People tend to want to work more, even when told not to.
Is this what they call a “Green Frog Syndrome”? There was a professional psychological term for it too, but I can’t quite remember.
Anyway, I found myself in a raucous party scene with over ten thousand green frogs.
– I won’t call you “auntie,” okay?
– Auntie cough cough
– You really got too much attention, didn’t you? LOL
– Is this even serious enough to make waves?
– If I call you “auntie,” you’ll just get mad, right?!
Everyone was having a blast. It was the first time I was teased by ten thousand people, and my head was spinning.
I guess I made a slip of the tongue.
I should’ve just brushed it off. By bringing it up, I ended up exposing my weakness for no reason.
It was all because of “I Want to Get a Job.”
“I thought well of you…”
I wanted to treat the first viewer well, especially since the Goddess had blessed them, but my feelings changed.
Calling me “auntie” out of the blue? That was so disrespectful that even the nickname felt vile.
Could it be that my priest appointment was revoked, and they were mad? That made sense. If it had never been given initially, it wouldn’t hurt as much, but taking it away after granting it is just cruel.
Thinking like that made me feel a bit sorry. Honestly, it wasn’t that big a deal. I just called them “auntie.”
“…I’m feeling worse and worse.”
I tried to shrug it off casually, but the more I chewed on it, the more irritable I became.
After hitting my thirties and becoming a mom, my age was constantly on my mind.
“Everyone, could you please stop?”
I said calmly to settle the playful chat flow.
But it didn’t have much effect. If anything, it got worse. They even started making up new terms among themselves.
[Lerorna donated 1,000 won]
– Teacher Auntie
Once a viewer mentioned the odd term “teacher auntie” with their donation, the chat exploded with more chaos.
– Teacher Auntie! LOL
– LOL
– Teacher Auntie! Teacher Auntie! Teacher Auntie! Teacher Auntie!
I could tolerate everything else, but the spam was too much. Checking the nickname before forcibly ejecting them, it was “Evil Ginger.”
It was Seo-yoon.
“You too…?”
I was surprised for a moment but then let out a chuckle. It seemed they now felt completely friendly towards me.
That was a relief. If anyone felt even a hint of discomfort towards me, living off them would be difficult.
Anyway, no matter how much it was Seo-yoon, I had to do my job.
“I will show the evil viewers the Church’s wrath.”
I smirked and banned Evil Ginger from chatting for ten minutes. To set an example, I threw a few more viewers in the mix.
This sparked a rebellion about press censorship, but it calmed down shortly. After all, it wasn’t serious protest.
[Nung Corporal donated 5,000 won]
– Quite the scary person…
“I just did what a Pope needs to do, Nung Corporal.”
Casually parrying that, I thought of a way to keep a close watch on the viewer “I Want to Get a Job.”
It wasn’t anything special—just a function to highlight a single viewer’s chat. Immediately using it, I saw that “I Want to Get a Job” had already sent a message a minute ago.
[I Want to Get a Job: I’m sorry…]
Because the chat was scrolling so fast, I missed it, but they were already apologizing.
They know how to apologize, huh? That meant I had to reevaluate them.
From experience, people like this could be guided onto the right path if led well.
“You, I Want to Get a Job, have been designated for special attention.”
I briefly showed the chat list of “I Want to Get a Job” on the broadcast screen before hiding it. That should raise a sense of urgency.
“Oh, and to be honest, it doesn’t really matter if you call me ‘auntie.’”
The viewers created a long line of ‘?’ but I ignored them and continued speaking.
“Because I actually think I have good looks. In front of beauty that holds real value, the term ‘auntie’ is meaningless.”
Beauty is worth more than gold coins or jewels. A truth I realized while living as Clitia Eluke.
Of course, some might disagree with me. I could understand that fully. I’m a Pope who respects differing opinions.
“You’re welcome to refute me. I’m fine with it. But…”
I paused for a moment and quietly added.
“The Goddess probably wouldn’t be fine with it. Be careful; she might pop up under your bed saying ‘peek-a-boo’ while you’re sleeping.”
A moment of silence.
After a few seconds of no words, the chat slowed down. Everyone was being cautious.
More accurately, they were dumbfounded.
– ??
– What does that even mean
– Is this a joke?
– Could the Goddess be an Evil God?
The chat was filled with an atmosphere that had lost its humor. With reactions different from what I expected, I suddenly began to feel cautious.
“Why aren’t they laughing?”
It was a specially crafted Pope humor that used the Goddess’s bold and quirky personality, but the response was chillier than I anticipated.
It was strange. The joke had everyone cracking up when I said it to bishops or high-ranking paladins back in that world…
Was it not funny because of cultural differences? I felt a bit downhearted and sulky.
In the meantime, the special attention viewer typed in the chat.
[I Want to Get a Job: LOL You’re so witty, Pope!]
“Good kid, aren’t they?”
I decided to boost my evaluation of “I Want to Get a Job” a bit more. They were doing great.
“Everyone, it was a joke. Honestly, you can make fun of my age all you want.”
