Boom──!
A massive number of climbers had already heard the news and were flocking to Russia.
Industrial districts sprawled across the land, ranging from barns for livestock to vast fields, cities for living, and roads.
The industrial zone that Architect Dorrison J Jackson purely created for profit was, in a sense, truly impressive.
Were all the owners of these factories going to be large corporations or the state? The sight of people working without discrimination despite the mingling of nationalities was somewhat peaceful.
There were surprisingly many Black people in Russia, as if called by Jackson.
Upon inquiry, it was said they had migrated from Africa… Even with resources from the Tower, all they could secure was food and water with no way to process them.
Seeking a better place to live, and a place without racial discrimination.
Wakamou felt like they had become a Big Brother or something.
“I just told them not to discriminate and get along, and that if anyone was racially biased, I’d call them over and give them a good punch.”
Did it sound like a threat when I mentioned punching with mana and sacred power, enveloped in a red aura?
It reminded me of a certain villain in some manga who said the world should be ruled by fear.
“It’s here! It’s here!”
“Are we not allowed to take photos?”
“They say it’s red pill protection?”
“I don’t know what that means, but I kinda get it.”
“It’s better not to take them if you value your life, otherwise Asuka will come after you.”
The chattering reporters. In this day and age, just writing text and turning it into articles seemed ridiculous.
After telling the entourage to stand back, Wakamou allowed the photos to be taken.
Flashes erupted from all directions.
──Everyone seemed to respect and admire me, but also feared me, making my heart ache.
That was expected, given that the Inari Fox Deity, who became the Prime Minister of Japan, had been making headlines lately.
“In ancient times, I would’ve killed anything that defied me. Although I want to curse them to cough up blood and die in agony, our Fox Deity loves humans too much and tells me not to. But if you keep defying the Fox Deity, I’m not responsible if divine punishment falls from the sky, okay?”
What on earth do they want to make me?
The Inari Fox Deity reportedly wanted to decapitate and display bald heads but refrained because of Wakamou.
Who cares about politicians? The people are more important; you can always elect new ones. They should focus on increasing the birth rate or they’ll face ruin without people to farm.
Some criticized them as an outdated Prime Minister unfit for the Reiwa era, surpassing Heisei, but many argued that it’s only natural for a person of the Showa era to see the aftermath.
Nowadays, people had little interest in politics, and as long as prices went down, approval ratings went up.
I don’t know—politics…. Is the Inari Fox Deity good at it?
“Is it true that you have a special relationship with the Tower?”
“There’s talk that the changes to the Russian Tower were orchestrated by you, Wakamou!”
“When will you conquer South Korea’s 100-layer Tower?”
“Oh….”
“When’s your next VTuber collaboration?”
“Oh, well, please check the schedule for that.”
Questions poured onto Wakamou, who stood holding scissors in front of the ribbon Jackson had set up at the entrance of the Tower.
There should be a limit to making someone uncomfortable… Giving adequate responses while standing by for many who awaited entry, Wakamou snipped the ribbon with the scissors.
“By the way, why is Jackson doing this?”
“Oh, I got a quest.”
“It’s always best to leave things to the experts.”
“I’m so glad I chose to follow our Wakamou!”
“By the way, Jackson, who are those homeless folks over there?”
Climbers excited to enter the Tower, and journalists and non-climbers eagerly following in were buzzing with excitement.
A few people, in wretched appearances, grouped together, watching them with envy, looked at Wakamou with a pleading gaze.
“They seem to be second-generation Legendary Classes here to meet you, Wakamou.”
“So who are those homeless people?”
What’s the difference from homeless people then?
To Wakamou’s question, Jackson merely tilted his head with a “Hmm?” expression.
“The boss from the Six Legged Beast apparently tanked the Legendary Class’s reputation through a Pirate broadcast… They say if they want employment, they only have you, Wakamou, as an option.”
“Come on, I’m not a job placement office. How many are coming? I’m just a VTuber!!”
Wakamou, astounded beyond disbelief, looked at the sorrowful cat-like expressions of these second generation experimental subjects… rather, beggars.
