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Chapter 160

VR is virtual reality.

What is virtual reality? It’s the idea that while reality is reality, the virtual world feels like reality—that’s roughly what it means, right?

That’s why people experiencing VR for the first time often find it so realistic or feel a strange disconnect with reality that they can’t get their head straight.

I was no exception. I could hear Han Kang and Riri’s voices in my ears, but my head, equipped with the VR gear, was fixated on the virtual world.

It was a bizarre situation where I was hearing invisible voices amid a shimmering world.

“Oh.”

Also, experiencing VR wasn’t merely about seeing a new world. I could even try out a body that seemed somewhat distant from my physical self.

Welcoming me were the long and sturdy limbs of a man I could no longer encounter.

However, I couldn’t stay in the male form for too long. Beyond personal preferences, I couldn’t fully unleash my abilities as a male avatar.

According to Han Kang, who calls himself a VR expert, the efficiency peaks when the avatar in the virtual world looks as similar to the real body as possible.

The more the disconnect is reduced, the higher the compatibility and better performance you can deliver.

Of course, the game I intended to play, “Police SWAT,” didn’t require too intense movements. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to set it up. After all, I didn’t buy VR just to play this game.

“What’s with all these options?”

Setting up the avatar seemed quite delicate, and I had to tweak more than just a couple of settings.

I merely flailed my limbs back and forth. I thought it would be better to showcase character creation as content on my stream.

Besides, Han Kang had painstakingly rushed over from afar, and serving a meal with Riri came first.

So, just as I concluded VR and removed the equipment I had flipped over my head to return to reality…

“…?”

There was Han Kang in a rather awkward posture, arms crossed, gazing at the distant mountains.

And Riri was looking toward me, her face flushed but unable to meet my eyes.

What the heck? What’s with this combo?

What on earth happened while I was away in the VR world?

It didn’t seem like they had abandoned their purpose of helping set up Kayak’s VR.
As a self-proclaimed expert, Han Kang answered my question about whether his limbs were moving correctly with utmost sincerity.

Now that I think about it, his voice was quite shaky while answering. What could have happened to them while I was facing this new world?

Did one of them confess to someone else? It wasn’t entirely out of the question. I mean, Han Kang and Riri were quite the attractive pair and seemed to have significant interactions.

Originally, when young men and women engage in various activities together, they might develop feelings, right? If a green light had been turned on between them, I would have been more than willing to celebrate vigorously as a friend who interacts with both sides.

However, it seems that guesswork was way off the mark.

Listening to Riri’s subsequent words, I pondered.

“Um, we’ve also faced a new world.”

“Uh?”

“Er… it feels like our existing common sense has been shattered? VR, yeah. It was true virtual reality. No, is it really reality… is it really that big?”

“Cough, cough!”

In response to my question about what had happened, Riri answered with a serious face. By the end, she muttered something incomprehensible, half mumbling, so I couldn’t really grasp it.

As a result, I tilted my head in confusion, and Han Kang, who was drinking water at the time, suddenly started coughing violently as if he had choked.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine, just over there…”

As I approached to hand him a tissue and maybe pat his back, he startled and flinched away as if I were a virus or something.

Though I didn’t show it, I felt slightly hurt that he couldn’t even look me in the eye.

I came over out of concern, and here he was treating me like I was contagious or something.

I felt disappointed yet curious. Just a while ago, when he entered my house, he had a bright face, met my gaze well, and even asked for sashimi.

It was the same even before the VR setup. From the beginning, Han Kang’s personality wasn’t one to shy away from people.

He was practically a natural social butterfly. So why was he acting so pitifully, trying to escape under the pretense of just taking a breather?

Perhaps the only witness who might know the reason, Riri, just shook her head while holding my wrist.

“Han Kang oppa needs some alone time…”

But why?

“People generally need time to gather themselves when they face something overwhelmingly shocking that shatters their common sense for the first time since they were born.”
“I need some time to gather myself.”

“…Exactly.”

“This is exactly that situation.”

