“The times, they are a-changin’, aren’t they?”
The Association President pondered deeply while watching the mission to reclaim Seoul.
When the King of Authority in Japan conquered the 90th-floor tower and as climbers reached the 90th floors, a 100-floor tower appeared in the world for the first time.
Simultaneously, the number of climbers chosen by the tower began to increase significantly.
For the “Korean Tower,” climbers are chosen who are morally sound and inherently good.
For the “Japanese Tower,” those who are utterly absorbed and passionate about their work and hunger for power are chosen.
The “China Tower” selects climbers who have ambition and desire fame and wealth, choosing those with persistent aspirations.
The “American Tower” is all about greed, choosing those with an insatiable desire to never lag behind others, offering rewards that seem to satiate their vanity.
Standing above and conquering more towers than others, the Association President knew well.
Climbers grow stronger the higher they climb, but the challenges grow proportionally more difficult.
In some cases, incomprehensible [Skills] made climbers unable to handle their professions completely.
Many admire the Legendary Class, but they are merely unique individuals worldwide.
The strengths and weaknesses of such a profession are clear, with no guarantee it will fall into the hands of one who can utilize it to its fullest.
Many might have met the conditions required; surely, there are those who will become the next generation.
It’s simply about being chosen for stepping ahead of the others.
How can one best utilize this profession’s uniqueness? That’s ultimately a matter of the climber’s talent.
The Tower always tests the climber’s capability, regardless of class.
So, why is the Six Legged Beast targeting Wakamou Inarizushi?
Is it because she’s special? Or is it her class that’s special?
“What kind of anomaly will the world face if the 100-floor tower is conquered?”
Currently, numerous climbers are collapsing in despair upon hitting the 80th-floor barrier.
Climbers around the world have entered the 100-floor tower and struggle with climbing for various reasons, stuck on the 80th-floor tower.
Some, who have climbed from the start, manage somehow to reach only the 85th floor.
The connection between the tower and the climbers, and even their objectives.
Things that couldn’t be noticed back when survival was all that mattered seemed to become visible, making the Association President feel gleeful.
Even if not climbing now, he still knew he was inevitably a climber.
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“Wow, Manager. What’s with that fluffy look? It seems like you’d be really popular with it.”
“I didn’t want to show this form, please don’t point it out grr…”
So, the real identity of South Korea’s second-ranking climber was the Bear Spirit..!
In her bear beast form, she lamented how transformation would tear her clothes, making it very unseemly for a woman. Unlike Mare Pirate, the shape-shifting wizard, she could gain immense power called “real,” but the price was tearing expensive clothes every time she transformed.
“Isn’t there any special equipment? Like a full-body suit that stretches in size?”
“……How many perverts do you think are in South Korea?”
“I’m sorry.”
Even if she might not have been a moon bear, with her chest, hips, and thighs, her being a beauty in human form translated to being a beautiful bear too.
If she were to walk around in a full-body suit that reveals her figure and that gets posted on the community… It was understandable why she tried to hide her profession as much as possible.
Conversely, it meant the strong Outlaw had to fight against her full power without holding back, to the point of having to beat them to a pulp.
All attempts must have methods, and she seems to have trusted her own strength. She was grumbling as she plucked out a knife embedded in her belly.
Made from a special [Rare Metal], it pierced the thick bear hide, had poison smeared on it, but with a few strokes of her hand, the wound healed instantly.
Even as Wakamou, I had heard of [Shifters] gaining strength upon transforming, but to what extent… I was curious.
“Can I touch your ears?”
“You may.”
For some reason, giving a lot of attention to Wakamou’s ears, it turned out she was a person who liked animals! Though somewhat disappointed, feeling the stiff fur of the round bear ears, I let them droop.
Not soft at all… Even the pads on her palms were disappointingly hard.
With daily training, it was to be expected; Wakamou silently offered an ear.
The manager’s grin spread to her ears as she reveled in the soft and squishy texture of the ear.
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“Honestly, I do like animals, but… I lean more towards mecha and tokusatsu. I think that’s where the urge to transform came from.”
“Neither dream came true then, huh?”
“There are so many tokusatsu shows out there where they transform into animals!! This is like a mutant from X-Men, isn’t it?!”