“Master.”
“Yes, bark it out, Asuka.”
“You can make it rain, stop earthquakes, halt tsunamis, grow crops, and can even heal people by turning them into climbers, right?”
“I can’t bring the dead back to life!”
“Oh, I didn’t know that…”
Asuka momentarily forgot that most Legendary Classes were either living corpses or madmen and fell silent.
Language poured from Wakamou’s mouth, but the second-generation unemployed could only look sad and couldn’t protest.
The Legendary Classes employed alongside her couldn’t argue back and remained solemn.
Then, noticing the glances from the Grim Reaper, they spoke up.
“They say 30% of Legendary Classes are mentally ill, 30% are maniacs, 20% are geniuses, and 10% become Legendary Classes by accident.”
Still sighing about how the Pirate remains a lingering nightmare, there were few whose personality or disposition was as easy to understand as a Legendary Class.
Just look at their class.
Of course, there were sometimes difficult cases like Pirates, Outlaws, or Delinquents that were easy to recognize.
“I’m the 10%.”
“Bullshit…”
“Asuka?”
“Oops, suddenly I was possessed…”
The remaining 10% are supposedly by nature?
Anyway, the friends gathered here were Farmers, Fishermen, Gatherers, Gamblers, Breeders, and Maids.
Alright, it’s at least understandable up to the first five, but what’s with the Maid wearing a patched-up maid outfit?
“I’m a Historical Records Officer….”
“…Couldn’t you have a better class?”
“I’m a Dragon Knight!”
“Oh, how did you transition to that job?”
“Well, um… I found a dragon egg while renovating the basement…? But I can’t get it to hatch…”
But why is there a dragon egg underground…? If that cherished egg breaks, what happens to this class?
“So, anyone with a good job class?”
“Dracula or Winged Hussar… those guys are in different league from us.”
Right, no reason for someone with a good job to come here.
The Reaper nodded, acknowledging that this was likely a time when first-generation members were oblivious in their arrogant conviction of their uniqueness.
Those who had toiled too much, the first-generation surnamed their tongue in agreement.
But seriously, can you climb a Tower with such classes? The question persistently lingered. Meanwhile, the Maid claimed to have a Dishwashing Skill and was skilled at household chores, prompting tears.
Why is the skill something like that… Even the observing Professor couldn’t bear the sadness and turned away.
‘Even so…’
Dragon eggs in basements or the only Psychic in modern times.
There were classes like Oni or Witches instead of Dracula, right? If there’s an Alien class, does that mean they are real aliens…? Maybe bearing the blood of aliens…?
Even before Towers emerged, this world may have been quite fantasy-esque.
“Mr. Illusionist, sorry for calling you back to Russia, but could you guide these people to the Climbers’ Association on Wakamou’s first floor…?”
“I’ll do my best!”
The Illusionist from Germany, eager to impress the boss, led the unfortunate underlings(?) away.
They even remembered to grant entry permission.
“What on earth does the Tower want to experiment with?”
Watching the Climbers ascend the Tower, the Legendary Classes felt that the second generation seemed even more insane.
Whereas before, it carefully tailored peculiar and special individuals, now it felt more relaxed…?
For outsiders, it must seem like blindly navigating a minefield without knowing anything?
“At this rate, even a Janitor will pop up.”
“It’s already there.”
“Damn it.”
Aren’t they expanding too recklessly? In the first generation, they even had classes like Angel, for crying out loud.
Wanted to confront whoever thought of me as the boss of the Six Legged Beast.
Yet, they never sent me an invitation… Why’s that…?
Is it because I’m a Nonexistent Legendary Class, so I don’t appear on the invitation list? That’s kinda sad.
“Hiya.”
After telling the members to go on ahead and wander about freely, Asuka and I belatedly entered the first floor of the Russian Tower.
Standing boldly in the Red Square, the interior of the Tower boasted an astounding expanse.
Buildings sprung up here and there, selling various items, including Materials, Minerals, and Consumables like potions, bullets, and throwing daggers.
