Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 32

As I rise from the capsule-shaped connection device, I blankly shake my head.

“I’m really tired.”

Even small actions make my head feel continuously blank, which feels strange. Today, I feel more exhausted than usual.

Thinking about what I did today, all I can recall is the fact that I just went out briefly.

It’s possible that such a trivial outing somehow put a strain on my body, the fatigue I felt was different from the weariness I experienced a few days ago when I was in Another World.

It seems like I unconsciously tensed up my body just from receiving the gaze of other people.

How could I feel this fatigued from something so trivial? I wondered how I had been living my life.

“… I should probably exercise.”

Murmuring blankly, I slumped down on the bed.

Thud.

I indulged in the soft feeling as the bed sunk in under my weight.

There was no need to go to the gym; the exercises I needed to do to improve my basic stamina weren’t that significant.

I thought I should start exercising little by little starting tomorrow, but I suddenly felt a doubt.

“Isn’t it a bit too weak?”

Is this body strange, or was I the odd one in the Black Ark?

It felt worse than when I first fell into the Black Ark world, and it couldn’t just be dismissed as poor endurance.

“Fine… I’ll just have to exercise.”

I’ve decided to exercise starting tomorrow. With that thought, I lay down in the bedroom.

Slowly lifting my hand to tidy up my disheveled silver hair, I also thought I should go shopping…

I wasn’t sure if I would go out often in the future, but there were a few things I thought I needed during today’s outing.

Beep.

I pressed the power button on my PC and forcibly sat myself up in the chair.

“… Getting weak physically seems to weaken the mind too.”

Murmuring blankly, I touched my cheek. This should be a bearable level of fatigue, yet my eyelids kept getting heavier.

Living comfortably seemed to unconsciously lower my threshold for patience.

What I planned to buy now were a few clothes to wear when going outside and some hair dye.

Even so, rotating the same design t-shirts like a color game didn’t seem right, and my silver hair was too conspicuous, which bothered me.

Honestly, I thought I should have stopped by a hair salon to dye it while I was out, but it was too late to regret now.

Considering the current world, I thought hair dye must have developed somewhat.

Thinking about it, I made a mental note to order it before going to bed and started browsing the site. Given how my eyelids were drooping, if I fell asleep now, I could easily guess I would wake up late tomorrow afternoon.

“Elmarket and Rocket Mall…”

I opened familiar websites and searched for sites classified as shopping malls.

Women’s clothing sites and general shopping mall sites. I opened them in separate windows.

First, I started searching the women’s clothing site slowly.

As I collected pretty clothes that came in, a chuckle escaped me unknowingly.

“…”

Even while choosing clothes, I couldn’t quite feel that this was me choosing them.

There was no need for embellishment in the Black Ark world, and even if I tried to decorate myself, it was just part of my equipment items.

Armor with various additional abilities that fell under the mythic or legendary category.

What I wore almost every day felt more like wearing performance gear rather than a feeling of being stylish.

But now, trying to buy clothes like this made it feel like I was genuinely picking out my own clothes.

I really am a woman.

“Still, somehow. It’s a bit like dressing up.”

While naturally chuckling to myself, I began placing the clothes that caught my eye into my cart one by one.

Starting with lightweight fabric t-shirts, I added a few short-sleeve t-shirts considering the upcoming summer weather. If the design seemed decent to me, I added it to the cart without hesitation.

Financial burden? That didn’t exist in the first place.

The 2.7 billion won in my bank, upon checking this morning, had actually increased through interest.

Being abruptly sent to this world came with one singular benefit. In some ways, it was an even greater benefit than anything else.

Money.

Thinking back, it felt as if it was reluctantly handed to me rather than earned, but when I think about it now, I’m glad I at least got that.

I clicked through various category classifications and chose clothes that fit my size reasonably.

And below, even though I had become a woman now, I felt skirts weren’t for me, so I added a few types of pants to the cart.

Without much thought, I realized the number icon in my cart had exceeded 20.

Just when I thought that was enough, I started searching for hair dye to change my hair color.

I was surprised at how many types there were.

