[Ao Kayak City]
[Blaming the Taker for not checking themselves is a bit;;]
[Taker miraculously succeeds in avoiding the abyss!]
[Well, the Taker probably set the collab schedule without asking Kayak.]
Just a moment ago, I was sad about being deep into a solo game while hearing the title of Manager.
I realized that the reason I got caught up in the collab was because of myself. If I had just checked the message from the Taker, I could have joined everyone without any trouble.
Now that things have turned out this way, it was no different from providing the viewers with something to tease me about again.
[Taker isn’t that heartless ㅇㅇ…]
[Just got here, what’s happening?]
[Just a minor mishap by the open host, I guess.]
[Ohh]
[Kayak kayaked.]
[Always trying to drag someone else in at every opportunity.]
[Kayak, it’s you again?]
[Did you try to send another perfectly fine person into the abyss again, joat?]
[This woman’s daily life is basically an Abyss Quiz Show.]
[Apologize to the Taker.]
Originally, Abyss was supposed to bring great benefits with a successful pairing, right? The same goes for reality.
This time, I aimed at the Taker, but he brilliantly countered, causing a backfire. So this was a story where the aftershock would be even stronger.
Trying to send the Taker into the abyss may end up with me going down instead. The solution in times like this is simple.
“….”
I silently stare at the cam without saying much. Instead of thinking of it as looking at a camera, I see it as eye contact between people, gazing intently as if we’re actually in front of each other.
[What’s this?]
[Kayak suddenly shuts up ㄷㄷ]
[Oh no, this is problematic.]
[Look at the way they’re showing off.]
[Do they think this will let them slide?]
[Trying again to just get by with that pretty face.]
[Wow kya. Huhuh;;]
[They are indeed pretty, for real.]
[People say they lose their memory when they look at pretty people… they say they lose their memory when they look at pretty people… they say they lose their memory when they look at pretty people…]
[On the tune of habitual soup brewing.]
[Brewing soup to avoid the abyss… must have grown up now. Go back down.]
[You think I’ll let this slide??]
[Seriously, go and put on an act or something.]
[Show some sincerity.]
“Hmm, hmm….”
As I’ve grasped a lot about the viewers, they too reached a point of knowing nearly everything about me.
Did they notice that I’m awkwardly trying to recover public sentiment? Their reactions have been colder than before.
I had no choice but to bear the embarrassment and decided to try something a bit bolder.
After all, this was a battle I couldn’t afford to lose. Just bringing out my weapons one by one would force the viewers to wave the white flag in surrender.
It was a fight I couldn’t lose. Just taking out one weapon after another would force the viewers to wave the white flag in surrender.
So, instead of just staring at Camilla, I moved a little closer and placed my hands under my chin. It was the classic flower pose. In that position, I slightly raised the corners of my mouth and opened my eyes beautifully.
I probably couldn’t see my current self, but I thought I must look pretty destructive. I mean, I surprise myself every time I look in the mirror.
The difference now is that I’ve grown comfortable striking this kind of pose. The embarrassment was still there, though.
Well, how many advertisements have I shot so far? The photographers have praised me extensively, saying I have talent.
[Oh….]
[This is a bit hard to endure]
[As expected, Camilla’s a master of manipulation lol]
[It’s a large-scale illusion!!! Everyone, stay focused!!!]
[Hmm… is that the case?]
[What did the host do wrong? I don’t really know]
[This woman, I’ll let it slide this time, but you better bring something bigger next time]
“Hehe.”
In the end, I won again today. A satisfying laugh escaped me at the thought of having easily overpowered the viewers.
*
[So, what now?]
[So, what are we doing now?]
[Are you really planning to end the stream after this?]
[If we’re going by the usual tempo, it’s end time lol oh no]
[Don’t go, I’m on night duty today]
[It’s been a while since you’ve been here, please stay until dawn]
“Well, I need something to do if I’m going to stream longer.”
It’s already been six hours since I started the broadcast, and for the first time in a while, I was playing a comprehensive game that wasn’t Abyss. Today, I played a puzzle game that required a bit of thinking.
Unlike usual, this was a precious time to showcase my brain power to the viewers, and they must have been satisfied.
At the start of the stream, I attempted to take down a Taker but almost fell into despair myself, so I struck that classic pose too. There hasn’t been a more fulfilling broadcast than today. Yet, they won’t let me go without a fight.
Honestly, the viewers are like dogs with separation anxiety. They follow me wherever I go, begging me not to leave, which is quite similar.
[Are you saying the viewers are like dogs now?]
[The viewers are pretty dog-like, yeah]
[Did you just realize that? You little dog viewers?]
[Camilla, controversy) The viewers are like pigs and dogs]
[Please give them a slightly contemptuous glare and insult them]
“When did I say they were like dogs? I said they act like anxious puppies. Don’t twist my words, let’s settle this fairly and truthfully.”
As I was spending time bickering with the viewers, one of them decided to bring up some content to pass the time, perhaps thinking I would leave soon.