It seems like she’d been bottling up quite a bit of sadness, as she poured her anger out on Wakamou. Coming close, despite the stiff fur, the feel of her chest, or the scent of her perfume—it was a bit too much to handle as a former man, so I subtly distanced myself, leading the manager to wear a wounded expression.
“Don’t you like bears?”
“It’s just that, as an adult woman, I’m a bit uncomfortable with this level of physical contact—”
“Between women, at this stage?!”
“Don’t you know ‘Men and women should not sit together after the age of seven’?!”
“What sort of ancient custom… Oh…”
As the manager herself commented, recalling Wakamou’s era, she apologized and put on the vest handed to her by agents. Wakamou thought she had a big chest too but was overwhelmed by the size, enough to give Mare Pirate and Hajime Ichigo a scare.
Wearing a full-body suit like that? She dreaded to imagine how many more fantacs and stalkers she’d get.
“One way or another, it can’t stay hidden forever. We’ll edit appropriately and release it on the broadcast. We need to showcase Korean climbers’ strength to the world, after all.”
“This sounds like VTuber content…”
“Yes, yes, understood. Anyway, we’ve apprehended the bothersome climbers now!”
Opening a portal, the support unit jumped out and was able to seize both the [Six Legged Beast] and the [Shifter] trapped in the building’s rubble. The tower was reset, and measures were taken to prevent entry. If necessary, the Outlaw was considered powerful enough to warrant immediate execution.
“If the boss of [Six Legged Beast] can promote others to Legendary Class, it only creates another Outlaw. Reports say Legendary Classes are perfected as generations pass. They can lose their disadvantages but become even more complete.”
“That’s pretty annoying.”
“Don’t say such absurd things! The tower is crap! I bet if you crack open its head, it’ll be filled with sauerkraut instead of a brain!! Watching people constantly like a pervert, stalking, getting off on others’ misery!”
“Should we just break their limbs and throw them into prison?”
“Why are all three of you suddenly so angry…”
Wanda Haye, the climber with an ordinary and decent job, couldn’t understand their minds.
While there were facilities to imprison climbers, if destroying the [Six Legged Beast] brought bigger problems back, it was better to forcefully keep them alive.
Manager Wanda Haye suggested keeping them under anesthesia and just maintaining life, mentioning coldly that there wasn’t exactly another way to neutralize the [Six Legged Beast].
“I changed jobs without outside help. That implies the boss knows about the ‘Legendary Class.'”
“Ah.”
Jackson, saying he changed jobs on his own, was talking about how he was approached by [Six Legged Beast]. Thus, even without Wakamou broadcasting it, the possible scenario was that he’d have found and possibly allied with South Korean climbers climbing the tower.
‘If I’m capable of creating climbers, am I the profession opposite to that?’
He couldn’t even begin to imagine what sort of profession made that possible.
“It’s also possible to showcase them as art…There’s the refined trophy for the victor! Hehehe…”
Adelheid raised her hand, proposing her idea.
When the support unit showed the climbers she subdued, the reaction was…?
An artist’s constraint, unable to kill, became its utmost strength, as they only relaxed because they were allies. Even Manager Wanda Haye shivered at the power of an artist profession, understanding why Wakamou made the decision he made.
Since art applies to everyone, it was a Legendary Class with influence enough to accidentally sweep even allies into its charm when fighting together.
Moreover, somehow, she even completely dismantled and puppeteered ten mass-produced weapons.
Wakamou took photos, he said… watching the logs trapped in there begging to be released made Manager Wanda Haye tightly close her eyes and look away.
“Still, you did a good job. Thank you, Adelheid.”
“Thank you?! But of course!! Wakamou-sama! What do you think of my art…? Now, I understand… Adelheid…or rather, Adolf Lucia!! I’m the only one who can create such true art!! The old me might have hesitated to use people as subjects, but… most humans are trash!! Especially Germans!! It’s worthless unless it’s an art piece that pleases Wakamou-sama, right Jackson?!”
“Ah, yes, I think so. Remember that I introduced you, please.”
“As a fellow ally of Wakamou-sama!! Keep working hard!! Exhibit those pitiful fools who opposed Wakamou-sama and make them realize greatness, ‘Anschluss’ them to make them docile!! To those lowly climbers who don’t follow the Führer, they’ll eeep──”
She casually changed course, excited by Wakamou’s praise, mouthing rapid-fire words, her eyes wide open with enthusiasm. Jackson grinned brilliantly in response, immediately bending to her spirited input.