All of them were unmanned stores, requiring the climbers to handle the transactions themselves. Curious about how it’s done, upon picking up an item, a message popped up displaying the price and asking if I wished to purchase it.
It was all very considerate, even allowing you to check quantities separately, and when purchased, it’d get boxed and drop from the air.
“Wow, they really went all out.”
The first floor was a commercial district.
There was even a dining area. I was curious if people would actually pay with Tower Coins to eat here, but there were ordinary people working.
“Hmm, it’s said the Tower hired normal people. Their pay is in Tower Coins.”
“Are they exchangeable?”
“They seem to be?”
There were quite a number of items that didn’t specifically require Tower Coins, and they could be bought with ordinary outside-world currency.
Not just limited to Russia, but there were products and stores from Japan, China, and Korea, each prepared in separate areas.
Considering it was the East Asia Alliance, such things were expected, but….the first floor was as extensive as the city of Seoul.
There were orchards as well as fields, fisheries, and livestock areas, breeding plants and animals unique to the Tower, not present outside.
Common creatures like Oil Slimes, Horned Bunnies, Angry Boars, and Feral Deer were there too.
Creatures from other Towers roamed about here and there. Contrary to concerns, they obediently followed the commands of the employed farmers.
Wakamou ventured into the door leading to the second floor existing at the center of the first floor.
Welcoming her was a giant amusement attraction.
It was a theme park strewn with all sorts of rides. There was even an area to zoom around in mini-carts on the roads, and those working here were closer to something non-human appearing as humans.
There weren’t any monsters like these in Russia, seemed like something from Japan or China. Shocked as Wakamou, other climbers also seemed stunned.
There were resources ranging from swimming pools to large hot springs and saunas—a full-fledged resort.
Amidst all this, there were items available for purchase using Tower Coins, and they had a small event promising special items for riding all the rides.
There was even a circus, employing a Legendary Class Clown, with flyers advertising to come see him and his Mime Master partner.
“That’s good news, Asuka.”
“Maybe later, if I ever become unemployed, I should live in a zoo.”
“Would you?”
Well─the second floor was quite ordinary.
It felt like Russia was determined to turn it into one massive tourist attraction for making money.
Thinking that way, I stepped towards the third floor.
From here on, a warning indicated only Climbers were allowed access.
Journalists or regular people who weren’t climbers were blocked and couldn’t go up.
Seeing that, Wakamou wondered where VTuber merchandise was being sold.
Reaching this wondrous and grand Tower, Wakamou was focused on buying VTuber goods rather than being awe-struck by the grandeur and mysteries of the Tower.
[Entering the top floor.]
“….Asuka, didn’t you press the elevator button for the third floor?”
“I feel wronged, really.”
Initially, there weren’t even supposed to be such things as the elevators, yet Asuka lamented with sorrow.
Looking somewhat lost, Wakamou scratched her head and walked in, greeted by a vast audience chamber and throne.
And the enormous Fragment of Babel that floated behind immediately caught her eye.
Wakamou almost instinctively flung the Fragment of Babel in her pocket but restrained herself with willpower.
[Fragment of Babel, 1 million Tower Coins]
Instead, looking at the price tag, Wakamou wondered if the Russian Tower had gone mad, bringing with it a flurry of thoughts.
‘Damn Pirate idiot… Instead of throwing a fit to collect Mystery Towers, why couldn’t he hold off a little?’
If they just put this up for sale in a shop, wouldn’t it attract all sorts of villains living the pirate life, their lives thrown away leading to the death of a fiery lone man not feeling any less tragic?
“You say that, but your hand’s quite honest.”
“I’ve gotta post this on the gallery today. You can’t miss a good roast.”
“Haha, Asuka’s already posted it. You’re too late now.”
“You uploaded it, then my repost went to the best!”
“Damn it!!”
“《…..I invited you, yet there’s no seriousness at all!》”
As Wakamou turned her head to the booming, megaphone-like voice echoing, she saw a woman donned in a tight black suit sitting on the throne. The way the latex reflected light, emphasizing the figure, was remarkable, but more striking was the draconic horns atop her head and the dragon tail stretching from her waist.
