Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 33

“…”

As I blankly lifted my eyelids, the ceiling, which I had now become somewhat accustomed to, came into view.

I just stared at it, blinking my eyes blankly.

The laziness that filled my body seemed to be telling me to close my eyes and give in to the heavy eyelids, but the sunlight pouring in through the window already felt hot.

Even though I wanted to just sleep, the warmth of the sunlight tickled my face, making it challenging to remain still.

I had slept with the air conditioner on, so I didn’t feel sticky due to the hot weather, but I was definitely not in good shape.

Wasn’t it said that starting something is half the battle?

For me right now, simply getting out of bed felt like half of that battle.

“Ugh…”

I groaned like a zombie and forced my body to rise.

I felt the heaviness of my body as if it weighed a ton.

Reflecting on why I felt so tired.

Yesterday, even going out for the first time counted as a significant outing, and playing Another World to the point of straining my body contributed to that.

On top of that, I had spent time digging through community posts related to myself, despite already being fatigued. Maybe it was too much to deal with in such a tired state; it was hard to even get my body up.

Ding.

When I turned on my phone to check the time, it was 5 PM.

“…Did I really sleep for 15 hours?”

A sigh escaped me without my knowing.

As I forced my body to rise, I walked to the bathroom, sensing that I had no strength.

Serin, having just finished a quick shower, tossed aside her clothes after splashing cold water on her face.

As she dried her body with a towel and changed into light clothing, I started to feel a bit more awake.

“The delivery has all arrived.”

According to a message I casually saw when I checked the time, most of the items I ordered last night had been delivered in the early hours of the morning.

Since it was 2031, I figured the delivery system must have improved, but the speedy delivery like this felt quite normal, considering it was already fast in the previous world.

Ding.

Picking up my phone and checking the messages in detail, I saw that only a few clothing items hadn’t arrived until around 2 PM.

Clack.

When I opened the front door, I grunted as I moved a large box and a few smaller ones into the house.

Squeak.

Rip.

I tore open the boxes or unwrapped the packaging to check the condition of the clothes and whether I had ordered the right items, tossing them into one corner once they seemed okay.

Whee.

Whoosh.

“All the clothes are here.”

I blankly looked at the dye I was holding in my hand. It seemed elegant and high-quality at first glance.

“…I guess I can just put on a NewTube and follow along.”

With that thought, I searched for hair dyeing tutorials on NewTube and chose one with a high number of views to play.

“Dear subscribers, just follow along and it’s really not hard…”

Relying on the sound of the NewTube video, Serin spent about an hour dyeing her hair.

……

As she cautiously looked at her reflection in the mirror, Serin examined the dye in her hand.

Did I miss any warnings or important information?

“Is this product defective, or is the pigment too weak?”

At first, it made me wonder, as in the middle, I had used what I felt was an excessive amount of dye.

But still.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror, something wasn’t quite right.

The reflection itself seemed strange.

It wasn’t that my appearance was unrealistic or that I didn’t look Korean; it was just plainly odd.

I had just dyed my hair a brown color.

The brown suited me fairly well. After a bit of light stretching, I had spent some time increasing my stamina. Then I turned on my PC and browsed popular websites to check the news and updates about the world.

Up to that point, everything had been without issue.

Until I casually turned my head and caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror on the other side of the room…

Not long after dyeing my hair, the pigment of the brown color had noticeably faded.

And the silver hair color was slowly showing through in sections.

At first, I thought maybe I hadn’t dyed it properly.

But it hadn’t even been an hour since I dyed my hair, and it was changing on its own; no matter how many times I checked, it was a hard reality to deny.

Even now, my reflection in the mirror displayed a strange mix of brown and silver hair that looked worse than if I hadn’t dyed it at all.

“…?”

As I brushed my hair down or clutched it awkwardly, I couldn’t pin a name to this bizarre phenomenon I was experiencing.

“This has to be… a defective dye or something, right?”

That thought crossed my mind, and I didn’t want to delve any deeper.

It couldn’t be anything else, so I had to stick with that assumption.

To think that my hair would revert to its original color on its own was a completely new concept for me.

So I treated the dye I used as defective.

Immediately after, Serin held the dye again and attempted to dye her hair once more but soon gave up.

***

7:21 PM.

“Broadcasting time is coming up soon.”

After messing around with the dye, I realized that Yoon Sua’s broadcasting time was approaching.

Her Twitch streamer nickname was Plea.

The reason I was making a mental note of her broadcast time was that I also needed to reach out to her.

The person I had thought I would never see again when we met at the café yesterday was actually far more famous than I had expected.

Moreover, the fact that she was even interested in me meant something. What mattered was that she knew about my reality.

From the trending topics, Yoon Sua seemed to have already figured out that I was ‘Lin,’ so it was pointless to hide it.

Although there hadn’t been any specific mentions about me in the trending posts I checked on community sites yesterday, it was a risk to think that anytime she might shift her focus to my reality during her broadcast.

So before that point, whether I liked it or not, I needed to speak to her.

“But, how do I even approach her?”

As I opened Twitch and logged in, I murmured blankly to myself.

From what I gathered yesterday, Yoon Sua was a big-time streamer with an average viewership exceeding 10,000.

Even if she expressed interest in me, I wondered if she would even notice me in the chat when I entered.

“…Ha.”

As I sighed softly, contemplating, I noted the notification from Plea on my following list, which I had preemptively followed.

As I hovered the mouse cursor over her stream notification, her broadcast title popped up first.

—[Trying out the Crescent Moon Blade]

Seeing the broadcast title, I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“Why not just say, ‘Come watch Lin’ instead?”

I wondered if it felt different to her viewers or others, but to me, Yoon Sua’s actions seemed oddly ridiculous.

It made my previous thoughts on how to approach her feel futile.

Honestly, I also questioned why she was so fixated on me, but I felt there wasn’t much I needed to ponder about that deeply.

Click.

With that, Serin entered Sua’s broadcast.

***

After finishing her stream and checking the community, Sua laughed at the chaos unfolding on the site just as she expected.

The Another World community site was practically flooded with discussions about me and Lin.

Even if that woman Serin had noticed it, she still planned to draw attention for a few more days.

Just four minutes before Yoon Sua turned on her broadcast.

She was whispering with a fellow Another World user whom she had a friendly rapport with.

—[Gosu: Why are you acting so frustratingly? Just say it in the stream title, ‘Let’s fight, Lin, you pathetic scrub!’]

—[Plea: Stop being annoying, seriously lol]

She certainly wanted to fight the user called Lin, but she couldn’t act as recklessly as Gosu suggested.

Especially since it wouldn’t match her broadcasting style, and she didn’t want a one-time encounter that might only lead to some short-lived relationship, having actually met in person.

—[Gosu: Tsk, if you care so much about broadcasting and stuff, life must be boring.]

—[Plea: Isn’t the fun coming from your tier being boring? Aren’t you rank 31 now? lol]

—[Gosu: Lmao that’s just because of ab*se that my rank went down. Do you really think I’d lose to you?]

—[Plea: Nah, I don’t engage with anyone below rank 20~]

While engaging in casual chit-chat.

Ding!

The alarm signaled one minute until the stream started as she hurriedly typed in the chat.

—[Plea: Anyway, if you want to fight me, get to rank 20 at the very least.]

Without waiting for an answer, she left the chat.

Before pressing the ‘Broadcast ON’ button, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror set in the room.

After checking that there was nothing wrong with her appearance.

She pressed the ‘Broadcast ON’ button.

“Hello~ to all the Platering fans! It’s time to start the broadcast on Thursday, July 29th!!”