Our artist-gone-insane was unexpectedly a mad genius, creating art with insanity beyond expectations, so precisely observing and interacting with her was crucial.
Adelheid didn’t stop there; she wanted to decorate and display her opponents like trophies, showing them the grandeur of Wakamou-sama by integrating them like Austria and France, revealing ambitious desires. Mare Pirate hastily covered her mouth to calm her down.
“My head hurts…”
Hajime Ichigo, watching in agony, clutched her throbbing temple as they moaned. The growing team was good news, but each member’s vibrant personality was uniquely over-the-top.
“I feel nothing in particular, so I don’t know. Art or whatever, just a ‘click’ and it’s over. Isn’t a 3D printer more efficient?”
“@!$%)$@!%$@!$!@#!$!$@)%)^(#@%@!!!!”
In the meanwhile, Asuka bluntly provoking Adelheid by saying no emotions arise from her art became immune to it.
Adelheid, thrashing about like a live fish plucked from the sea, shouting in anger, was ignored. Meanwhile, Manager Wanda Haye indicated the break was over, starting the briefing again.
After seeing her move like a deadly weapon in a full suit, Jackson swallowed hard, only to be audibly choked by a Unicorn unit member.
“Now, stop staring at my chest and thinking about wanting to touch my belly fat.”
“How did you read my mind, Manager?”
“9 out of 10 are thinking that. They think bear belly is soft! It used to be muscular!!”
“If only I practiced karate, this wouldn’t have happened…”
“Quiet!”
Even Ichigo, mesmerized, couldn’t help but mutter, ‘Isn’t the manager VTuber material…?’ Her character was truly formidable. Could she really destroy a couple of buildings if she swung her paws? The [Shifter] profession was genuinely fearsome.
“According to the deployed observer team, the boss monster is identified as an [Elite Boss] known as [Grsunde], an unknown entity to date.”
She shared the observer team’s findings with everyone, explaining it absorbs what’s within the shadows, manipulating darkness for attacks, and is weak to light.
“If it parallels the historic legends of Grsunde, it’s an immortal demon with invulnerability when shadows are exposed. Physical attacks don’t work when it reveals its shadow, and it grows larger with each hit. Eventually, it devours them whole.”
“But, does that mean it can’t beat us?”
An array of over a hundred lighthouses encircled the Seodaemun district, casting beams of light towards Grsunde.
Grsunde, hiding within the dense shadow of the tower’s ruins, resisting the light, was pinned down, unable to move.
“Though support will eventually arrive, it’d be best if we take it down before then, right?”
“Is it finally my time to shine, then?”
Grinning, Jackson hoisted his hammer. This was the moment he’d been waiting for, and sharing his enthusiasm, the manager couldn’t suppress her eagerness, urging everyone to go forth.
With Wakamou pondering how he should edit the climbers’ footage, the group began stepping forth altogether. Jackson eagerly charged ahead.
Asuka flew up behind him to catch him, accelerating his speed.
“Oraaah!!!”
Charging straight into the building, he struck with his hammer, causing the structure to disassemble like Lego blocks, levitating upward.
Following suit, leaping high, Asuka swatted it like a volleyball, sending the spinning mass crashing into Grsunde’s shadowy darkness.
As the building plunged into the shadows, the relentless Jackson kept swinging his hammer against another structure.
Buildings collided, one prompting another like domino pieces, shifting horizontally without toppling over, creating a mesmerizing spectacle. Observing sharply, Jackson shut one eye, swinging his hammer against the building.
With a sound akin to a rising tower, the buildings, laying flat, mixed and shot up, tilting sideways.
“Uoooh!!!”
Perched on top of the rising structures, Wanda Haye, equipped with lights on all fours, bathed Grsunde in light beams as she grated across, hoisting the lower part before swinging it horizontally to smack Grsunde like Wakamou did.
Piercing through the shadows, exposing Grsunde to the lighthouse light, it writhed in fiery agony and smoke as its shadow expanded, writhing and extending tendrils in all directions.