Pressing a black-brimmed hat down on her head, the Tower Lord of Russia stood from her throne, greeting with a welcoming smile.
“《Welcome, Idol! I am the Tower Lord overseeing the entirety of Russia! You should consider it an honor. You’re the first climber to meet a Tower Lord.》”
“Ma’am, where can I buy VTuber goods?”
“《Oh, come on》”
“Can I go home now?”
Feelings of being swindled about being lured with VTuber goods slashed Wakamou’s enthusiasm sharply, plunging her mood into the abyss. With ears drooping in disappointment, she replied to the Tower Lord indifferently.
Despite meeting the Tower Lord overseeing the entire Russian territory, wasn’t it customary to be somewhat impressed? The Tower Lord felt absurdity beyond grievance, but she endured and maintained her dignity.
“《There’s no need for you to take the Tower’s trials after defeating my envoy. Instead, I’ve summoned you to discuss future transactions.》”
“Oh, since I’m not merely a VTuber but also the president of a VTuber agency, I can’t complain. So, what is it?”
Really, while not interested, they agreed to listen, as Wakamou laid down on the floor and tuned into a VTuber broadcast next to them.
With no intention to listen whatsoever, the Tower Lord’s eyes flickered momentarily with irritation but continued their explanation.
Even preparing to explain with a whiteboard, the Tower Lord began drawing diagrams with a marker.
[Climber] → [State Tower]
[Providing Cost by Climber Ascension]
[State Tower] → [Climber]
[Rewards CIimber with Cost]
“《As you can see, this is the most common structure of a Tower.》”
By climbing a Tower, Climbers get stronger, and the Tower earns substantial cost income as the number of Climbers increases, leading to evolution and growth.
When a Tower reaches around 100 layers, a massive cost affecting the entirety of the Tower is generated.
And it’s explained that through Cost, Legendary Classes can be created and Climbers are nurtured.
Tower Coins too are the currency provided to Climbers but can be earned as part of the Cost, the Tower Lord noted.
“《And here! This is the structure for us!》”
[Wakamou Inarizushi] → [State Tower]
[Only Receives 30% of Rewards Due to Class Restriction, Tower Gains 70% Cost Profit]
[State Tower] → [Wakamou Inarizushi]
[If They Keep Calm Against This One, No Harm Done Despite Excitement]
“Hey.”
“《Whoa, calm down. If you throw a tantrum here, I have no confidence in winning.》”
“He’s the Tower Lord, you know.”
“Resetting the Tower, so he’s the weakest.”
Is there such a thing… Wakamou was baffled but held back as it seemed like he might actually collapse with a tap.
The Tower Lord continued to explain how a revolutionary management structure was born here.
[Wakamou Inarizushi] → [Climber]
[Utilizes gathered [Cost] to cultivate [Climbers]]
[In this structure, the Tower does not use any cost for creating Climbers]
[Usefully utilizes 70% of the cost given as a reward]
“Our [East Asia Alliance] has over ten times the [Cost] of the Russian, Chinese, and Japanese Towers combined at the Korean Tower. It seemed like we could add various extras, and besides, doing it this way reaps huge benefits.”
If Wakamou created Climbers, the other four Towers wouldn’t need to, hence they would use it to make [Materials], [Skills], and [Items], thus improving the quality and substance of the Climbers’ rewards.
To widen the gap greatly with other Towers, the [Russian Tower] hastily abandoned the unpopular climber stuff and established a new form of Tower.
The goal was to sweep up the [Tower Coins] held by overseas Climbers, not just those within the East Asia Alliance.
Profits from [Cost] were used to create and export all kinds of products overseas, raking in money while enticing Climbers to voluntarily join the East Asia Alliance.
‘Isn’t it game over if I die?’
Shares and coins are like that; the moment the Wakamou (?) Corporation gets delisted, it’s a good structure for collapsing all at once.
Knowing that, [China Tower] and [Japan Tower] were just watching moderately, while [Russian Tower] was going full throttle, ignoring everything.