I was surprised, but I can’t even imagine how shocked he must have been.

All he did was ramble on with these incomprehensible tales.

What on earth was that amazing thing that Han Kang and Riri encountered to make Han Kang react like this?

Why was Han Kang showing such intense reactions while Riri appeared relatively composed?

I was full of questions but decided not to ask any further. Whatever it was, I figured it was something he couldn’t really explain.

After all, you can’t know every little thing in the world. Sometimes it’s best not to dig too deep—some things should just remain secrets, like how I suddenly transformed into Camilla overnight.

“Shall we go for some 회 (raw fish)?”

Han Kang, who had left the room, returned home about 15 minutes later, looking much more relieved than before. He still couldn’t meet my gaze directly.

*

[Wow, he set everything up in just a day. What diligence! LOL]

[With that kind of drive, if he wasn’t lazy, he would have conquered the streaming scene long ago…]

[Fact: Kayak is 100 million times more diligent than viewers who call her lazy]

[Kayak has regained her initial spirit… there’s no stopping this]

[But she never gets stopped anyway]

[When are you gonna be able to stop her?]

[Honestly, no one can stop her, that’s the truth]

[Kayak as the national team striker]

“You’re boosting me too much… it’s still not over. I’ve only done the basic setup; things like avatar settings and customization are still pending. I saved it for the stream with you guys. I did good, right?”

Should I say they were pretending not to know?

Viewers were pointing fingers, hurling accusations that this lazy girl only came prepared to stream, yet they seemed to secretly look forward to customizing the avatar with her live.

It’s often not what you say, but how you package it. This applies not just in streaming but in society too.

Anyway, now it was time for customization. So, it was avatar setup time!

“Alright, then let’s start customizing. First, the gender will be female, right? Even if Kayak’s a guy, I love men! Or maybe even better… just cool it for a bit, okay?”

[So gay…]

[Kayak would still be popular even as a guy]

[What is this suddenly? I don’t watch male streamers]

[For real, if a girl can charm so effortlessly, she’s definitely an Alpha Male]

[Even now, she’s an Alpha Female, LOL. If she puts her mind to it, she can charm anyone, regardless of gender or age.]
[Seducing everyone, young and old]

As usual, while the viewers filled the chat with useless bait, I slowly continued customizing.

The hair color was white, not too pure and not too dull. Just the perfect shade for Camilla.

The eye color was the same. I set it to a deep blue, like the ocean trapped in her eyes.

I had memorized Camilla’s hair and eye color long ago, so it didn’t take long to set them.

Then I adjusted the hairstyle a bit, lowered the height, and transformed all the facial features and skin tone to match Camilla.

[Why is this so fast?]

[At least talk while you’re changing things, teacher.]

[You really are transforming into Camilla.]

[How do you pick the color for Camilla so quickly?]

[Isn’t this your own look?]

[Isn’t it about time we got used to this? Kayak is practically Camilla herself, lol.]

[The closer the avatar resembles reality, the less disconnect there is when controlling it.]

Everything was flowing smoothly with settings being adjusted effortlessly. Height, weight, hairstyle—all went through without a hitch, except for one rather unexpected element that blocked my path.

“Breast size…? You can adjust that too? Is it important? Oh, of course, it’s important. I know that much.”

Camilla’s breast size has never been officially disclosed. However, instinctively, I had guessed that size since way before I became Camilla, and now I even had the exact figure.

Of course. My breast size was essentially Camilla’s breast size.

But adjusting the avatar’s chest size felt like I was inadvertently revealing my own size to the viewers.

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I felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment, covered the screen for a moment, set the breast size, and then unveiled the screen again.

[Wow!]

[How can the size be immeasurable?]

[To exaggerate, it must be bigger than a human head;;]

[Whoa!]

[Kayak is a legend, for real.]

[Just a living legend breathing!]

[Why on earth is there an option to adjust breast size in customization, lol?]

[You have a really big heart, teacher.]

“…I don’t know.”

I banned some viewers who were excessively harassing and moved on to the next step.


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