“Mr. Kim Tu-su has donated 1000 won!”
– “Teacher, I’ve put up an Abyss female character World Cup on the cafe. Want to give it a try?”
“Wow.”
Just hearing about it sounded like fun content.
*
“Before we start the World Cup, I want to mention that beauty standards vary from person to person, so opinions will inevitably differ. All the Abyss female characters are beautiful, but please keep that in mind…”
[But Miriam is so ugly…]
[What?]
[I get that Elise is pretty, but I don’t understand why people say Cien is cute.]
[Cien fans, lol.]
[Those Cien fans seem a bit off in the head.]
[Oh-ho.]
[The Gauld Cup has already started, Teacher.]
[But why are we doing a female character World Cup? Why not one for all characters?]
[;; What’s the fun in male characters?]
[It’s all about the gay, baby….]
“Well, there’s bound to be some differences in opinions like this. Anyway, I kindly ask you to refrain from harshly badmouthing the other side.”
Yeah-eh.
If the debate heats up, it would have no real meaning, but at least I got a verbal promise.
And thus, the World Cup began. The first matchup featured….
[Right from the start, what the hell, lol.]
[Camilla fandom, lol.]
[The favorite has appeared.]
[Is this a foregone conclusion?]
[Of all opponents, it had to be Cien, lol.]
[Cien, goodbye!]
[Cien, nooo! ㅠㅠ]
[A cut for Cien, whom I don’t even want to look at, lol.]
Honestly, the ideal type World Cup didn’t mean much to me. After all, Camilla has always been my number one.
But if I were to only pick Camilla, it would defeat the purpose of the World Cup.
“Camilla is way too imbalanced, so she’s out. We’re just going to eliminate her right here. Cien gets a bye for now.”
Wow-
Cien was a true superstar in a different sense compared to Camilla. Could we say both fans and haters coexist? By just existing, Cien drives both fans and haters crazy—a true hero.
With Cien out, the next duel featured:
“Irene vs. Kasia. Hm, both are just okay.”
[Kasia isn’t even a person.]
[Kasia is fine as a person.]
[Are you disrespecting Monmus?]
[Her skin is purple, so she’s a no-go;;]
[Kasia’s armpits, ooh heh…]
[Officially, Irene’s chest is 2 cups bigger.]
[Oh-ho.]
[Crazy loser guys.]
[With that, her elasticity is worse too.]
[Oh….]
[Since the World Cup was announced, I knew weird fetishists would be popping up.]
[So if I pick Hia, does that make me a furry?]
[Hia is definitely accepted;;]
[Hana has two flavors, oh whoa.]
[The chat is so filthy, damn.]
“Oh-ho-ho, gentlemen. Please stop flaunting your preferences. Anyway, I’m choosing Irene. She’s more my style.”
“I’ll choose Irene. Irene is more my style.”
And thus, another superstar emerged after several matches.
“Haven vs. Remyuer. Just going by appearance, they have similar styles, for now.”
Ugh
This is a clear win for Haven, lol
It’s a chicken coop…
When Haven gets old, she just becomes Remyuer, right?
But Remyuer is in her prime for marriage, how can you ignore that?
For real, lol, Remyuer is at her peak right now.
What, what, what, what?
Oh ho
Remyuer searching for a marriage partner in the Abyss…
I don’t quite remember the details, but Haven was in her early 20s, while Remyuer was around 31 or 32.
With great looks and decent skins, but because of the age issue, she evokes mixed reactions from different user groups; that’s the hero that is Remyuer.
“Is she really too old? No wait, let me immerse myself a bit. I need to think of both as my girlfriends.”
Imagining circuits activated, lol
This person has some serious delusions.
Remyuer can’t be my girlfriend…. hmmm…
It’s not about dating Remyuer; it’s about marrying her!
“Oh ho, Haven. Hmm… This girl, this girl. She’s young and lively, she must be dating a lot of different guys. What a bad girl…”
Suddenly, Haven became a bad girl in my mind. But there’s nothing I can do. In my imagination, she’s the type to juggle men while I’m left alone drinking in my room, eventually dying all alone. A truly pathetic scenario.
On the other hand, Remyuer…
“Oh…”
What is this person doing alone?
It’s scary, lol.
The imagination is intense, lololol.
Why is there an “Oh…” during Remyuer’s part?
I organized my delusions to tell the viewers.
“No, I feel like Haven would have problems within a month of dating. She’s too green, you know?*
“But Remyuer? Remyuer is at the right age for marriage. It’s tough for her to find a man. So she’d be clinging to me. No, no, I can’t have anyone but you… Don’t go… Oh…”
At this point, the answer seemed pretty much set. Suddenly excited, I declared while choosing Remyuer.
“It’s hilarious, this girl. No way. Come here, wait!”
Gasp
It’s hilariously unexpected, lol.
Checkmate, lol.
Confirming my preference for Kayak…
Why does Kayak have that familiar scent of a certain type of dude…?
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