“So, what’s on the third floor?”
“Hehe, let me guide you right away. Let’s get along from now on.”
The air of authority from earlier was gone, and the Russian Tower Lord seemed very courteous, probably aware of who the real boss was.
Arriving on the third floor with the Tower Lord, Wakamou was greeted by a 【Demonic Realm】 incomparable to the first and second floors.
Of course, since Jackson designed it, it was neat, but there was a massive casino, a building shaped like a giant bottle of alcohol, a racetrack, and a coliseum.
“This area was designed by the Korean Tower!!”
“No need to say, I can tell.”
Visiting the casino, climbers were either groaning in despair or laughing like mad.
“Uwaaaah!!”
Wakamou wiped his face as he saw Liu Ying sobbing, clutching a slot machine, in disbelief.
No wonder, Legendary and Mythic items could be bought with [Casino Coins] obtained from gambling.
The use of a new currency instead of Tower Coins gave off a familiar whiff of malice that made Wakamou frown.
The sight of selling [Random Item Kit] packages darkened his view.
“Would you like to try? It’s fair. There’s even a ceiling system.”
“Nah, I’m not interested. It’s not like they have VTuber figures.”
Leaving the casino, he arrived at a building shaped like a bottle of alcohol, where various liquors and potions were on sale.
Sadako cradled an entire oak barrel, chugging away with a mountain of barrels piled beside her.
“We mainly sell the potions available at the Tower Coin shop.”
Though at [My Worlds], Wakamou didn’t feel inconvenienced, but to them, the Tower Coin shop was something that would appear only occasionally during climbs.
Seeing climbers earnestly selecting potions as if they couldn’t buy them elsewhere gave him a pang of guilt as he passed by.
Thinking about it, climbing wasn’t easy; the fact that they could only access the Tower Coin shop by climbing was indeed a crucial issue.
Moreover, as the Association President previously stated, there were such few means for the frontrunners to earn Tower Coins.
Climbing the Tower was the only way to earn Tower Coins, and for someone who already climbed to a certain extent, there was no greater loss.
Whirring sounds—
“By the way, what kind of racing is at the racetrack?”
“Horse racing involving Climbers, Dragon racing, and… Umamusume?”
“…Wait, what was that last bit?”
“They call it Umamusume. Aren’t Climbers interested?”
Curious, Asuka accompanied him to check it out, finding dinosaurs-like dragons clashing intensely while racing.
Enthralled by the unique dinosaur races, the spectators screamed excitedly, and next, Climbers themselves began to race—astonishingly, they could even bet on themselves.
Then came a Half Centaur.
Its lower body was horse-like, but it only had two legs like a human. It’s like a horse’s reverse joints, I guess?
“Japan Tower provided these hanyou type monsters. Korean Tower assumed people would go nuts over cute girls racing.”
“Good grief. Who’d think just because it’s a pretty girl character shelled, otakus would easily spend money on VTubers.”
“And they sell character goods too!”
“Really now, are there actually people who spend money on this? Do they sing? Do they even sell albums? Whoever the Korean Tower learned from, tsk, tsk…”
“…”
Asuka, with an expression filled with endless words, eyed him sharply, but quickly looked away when Wakamou glanced back.
But more bothersome was seeing Climbers eagerly caring for the monsters after the race ended.
Speaking of which, a Legendary Class called [Breeder] was introduced—could it be?
Most people seen earlier were Asian, but no way…? They didn’t give them this class just to make them work here, right?
I hope not.
“Hey, who are those Climbers?”
“They’re partners. Inspired by [Idols] and [Messengers of Idols], a new idea by the Korean Tower called 【Partner】.”
Apparently, one [Partner] can be bought per Climber for embarking on ascents together.
So strictly speaking, could it be called ‘Tower Helper’?
Wakamou wasn’t keen on the idea of being able to purchase this only at the Russian Tower, as boasted.
“What if they get severely injured or die?”
“If they die, you buy a new one. For injuries, bring them back alive and receive 【Tower Coins】 for treatment.”
“Wow…”
“Idols get it for free as a VVIP.”
