilled on my pajamas with a napkin and opened my notes.

Ugh, coughing made my eyes water.

「Why are there so many people?」

As soon as I asked a question, hundreds or thousands of replies flooded in.

I paused the chat for a moment and scrolled through slowly.

– How can you handle a NoName vlog? lol

– First efficiency 300% event in progress

– It’s been so long since my return, so everyone must have gathered

– There’s not a single community without mentioning NoName right now

– Wow, it jumped to over 400,000 in an instant; this is legendary

– Hands from Spain!

– It’s evening in Europe, so they’re probably starting to tune in from there

– Your outfit today is so cute!

– Twish’s pool is small, so maybe that’s why, but if I had broadcasted with a company on Vlive, I would have easily hit 10 million

Still, having 400,000 people watching my every move is way too overwhelming…

In a past life, that was about the same number of people as the population of a small city-state.

Yet, having a place to return to is a great blessing.

Whether I’m in the U.S. or Korea, what does my physical location mean to the viewers?

They want to see my broadcasts.

Wasn’t it me who asked them to stay by my side until the end?

I shouldn’t break that promise so easily.

「Thank you so much for waiting, everyone. I’ll do my best to broadcast from now on.」

During the remaining time, I thought about briefly sharing my life in America and considering future content.

– Don’t cry! (Clap) Don’t cry! (Clap)

– Does that mean I can watch the broadcast every day from now on? Please…

– ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ Namé must have gone through a lot of emotional turmoil

– It’s okay, you can cry

– Your eyes are getting watery

「I’m not crying. I just choked earlier.」

I’m worried that our room’s viewers are starting to give a little too much sympathy.

* * *

“I went to a football game at Philips Academy, and it was way more fun than I expected. I think I understand why Americans love American football more than soccer or baseball. Personally, I’d rank the fun of games as ‘Magical Duel > American Football = UFC > F1 > Soccer = Baseball’.”

I showed the viewers a picture taken with Evans.

Evans generously allowed me to show the photo, saying that one day he would also be a celebrity like me.

The viewers’ reactions were explosive.

– American football gets a thumbs up

– Check out those arms!

– Who is this guy? Super handsome!

└ Couldn’t be an older brother? If he’s in the academy, he must be a high schooler at most

– A popular guy who should be split in half and die!

– Wow, look at those muscles; how strong could he be?

– 99% of Alpha male appeal can probably be drilled into that guy

– Meanwhile, Namé only likes masculine sports, lol

└ Lol, Magical Duel, American Football, UFC, F1

└ Is this a secret hobby of a 10-year-old…?

I had more pictures than I expected.

Thanks to the school photo club and student reporters who diligently captured my moments in class.

Gradually, I flipped through the pictures in the gallery.

“The practical training in Magical Duel turned out to be more useful than I thought, as I learned various martial arts in class. It’s a bit hard to explain in words, but I’ll show it in a broadcast later.”

After that, I browsed pictures of the house and garden where I lived in the U.S., and finally showed pictures from the game development course.

“This is a VR game I created in Open World Engineering. I’ve taken screenshots of funny bugs that popped up, and there are quite a few, surprisingly.”

Using the base modeling from Resonance is fine, but problems sometimes occurred when borrowing models from other companies.

I showcased interesting bugs like villagers’ necks stretching unnaturally like ghosts or the scarecrow’s face morphing into a monster.

– Kyaaaa!!!

– Whoa, that scared me

– I thought my heart would drop

– Stop!!!

– A VR game developer must be immune to horror games

– For real, lol

– So this is what you made for your assignment

– Creepy, though;

– This is real horror…

I kept flipping through similar pictures.

“Uh? Where did this come from?”

There was a gif of Adella and me, both holding guns and fighting monsters in the desert.

It seems I received it along with other pictures when I downloaded them from the chat room.

A massive scorpion monster suddenly jumps out of the sandy beach.

Its pincers have several others sticking out in a fractal-like manner.

On the sliding sand, Adella jumped up and shot a magical bullet into the air.

The magic bullets hitting the scorpion’s legs manifested into new magic circles, creating columns of fire that shot into the sky.

The scorpion monsters approached from behind.

The centipede monster, controlled by Hibirisu, wrapped its body around one and knocked it down, and I jumped on top to blast its eye with a cannon.

“This is basically a game where you wield a magical gun and hunt monsters in a medieval fantasy world. If anyone wants to try it, I’ll post it on TGeder.”

– ?????

– Wait, what’s with the level of completion?!?!?

– This is an assignment, not a formal game? What the heck were the games I played?

– Is this quality real?

– Wow, the monster texture is insane, lol

– What’s the game called?

– Winning in battle means I can physically capture them, lol

– Marketmon, lol

– NoName is a crazy talented person, for real

“Actually, I hadn’t even decided on a game name by the time I submitted it. Marketmon? That’s too much of a plagiarism.”

I should settle on it quickly.

Though, I wonder if it’s even worth giving it that much thought.

To put it bluntly, isn’t this game made just to ease the mood of some Erosion?

“Kaizen World ← I’ll go with this. When I return to Korea, I’ll ask Resonance if it can be officially registered as a game.”

I decided to title it after the name of the country I was born in my past life.

And the last picture was…

“Oh!”

There was a picture of me sleeping soundly in the passenger seat of a car in my gallery.

Judging by the date, it was today.

Was Professor Cheon secretly taking pictures with my phone while I briefly dozed off on the way to the airport?

I squinted at the picture again and couldn’t help but gasp.

I was leaning against the window, sucking my thumb while sleeping.

I commanded to delete it faster than light.

“Delete, delete. No, I mean delete, not zoom in!”

Damn AI. Why isn’t the touch responding?

– Hahaha

– Wow, so cute, lol

– Ah

– I’ll save it in my archives~

– Oh, nice, there’s no screenshot ban set, nice

– Lol

– Namé is a little baby, huh?

“400,000… over 440,000 are watching right now…”

I couldn’t hold my face up in the embarrassment.

Looking at how my cheeks felt hot, I must’ve been red.

I lowered my head and quickly typed in my notes.

「Please, everyone, delete this. This isn’t right…!」

I momentarily moved the camera and opened the partition.

Professor Cheon tilted his head as if to ask if I needed anything.

When I showed him the picture, he chuckled and praised me, calling it adorable.

“How can you look like an angel even while sleeping, Namé?”

“Please, don’t compliment me. Why in the world was this picture taken…?!”

“Hahaha.”

I filled my fist with Aura… no, at 10,000 meters in the air, the Aura couldn’t be properly utilized.

Reluctantly, I punched Professor Cheon’s arm with my bare hand.

Thud- Thud-

Rather than taking damage, my fist just hurt.

Was the strength difference between an adult and a child this huge?

I grimaced and closed the partition.

I need to change the topic, I need to shift the topic.

To quell the situation, I had no choice but to take extreme measures.

“NoName’s diligent broadcasting schedule starts from tomorrow: decided on 6 broadcasts a week.”