Feeling slightly lightened, I lifted the corners of my mouth. With a smile finally breaking through, the chatroom atmosphere returned to normal.
Then I quickly transitioned the topic.
“Looks like we’ve blabbed too long. Now let’s answer Mr. Havant’s question.”
There was a question about what kind of person I was in that world.
Honestly, I had planned to introduce myself formally during my first broadcast, but my daughters interrupted, so it didn’t happen then.
I beamed with a bright smile and straightened my back. It was time for a belated self-introduction.
“First, let me prepare a little.”
I moved the mouse to shove the webcam feed to the corner and brought up my computer screen. Then I accessed the site I had bookmarked in advance.
[Green Wiki]
“Let’s lightly introduce myself with Green Wiki.”
Time to read the wiki.
I had intended to do this during the first broadcast but couldn’t. Now seemed just perfect.
I searched for the word I had a love-hate relationship with, a seven-letter word.
[Apollis Tales]
As soon as the ‘Apollis Tales’ document appeared on the broadcast screen, the viewers began to stir. They all seemed to guess what I was about to say next.
“That’s right. I was reincarnated into this game.”
Honestly, since the game was somewhat mediocre in popularity, I could understand if no one remembered me.
However, surprisingly, many viewers recalled it.
– Oh, so that was it
– Since you were reincarnated into a game I know, somehow I feel happy
– Suddenly I feel more connected, LOL
– But who are you? I have no idea.
At least it seemed it hadn’t been forgotten entirely. It was a game that was too good to totally slip by.
“Looks like everyone knows. Isn’t it just like the entertainment of the gods?”
What I meant to ask was whether it was a “great game,” but it somehow came out grandiose. Sometimes I have these glitches.
[Calmmaeu’s Silence donated 1,000 won]
– It was a great game.
Though slightly off, the meaning got across, and soon people began chatting away.
I scrolled through the chat carefully. Everyone was throwing around their own conversation, making it a bit messy, but there was a single flow.
Nostalgia.
“I guess it’s not popular anymore.”
It seemed “Apollis Tales” was categorized as a “nostalgic game.” I had fond memories playing it, but it was now just one of the many games people no longer played.
It was bound to happen. Its prime time must have passed while I was away.
Hearing that a game I used to immerse myself in and that gave me life was now outdated wasn’t exactly pleasant.
“It seems it has become a game of yore. It’s unfortunate. The joyful memories now must be buried in the recesses of my mind.”
Remembering that brought back various moments from the past. Faded memories of my days as Park Si-woo.
Each one was dark, but whenever I played “Apollis Tales,” I was always happy. It was more than just a game; it was my companion and friend.
“Goodbye, my friend.”
Muttering that with a bitter smile, my eye caught a message from the special attention viewer.
[I Want to Get a Job: Pope, do you know if there’s a sequel?]
[I Want to Get a Job: Looks like you don’t know… 🤔]
“…Is there a sequel?”
I remained spaced out for a moment before hurriedly diving into “Apollis Tales” on Green Wiki.
I hadn’t read it thoroughly as I intended to use it for content, so I discovered the relevant part about the sequel now that I was finally checking.
[The sequel, Solar Scepter, was officially released in 2021.]
Intrigued, I clicked on the linked “Solar Scepter” document and examined it closely.
The sequel was an MMORPG that only shared the same universe. It took place in the distant future. A story set after the time of Apollis Tales.
That put me in a peculiar mood.
“Let’s see if I make an appearance in this game.”
I was a saint from the distant past who had never appeared in the main story of the game. A character known only to those who memorized the lore.
But perhaps it might be different for the sequel. There might be a chance I was mentioned even a little.
Feeling an indescribable sensation, I entered the “Characters” section. It was separated out, probably because it was too long.
[Solar Scepter/Characters]
How do I even find my name here? As I fumbled around, I ended up scrolling down with the mouse.
Then I came across a subheading that caught my eye.
[14-3. Final Battle Hero Party]
This is it. I had a hunch.
It was at the very bottom, so it looked like I might be showing up as an extra.
Still, that’s better than not appearing at all.
I slowly scrolled down the screen. And then, my name appeared. There was also a brief description beneath it.
[Saint Clitia]
– The saint of the final battle hero party, appearing in the time training ground. While the power of the Sacred Spells is formidable, her low health makes her the weakest class capable of being subdued easily.
– Used Sacred Spells: Sun Judgment, Sun Barrier, Sunlight Satellite, Hymn of Light
“…….”
I quietly scrolled back to the top and clicked ‘Edit.’ I couldn’t leave it as it was.
“This makes no sense!”
I ended up yelling out loud due to my anger and disregard for poise.
“Easily subdued? Were the party members left to wait while I dealt with the healer? Also, why do I only have four Sacred Spells listed! During my time as an active saint, I could manage at least over forty spells!”
Just huffing, I detailed my dissatisfaction with every little point. As I savored my changes with pride, I suddenly heard a donation sound.
[Yachtio donated 10,000 won]
– Please take this and calm down, weak auntie.
Another ridiculous nickname was added.
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