Undaunted by the sight of towering shadows slicing through buildings like cake, Jackson withdrew nails and deftly struck their heads with his hammer.
Kang! Kang! Resounding hits echoed as the nails embedded themselves, with [Rare Metal] consuming mana, glowing brightly.
Effortlessly, severed shadow tendrils drooped and vanished.
Tendril stubs contracted akin to octopus limbs, as Jackson leapt high, hammering the ground.
Kwa-ga-ga-kak──!!
A clean divide sliced through Seodaemun-gu.
A “construction line,” delineating the collapsed tower’s area into a square section, emerged as Jackson extracted a steel crowbar from his inventory, pushing it forcefully into the cracks, raising the ground skyward.
Even Grsunde, adhered to it, seemed alarmed by the tumultuous darkness quivering intensely.
A blitzkrieg of buildings bore down upon Grsunde.
Jackson hammered away more buildings, launching them like missiles, as Wanda Haye robustly hurled them, demolishing shadows.
Reaching its absorption limits, buildings en masse were hurled in rapid succession, arresting its gulping velocity, a towering 18-floor apartment finally slamming into Grsunde.
“[Photo Montage]!”
A resounding crash shattered residual debris falling mid-air. Adorned in fierce light that dispelled the growing shadow to reveal the hidden core of Grsunde.
Taang─!
As soon as it came into sight, an illuminating round pierced its head.
Positioned and ready to snipe, Ichigo landed a precision shot, the headshot unleashing light.
Veiling dark clouds, obscuring day from night, the accumulated waters of the Han River withdrawing became glistening reflections, bouncing along installed mirrors by the Unicorn crew.
Lighting from Adelheid’s [Photo Montage] shed intense luminescence, transforming the once gloomy world into a realm now too bright to behold.
In darkness where it was unclear if it was day or night, as the overflowing Han River waters receded, light reflected off puddles and mirrors set up by the Unicorn team, while a glaring sun from Adelheid’s [Photo Montage] lit up the world to the point where it was hard to keep one’s eyes open.
Amidst this brightness, Grsunde, unable to conceal itself, moved as if teleporting using the shadows created by the intense light.
“So fast?!”
Surprised by the speed, Dorrison J Jackson watched as Grsunde, like a shark diving silently, created shadows targeting the vulnerable and closing the distance on the road.
“Come at me!!”
Seeing these shadows, Mare Pirate transformed her entire body into flames and charged forward.
In an attempt to swallow the expanding shadow in response to the dazzling light, Jackson threw a nail to halt the shadows. Meanwhile, Mare’s fiery fist hit the ground, causing an explosion.
But it was hard to tell if it hit the target because there was no sign of a body.
“Roarrrrrr!!!!!”
With a resonant roar, Manager Wanda Haye cast [Paralysis].
Among the scattering shadows, one hesitated only for a moment. Seizing this opportunity, Wakamou hurled lightning.
Grsunde, who emerged with a human form to avoid the lightning, charged boldly.
As they targeted Ichigo, Wakamou and Mei advanced simultaneously.
With a nervous throw of [Mana Restraint] from Mei, she swung at Grsunde, but her arm was swallowed by darkness and severed.
Her hand vanished at the forearm, with fingertips falling outside the shadows’ reach.
Grsunde evaded Wakamou’s mana-imbued fiery punch by bending like a heatwave, and in a complex, unpredictable pattern, slashed through and chopped the two into pieces.
Wherever the shadow blade whipped like a lash, bodies disappeared and were devoured.
As pronounced as its weaknesses, it carried overwhelming strengths.
“That thing just absorbs mana!!”
Losing an arm and a leg, Mei urgently warned as she leapt backward.
In contrast, Wakamou drew and wielded [Kusanagi’s Sword] against the oncoming tentacles, deflecting and cutting down all attacks.
The shadows trailed at Wakamou’s footsteps, trying to engulf his legs, but even that was countered as he scraped the ground with the sword, compelling Grsunde to retreat.
Then it split.
Multiplying into nine, Grsunde simultaneously rushed the team from all sides.
Jackson immediately created a massive streetlamp to cast light and eradicate it, while Wanda used condensed mana in her hands to explode the ones flying at her.