“What so many kinds are these?”

Names of hair dyes I had never heard of or seen before.

Bambi Brown… Tangerine Brown… Plum Brown… Baby Brown?

What is all this?

Scrolling down to look at the types, they all seemed like similar shades of brown, but with names that made each one stand out vividly.

If it’s brown, just call it brown—how can you have so many subcategories?

“… No, first I need to figure out the easiest dye method.”

Shaking my head blankly, I searched for “easily usable hair dye types.”

After searching on popular portal sites and shopping malls, various forms of hair dye appeared.

Next, I prioritized the usage method over other conditions of the hair dyes. If it seemed difficult or cumbersome to do alone, I thought I’d just tolerate the hassle and go to a salon.

To my surprise, finding out how to use the hair dye turned out to be simply simple.

“Won’t this put hair salons out of business?”

It was so convenient that I thought that at the moment of realization.

Even if I tried by myself, it seemed I could dye my hair in about an hour.

The method involved lightly dampening my hair, spreading the dye evenly with a comb included in the package.

After roughly doing that, I spent about 30-40 minutes waiting before cleaning it up—that was the end.

“The color… Well, just brown.”

Honestly, I thought about going for black, but after checking my face in the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, I changed my mind. My reflection in the mirror looked mixed-race; I thought black might actually stand out instead of blending in.

So, when I typed “safe hair dye” into the search bar, brown was the most commonly suggested color.

I chose a dye named beige brown. It felt like the name was innocuous enough, and the shade appeared quite neutral. With that, I added the hair dye to my cart.

Then, I clicked the cart.

—Total order amount: 1,124,423 won.

After completing the payment with my card, I blankly raised my hand to close the site but froze.

Then I gently pressed on my favorites list and accessed the “Another Level” community.

I had bookmarked a few other communities, but oddly, the site where I first got criticized as a hacker caught my eye.

Not checking today’s hot posts, I decided to sleep.

“I can’t resist this.”

As soon as I clicked the Another Level site, I quickly skimmed the posts at the very top.

Unlike Twittee, this community ensured anonymity. I glanced at the titles of the posts, wondering if I should leave a comment.

And then…

“…?”

Blankly blinking, I stared at the titles of the posts at the top.

Did I unknowingly do something again? I couldn’t help but reflect back on my actions.

Today, all I did was go outside and then log into Another World.

After that, I just ended up slaughtering newbies and ranking up, yet somehow, my name appeared at the very top of the Another Level site.

—[The Crazy Girl’s Complete Dialogue After Meeting Lin in Reality.TXT.]

—[The Crazy Girl Who Dominated 1:3 Says: The User Lin is on My Level. Declaration.]

—[The Crazy Girl’s Recent YouTube Update.JPG LOL]

—[GIF of the Crazy Girl Using Crescent Moon Blade.]

“What, so who is this crazy girl…?”

Could it be that because I just slaughtered some newbies and ranked up, a nickname like that set me up for such a derogatory moniker? My heart sank for a moment.

However, upon detailed inspection of the titles, it seemed different.

Surprising myself, I became uncertain about which post to click on, as all the titles had “Lin” or similar names in them.

Finally, I just clicked on the very top post.

“The Crazy Girl’s Complete Dialogue After Meeting Lin in Reality.TXT.”

Once I opened the post, the first thing that greeted me was a screenshot of a woman, appearing as if she was broadcasting.

“Is she a celebrity?”

I couldn’t help but think that when I saw the woman’s stunning appearance in the screenshot.

—[The Crazy Girl’s Complete Dialogue After Meeting Lin in Reality.TXT]

Author: I Love Plea

(Screenshot of the Crazy Girl in full makeup.)

Below, the dialogue text quoted from the Crazy Girl was written in full.

……

– I met a user named Lin today.

– No, I mean, I met her in real life! Not just in the game!

– It’s true that I met the user named Lin completely by chance. Honestly, I approached too thoughtlessly, and we ended up meeting by mistake. I can’t explain it in detail, but we did truly meet.

As I read a few lines, I couldn’t help but feel bewildered.