“Then it doesn’t matter then!”
“Asuka is doomed.”
Understanding the high difficulty of Wakamou’s tower climbing, Asuka knew that he wouldn’t send VTubers to the front lines due to potential injuries, so that was somewhat of a relief.
Of course, Wakamou spoke only in such a way but had no intentions of sending his VTuber crew to the front lines.
The thought of buying new ones stung, being treated as tower monsters in the role of familiars.
“Besides that, even for enhancement and skill acquisition, 【Tower Coins】 are required!”
Wakamou shivered at the crazy marketing tactics.
Yet the Tower Lord further guided him, not ending there.
There were Climbers placing orders before grotesque monsters looking like shop NPCs.
“So, Japan provides yokai, China provides jiangshi, Russia offers dragons or vampires, and Korea supplies beastmen.”
“Does customizing appearance cost money too?”
“Yes.”
A pitiful sight seeing them gather and create desperately.
“I made our Ara Ara zombie into a jiangshi!!”
“Doesn’t it look like Mio? Didn’t I make it well…?”
“Fubuki! Say something since you’re here!!”
Looking again, they were making 【Partner】 with virtual character appearances. If only I could do that too…!!
Due to previous commitments to [Messenger of Idols], my unfulfilled dream was being enjoyed over there.
They spent the hard-earned 【Tower Coins】 from climbing without hesitation to create partners, and those with familiars in [Summoner] classes, offered Tower Coins to buy skills and increase attributes.
Meanwhile, Wakamou, silently watching, had a question.
“But do they communicate like Asuka?”
“Simple gestures only; they can’t speak. Being monsters, there’s a limit to their intellect, unlike self-tamed humanoid monsters which are more refined.”
Though, the Tower Lord laughed, mentioning that heavy investment of Tower Coins allows for growth.
“So, like, does it involve anything of a sexual nature…?”
“Do you find monsters sexually attractive?”
“Asuka.”
At Wakamou’s request, Asuka showed the Tower Lord the deep corners of the internet.
Showing the endless bizarre sexual desires of humanity, the Tower Lord covered his eyes, claiming he’d seen enough.
His faith in their climbers not viewing partners through a sexual mindset shattered in that moment.
“Somehow, it all makes sense now. Korean Tower suggested unlocking copulation for Tower Coins. There really was a greater purpose!”
“Seriously, did Korea plan such a cute girl marketing scheme…? What did they watch and learn from? Tsk, tsk…”
“…..”
With Asuka glaring at the back of his head with an unspeakable amount of words, Wakamou turned around, and she looked away.
But what now? Won’t it be okay for them to fall in love and live in a partner-centric world? Isn’t there a risk of the birthrate plummeting?
“Do you know why in distant myths, there are records of various non-human races?”
“I’d rather not know.”
Wakamou pondered if the cause of the world’s destruction arose from such self-propelled actions.
“Anyway, here is the VTuber shop prepared by the Korean Tower….”
“Let’s see what they are selling!!”
Determined to see how well-prepared the Korean Tower was, Wakamou barged in.
“So, what exactly is a VTuber?”
“Well.. they occasionally take money, and in return, offer their voices…they dance, drink, and sing….and people call that sex.”
“????”
The Russian Tower Lord was utterly bewildered by Asuka’s explanation.
But seeing how much love the coin they invested in had for them, he resolved to always approve, raising his thumb up.
And then Wakamou, who didn’t come out for quite some time after entering the shop.
Came out with an enchanted expression, hands full of merchandise, looking immensely happy.
“What did you buy?”
“Oh, these miracle waters that soothe sore throats, eye-protecting stickers, a bracelet that relieves fatigue and restores energy, and earrings for ambush protection! Given incidents where cosplaying VTubers were embraced by stalkers, I’ve bought loads!! And this is supposedly a power stone that improves internet signal; great as gifts for overseas VTubers! And this pyramid, when placed, grants pyramid power, including luck, to all members affiliated…”
Though it was clear Wakamou bought stuff that wouldn’t realistically be needed by Climbers, he proudly listed off the purchases.