For Pirate, if fire didn’t work, she attacked Grsunde with lightning, while the Unicorn squad threw flashbangs to erase it entirely as they retrieved Mei.
Ichigo repelled the incoming darkness adeptly, using tracer rounds.
Grsunde, however, didn’t even consider challenging Wakamou but wrapped around him with tentacles, binding his movements.
What seemed like an attack was an unexpected restraint, leaving Wakamou grimacing as shadows encased him.
“Adelheid!!!”
Unfortunately, the shadow began targeting Adelheid.
As darkness from all sides funneled towards the main body, Grsunde took form and charged at her.
In retaliation, Adelheid gripped her sculpting knife and took her stance.
With a swift motion, shadows were sliced and arranged elegantly like an acrylic-encased artwork.
Mimicking Damien Hirst’s work, “The Lies Inherent in Everything Offer a Modicum of Comfort” — a display of “Sliced Horse,” Adelheid turned Grsunde into exhibited pieces.
While Grsunde hurriedly retreated, the headlights behind Adelheid’s back shone bright.
“[Shadow Art]”
Forming the shape of a crocodile with clasped hands.
Soon, the crocodile shadow sprang from the light, gnawing Grsunde’s shadowy human form and tearing a leg roughly.
“You’re just a shadow creature moving without any wit or sense! Don’t run! Come to Adelheid and become a work of art! Living shadow art!!”
With her skill released, she crossed her hands, forming a [Frame of Composition], and as her eyes gleamed, Grsunde’s body fluttered as black paper.
An Elite Boss.
Moreover, it appeared to possess something akin to intelligence.
As Grsunde wavered, now within the scope of Artist-class creation, Ichigo’s lightning-emitting sword hurled by a Unicorn member drastically closed the gap.
With a peculiar zing, Grsunde dodged the thrown sword, countering with a shadow blade directed at Ichigo, but she wielded a different sword to cleave through the shadow.
Was it the same sword? No, Ichigo had simply transmuted Pirate, in metallic form, through alchemy.
With the transforming sword turning back into Pirate, her hand emitted lightning, severing Grsunde’s waist.
“──!!”
Immediately, mana rippled through Grsunde’s body.
At this moment, a clear distinction emerged among the assembled Climbers: those with little experience and those seasoned.
Ichigo and Adelheid stood petrified, watching, while other Climbers moved in unison.
Wanda flung Jackson skywards, who drew [Rare Metal] from his inventory, creating a giant sphere in the air, with Pirate soaring upwards.
Becoming flames, she merged and assimilated with the structure, causing it to emit dazzling light.
The light was so intense it rivaled a lighthouse, producing a glaring brilliance akin to a fleeting explosion.
Yet, even in the brightness, Grsunde remained undispersed, wildly brandishing shadow blades in all directions.
Opening a portal, Wakamou extracted Ichigo and Adelheid, then swung Kusanagi’s Sword with a newfound heavy force, making Grsunde jump back to create distance, gasping.
Despite being scorched and assuredly taking damage from the light, it was capable of enduring as an Elite Boss.
“Ughhh!!!”
Splitting the artificial sun overhead made Pirate scream and flee.
With massive tentacles swinging in a circle, the lighthouses erected by Jackson were shattered and collapsed.
With Asuka snatching Pirate and Jackson mid-fall, they jumped through a portal to safety.
Thud ─
Debris plummeted — buildings collapsing into ruins.
And at the center, Grsunde rapidly restored with just a sliver of absorbed shadow.
“Hah…Hah…. What the heck…”
Regenerative monsters weren’t unheard of.
However, just by being overshadowed to this extent, it displayed an immortal-like liveliness, which even Wanda hadn’t anticipated.
‘This is terrible.’
The operation to reclaim Seoul was possible due to the increased number of South Korean Climbers after the 100th-floor tower’s emergence and resource acquisitions thanks to Wakamou’s first-floor efforts. Wanda now realized why bombarding had previously proved futile as she pondered how to overcome this daunting foe.
Seoul was shrouded in darkness.
The opponent moved freely through shadows, wielding powerful attacks and absorbing everything.
Could even a [Priest] match the illumination level of a lighthouse? With such regenerative power despite blinding flashes, the number of personnel requirements was unknown.
“Growl!!!”
