Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 471

Phew.

As I gently pressed with my pure white hand, I sank into the bedroom with a slight resistance, enveloping my hand in a soft sensation.

“…”

Even while looking at her hand, Serin displayed a subtle expression.

Dalki had briefly left, saying she would bring something.

In this space left alone.

I thought about how everything in this vast space was mine as I sat down on one side of the bedroom.

‘This world is not reality.’

As soon as I thought that, it felt like a contradiction. I began to perceive this world as another reality.

The Black Ark, a kind of reality similar to that world. Something that is a game but not quite a game.

While thinking so, I suddenly found myself consciously trying not to get deeply immersed in the current situation.

Organizing my thoughts, I opened my mouth.

“Everyone.”

As I said that, I became aware of the chat window visible in my line of sight.

[Wow!]

[Finally, Lin is responding.]

[Why is Lin acting so well?]

[The abandoned viewers, lol.]

[Please don’t abandon usㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ.]

[Please communicate!]

The chat window, which had been minimized until a moment ago, expanded, and the text became clearly visible.

Seeing the chat, I couldn’t help but let out a faint smile.

It truly felt like I was suddenly in reality.

‘In the middle of a broadcast…’

Yes, I was currently on a broadcast.

“I didn’t expect the situation to progress like this as soon as I transitioned… so I haven’t been able to communicate. But I hope all the viewers understand? It was an unusual situation.”

I spoke as if seeking understanding while slowly gathering my thoughts.

My complicated feelings. I became aware of reality as if unraveling a tightly entangled thread.

I was distinguishing what is reality.

That this place is a world within a game. That being on a broadcast is a reality as well.

Slowly running my buried hand in the bedroom down, the feeling was strange.

Swoosh…

The soft sensation touching my hand.

Compared to reality, it definitely felt ambiguous.

If it were the expected sensation, it should have been extraordinarily soft. I should have felt softness to the extent that I wanted to bury my body in the bedroom, but there was a sense of alienation.

It wasn’t an entirely pleasant sensation.

When it comes to special or truly rare items, one can experience various tastes.

However, even when I touched the soft bedroom, I felt a sense of alienation. The sensation of reality was fundamentally blocked.

This is a kind of system that prevents one from becoming too immersed in the world within the game.

The rapidly rising chat window and the ringing donation notifications.

I took them in calmly as if letting them pass by, organizing my thoughts.

[We understand]

[We have to accept this.]

[Doesn’t Dalki have a huge influence?]

[Lol, it’s nice to see Dalki caring for Lin throughout.]

[Honestly, it’s 100 times better than other streamers’ awkward roleplays, so no worries.]

[I was a bit disappointed.]

[It’s so natural that I feel like I’m watching a drama, it’s really nice.]

[Honestly, am I the only one enjoying the broadcast? It’s thrilling.]

[It is hard to communicate, though.]

Various opinions filled the chat.

Ding! Ding!

And the continuous donation messages kept appearing, obscuring my view.

“Thank you so much to those who donated. However, it might be difficult for me to express my gratitude while connected to Another World.”

While calmly speaking, I completely lay down in the deeply sunken bedroom.

Swoosh.

The bed that sank along the contours of my body was quite intriguing.

As the luxurious interior of the room came into view, it felt oddly fascinating.

“It’s certainly gorgeous, feels good. It seems like I could sleep like this.”

With my thoughts emptied, I chuckled.

In Another World, one cannot simply sleep.

The moment one dozes off, a warning appears immediately, and if they fall asleep despite that, the connection ends instantly.

[Sweet dreams, let’s go!]

[The interior is really luxurious.]

[So, what did Dalki go to get?]

“Well, I wonder what she really went to get.”

As I thought while looking at the chat window, I was curious too.

Since Dalki had suddenly left.

Clack.

The moment I thought about it, I turned my head at the sound of the door opening.

“It is still daytime. Have you already decided to sleep?”

As the saying goes, when you speak of a tiger, it appears; Dalki was smiling faintly.

Swoosh.

As I raised my upper body, Dalki came closer.

While doing so, I noticed the knot in her hand, revealing a green box that was neatly tied.

Curious about what it was, I watched as Dalki sat down on one side of the bedroom.

“Are you excited?”

As if she noticed my gaze directing towards the box, Dalki playfully asked.

“Well, you said you suddenly went to get something. So what is that box?”

“Lin, why don’t you guess once?”

“…You’re asking me to guess all of a sudden.”

Realizing that Dalki’s tone had changed playfully, I noticed the change in her attitude.

Until now, she had a serious and noble aura. But now, the Dalki beside me was treating me casually and friendly.

Could it be because we met in the Caldea Empire? Or has the distance between us lessened due to our previous conversation?

I didn’t know for sure. For now, I wondered what the green box Dalki had brought could be.