They were items generally useful for ordinary folks. Listening intently, it indeed seemed vital for VTubers.
Eye health, throat health, fatigue recovery, and even items for stalker defense.
The problem being Wakamou bought several hundred of these. Asuka considered it likely that he’d bought as many as the number of VTubers he knew.
“So, how much did all this cost?”
“It was only 50 thousand Tower Coins. I wonder if they’re profiting selling at this price?”
Asuka slapped her forehead.
It seemed he forgot about complaining when a mere flashy latex suit cost 10 thousand Tower Coins.
“So, such business operations are underway. Simply by continuously creating [Climbers], the Idol secures vast benefits.”
“Surprisingly, there’s no call to halt the climb.”
“I think, they assume limitations are soon to come, impressive feats notwithstanding…You’ll hit a wall born from the Class’s inherent limitations.”
Wakamou nodded in understanding of the Tower Lord’s implication that he likely already speculated it.
The Association President had also mentioned that eventually, a point would come where one’s progress would abruptly halt.
“…I have many questions. But you probably won’t answer the important ones.”
A being of the 【Tower Lord】 status must possess vast knowledge.
About the Tower’s purpose and the 【Summit】 that Climbers must reach.
Though Wakamou stood tall among the highest and closest to the summit, it’s often said that the Tower Lord reaching the summit is impossible.
He didn’t deny the approaching limit of [Idol’s Physical Form] that he could achieve.
Not particularly aiming for the summit either!
Lost in thought, unexpectedly the Tower Lord opened up first.
“The Tower existed even in the era of the Tower of Babel. And it collapsed due to what they call ladder-rolling. Have you seen the historical figures present within the Tower?”
“…Yeah, I have.”
“Someday, far in the future, your record might become history and be encountered within, doesn’t that seem plausible?”
The 【Tower Lord】 wondered aloud if having such records made would make them impossible to negotiate, stroking his chin.
“Between us is ultimately the 【Mediator】. We don’t know our purpose. Only the duty remains.”
“…Huh?”
“11 years ago, the one who awakened us to this era was called the head of the Six-Legged Beasts, also known as 【Mediator】. If you wish to unearth our truth, perhaps she’s the one you should ask?”
—Indeed, it might not seem likely for the Mediator to reveal anything, the Tower Lord mused.
Wakamou, never once receiving an invitation from [Six-Legged Beast], sported a wry smile.
Thanking them for the information, he left, holding the belongings he purchased.
On the way, he met Jackson, contemplating whether to buy a 【Partner】 as a tanker.
“By the way, Wakamou-san. As an Idol, it appears the management ability of a nation surpasses expectations. You brought innovative change by uniting East Asia!”
“Ah—about that…I only set the foundations, leaving the development to the heads of state and whatnot, as I am no longer worshiped as an Idol.”
“Oh…”
The truth is, not knowing anything, he merely threw everything to the presidents, premiers, and chancellors to handle.
Responding in character befitting a VTuber to Jackson’s words, his statement got picked up by a passing reporter, making it into an article.
That day, posts filled with phrases like “Wakamou, sorry” with tears and “showing off my meticulously made partner?” certifications inundated the fan cafe.
Users from all walks of communities flocked in, making it hard to distinguish whether it’s a fan cafe or a patch for idle and chat.
“A Legendary Class with inherent limitations…”
Wakamou had felt it before, but hearing it directly left a peculiar feeling.
What was…this feeling called?
—A sense of discomfort?
The idea that the VTuber (Idol) he cherished most in the world had a limit…?
And that he’d soon reach it and accept it…?
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‘I’ll simply have to break it….’
Just as there’s no limit to the love for VTubers…there can be no limits for VTubers…!!
Even the Tower shouldn’t impose such notions…!
Even if it’s proclaimed by a god, I’ll deny it..!!
“The ultimate job at the peak is none other than a VTuber…!!”
…Again, I must reiterate.
Members of a Legendary Class are anything but sane.
Like the pirate who committed suicide and the Predator who dared to challenge despite witnessing it.
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