“What is she talking about?”

It sounded like a woman I had never seen before was saying on a broadcast that she met me.

Even scrolling back to look at the screenshot of a woman, she was certainly someone I didn’t remember.

Should I call her sexy? She didn’t have much exposure yet gave off the impression of a woman in her early twenties.

I might feel like I’ve seen her, but I could only think that maybe I came across her in articles about celebrities.

Besides, even if I tried to dig through my memories, I definitely had no recollection of meeting a woman like her.

If I had met such a beauty, it would be hard to forget.

In this world, the only woman I had met was my younger sister Seoyoon and today I met Yoon Sua? Aside from her, there was no one else.

“… Yoon Sua?”

As I thought about it, I blankly clicked on the screenshot to zoom in and check the woman again.

Yoon Sua. Yoon Sua. Yoon Sua.

Recalling her name, I tried to overlap it with her appearance.

I didn’t want to remember her particularly…

An image of a college student with pure and graceful features crossed my mind. The fact that she was into games was an unusual point.

Someone I wouldn’t see again—that was the exact image I had in mind.

Even contrasting the screenshot with the image popped up, she looked significantly different from my memories.

It was hard to believe they were the same person.

There’s a saying about makeup being so transformative that even family wouldn’t recognize; I knew that too.

“Still… it’s hard to say that this person is the same as Yoon Sua.”

The graceful image of a college student seemed a bit too different to have put that much effort into making herself up.

Then a sudden memory of my conversation with Yoon Sua came to mind.

“Is that all?”

“Then do you happen to know about the Crazy Girl…?”

“I was just curious if you know about a user named the Crazy Girl.”

I wondered why Yoon Sua suddenly brought up the Crazy Girl.

“sh*t, this is really the Crazy Girl, huh?”

Unknowingly, my head started to feel dizzy.

Then I hastily clicked on other trending posts to check their contents.

“Please don’t tell me they talked about my real appearance or something?”

Muttering with a nervous heart, I quickly scrolled through the posts.

It took a sigh of relief to realize that after checking most of the trending posts and those receiving recommendations.

Thankfully, nothing was mentioned about my real appearance or anything regarding the reality-me.

Rather, I felt that Yoon Sua had described me vaguely, making her seem quite distant from the real me.

Throughout my browsing, I had a peculiar feeling.

—Plea had revealed the nickname to Lin, but it seemed Lin was not familiar with her at all.

—Lin expressed that she had no idea how many times she sent friend requests because the nickname had been provided incorrectly.

“… She did give me the wrong nickname though.”

I mumbled blankly, feeling strange about it.

Yoon Sua hadn’t divulged any information about me just because she was fishing for attention. She merely spoke in a manner that was almost consistent with what was already known in the existing community context.

Then a chuckle escaped me absent-mindedly.

—[The Crazy Girl who Dominated 1:3 says: The User Lin is on My Level. Declaration.]

One of the trending posts involved Yoon Sua while playing Another World, discussing me in a video.

—No matter how bad Lin is, she’s on my level. That’s the kind of sentiment!

“What’s the intention behind this…?”

It felt like they were overhyping me far too much.

While scouring through the trending posts, I opened another tab and searched for Plea, and it turned out Yoon Sua was quite a famous person.

It made perfect sense when I remembered her looking at me with expectant eyes while saying “Plea” as she introduced me in the café.

She was an extremely well-known streamer, to the point where any player of Another World would know who she was.

Moreover, she was ranked 8th in the current Challenger Tier.

A user who would qualify as a top-ranked player within the top ten fingers in Challenger Tier.

For me, experiencing the popularity of Another World firsthand, the ranking of 8 seemed remarkably high.

It felt almost unreal.

“Yoon Sua, this person is just…”

Clearly, even though it was related to me, I was surprised at first, but once I read it, I found it quite trivial.

I even wondered why a celebrity like Yoon Sua would attempt to draw attention to herself by expressing interest in me.

“Is she hoping I would watch her broadcast or something?”

The more I thought about these things, the more it hinted that Yoon Sua might be seeking attention.