A fist-sized green box.

Even the surface of the small tied box had no discernible symbols or signs.

“Is it something to eat?”

I absentmindedly spoke, and instantly found it amusing at myself.

I was unconsciously thinking of food first. Dalki seemed surprised by my words and smiled lightly at me.

“Are you hungry now?”

“No, not really. Just in case.”

“Well, it is not something edible. And if you are hungry, you can wait a little while longer for the upcoming feast. Today’s feast will be rather splendid.”

Nodding along with Dalki’s words, I once again pondered.

The green box. The fist-sized size.

Regardless of its contents, it was clear Dalki had goodwill towards me, so it shouldn’t be something strange.

Perhaps it was something that could help me or that I might like.

Once I thought that way, nothing else struck me.

‘…Even if I say it’s something I want.’

In reality, I didn’t even know what I wanted.

I was living quite satisfactorily right now.

Then, my gaze met Dalki, who was staring at me intently.

With a curious look, it seemed she wouldn’t tell me until I guessed. But her demeanor was also quite different.

‘Maybe she’s dressed up, but she looks even prettier today.’

Dalki’s face was undoubtedly very beautiful, but the adornments embellishing her made her stand out more.

Ornate earrings and necklaces adorned with golden threads, along with what looked like a blue hairpin sticking out of her hair.

All of those elements combined made the already beautiful Dalki even more stunning.

‘Could it be a piece of jewelry?’

Perhaps it was an accessory that Dalki was currently wearing.

The gifts that women give tend to be simpler than one might think. It’s a straightforward notion, but Dalki was still a ‘woman.’

Maybe thinking that way was justified.

‘No.’

But soon, I shook my head.

After thinking so, I realized that the surface of the green box had neither small decorations nor patterns.

If it were truly a jewelry gift, its wrapping should have been quite extravagant to be believable.

Someone as beautifully adorned as Dalki wouldn’t gift an accessory with such plain packaging.

Before I knew it, I was seriously contemplating the green box Dalki had brought, but I had no guesses.

“Is it… a necklace?”

So I just casually threw out a guess, and Dalki looked at me intently before giving a bright smile.

“Can you believe you would say something like that about an accessory?”

Dalki, covering her mouth slightly with a smile, appeared so beautiful that I was captivated by her.

Like the beauty of a national treasure, even in this moment, Dalki’s appearance felt dazzling.

“Honestly, I can’t guess. I’d like you to reveal it now.”

Suggesting I didn’t want to think any further, surprisingly, Dalki nodded willingly.

Then she slowly began to untie the knot of the box, revealing what was inside.

Soon, as the box unraveled, something inside became visible.

It was wrapped in red silk, making it hard to reveal its form.

Swoosh.

As Dalki’s white hand slowly peeled away the silk, my curiosity grew.

‘What on earth did she bring?’

As I thought and directed my gaze, the moment I saw the contents…

“…!”

I was momentarily speechless.

“What do you think, Lin? Isn’t it beautiful in your eyes?”

While nodding blankly at Dalki’s words, my heart raced significantly.

‘Is this… coincidence?’

It was hard to believe that it was a coincidence.

There was no connection between Cecilia and Dalki.

I had first met Dalki in this world, and it was only recently that I learned of the existence of the Caldea Empire.

Cecilia and Dalki couldn’t know each other.

‘That must be it…’

Dalki was currently showing me the proof of that.

“I didn’t expect you to be so surprised.”

Hearing her somewhat intrigued tone, my gaze remained fixed on the object in her hand.

It was a bracelet.

A remarkably intricate and beautifully crafted bracelet with red flowers engraved on it.

And it resembled one of the bracelets that Cecilia had given me all too closely.

The moment the continent was unified.

Cecilia, who formally bestowed upon me the title of Duke. As a token representing the title of Duke, she gifted me one bracelet.

That bracelet and the other bracelet in Dalki’s hand had similar appearances.

“It’s beautiful.”

I slightly parted my lips and looked at Dalki.

In response to my gaze, Dalki smiled as if satisfied.

“I had planned to bestow a title on you from the moment you arrived in the Caldea Empire.”

Hearing Dalki’s continued words made it all the more unbelievable.

“A title…?”

“Within the Caldea Empire, my position can be unequivocally deemed special. And you, too, who will inherit my power, must be special.”

She spoke as if it were a matter of course. I hesitated at her intention to bestow a title upon me.

Dalki, whose figure was right before my eyes, bore absolutely no resemblance to Cecilia.

Her manner of speaking, action, appearance, and even current position—nothing whatsoever was alike.

Yet, I felt an odd sensation as if Dalki resembled Cecilia in some way.

As Dalki’s red lips slowly opened.

Her next words were truly shocking.