Grsunde maneuvers to hide within a crevice, like it learned, when Wanda hurled a spotlight, scattering shadows.
“Let’s retreat for now!!”
Wanda shouted, glancing at Wakamou standing still.
But Wakamou simply raised a hand reassuringly.
Instead, the poised Wakamou faced Grsunde as it burst forth and attempted to engulf her.
Assuming the surprise attack worked perfectly, Grsunde moved, but Wakamou, standing calmly within the shadow, didn’t flinch.
Alarmed, it stabbed with tentacles to sever her body, but Wakamou remained unscathed.
In the form of [Idol’s Image], Wakamou existed as an incorporeal illusion.
Within this drawn-in moment, she unleashed [Idol’s Thunder], radiating light in every direction.
Seizing this opportunity, she reached out and flung Grsunde skywards.
Firing another thunderbolt, Grsunde, though being pierced, endured by tearing away the darkness in the light-struck area.
As if impervious within this brightly lit Seoul, it resisted in mid-air by enlarging its size.
“Haahhh…”
Taking a deep breath.
Wanda and the other team members observing through camera screens kept an eye on Wakamou.
What was she planning…?
As Wakamou’s hands positioned under one armpit, Pirate was the only one who instantly recognized it.
“No way…!”
“Wait, really?!”
With mana radiating from every fiber, Wakamou’s aura seemed akin to brilliant, widespread flames, gradually illuminating Seodaemun District.
Single-handedly emitting light rivaling a lighthouse, more mana gathered in Wakamou’s palms, focusing brilliantly.
“Beam…!!”
Knowing the technique, Wanda couldn’t help but recognize it. Wakamou was about to replicate the world’s most renowned move!!
“Kaaaa——!!!”
Perhaps Grsunde hadn’t reacted, because, well…
Non-[Attack Skill]s couldn’t be helped. From Wakamou’s [VTuber Asset], she first created [Dazzling Illumination].
Though designed to provide dazzling brightness and spotlight for broadcasted effects, it had been largely forgotten due to lack of use during editing.
Concentrating her remaining energy and mana reserved for calamities, she released it, and sure enough, a massive beam reminiscent of a finishing move from an anime was fired at Grsunde.
This skill usually only emitted light, yet Wakamou had poured mana exceeding the normal limit, producing results both astonishing and dire.
Seoul lit up instantly, with the blinding beam’s reach visible over to China beyond Incheon, causing Wanda to shield her eyes and scream.
With no area of darkness, only brightness remained, casting long shadows over the ground, though merely the semblance of it being lit by Wakamou’s controlled light.
As if extinguishing darkness from every direction, the real form of Grsunde was left, being consumed by the light, shattering, and eventually crumbling away.
“Sigh….It truly was exhausting.”
Grsunde, crumbling into ashes, dissipated as if Wakamou, affected by mana fatigue, was herself scattering into dust.
Even as the light dimmed and darkness returned, initially making one wonder about potential blindness, such was only perceived due to stark contrast.
‘If I use this footage, everyone will be fooled, right?’
It provided a significant visual impact despite being utterly harmless.
Not knowing the truth, everyone would either defend immediately or rush in.
‘Given the situation, I should brazenly mix bluffs into the video.’
[A 90th-floor tower arises in Seoul’s Seodaemun District!]
With the familiar alarm, a new tower rose from the remnants of the collapsed one.
The terrain seemed as if rewinding time restored the district, an impressive spectacle.
With darkness clearing from the sky, it almost felt as if Wakamou’s energy wave had pierced the darkness, causing it to disappear.
Towers rose with light bursting forth but no vanishing monsters, only the removal of darkness.
Amidst the chaotic wasteland devoid of city-life, once again, they barely managed to succeed.
Shiver—
“What…?”
Sensing a sinister gaze from the Jongno District direction, Wakamou got up in surprise. Beyond the boundary line dividing towers and districts, something was watching her.
The sensation, making every hair stand on end, was something Wakamou had never experienced while scaling towers.
The site of Korea’s foremost abyss, where Seoul’s earliest collapsed tower lay.
Curiosity arose about what might be there.
Beyond the boundary, something turned its back. A monster’s corpse rolled over.
Seeing this unfamiliar monster left Wakamou puzzled.
“Wakamou, the recovery of Mapo District has been concluded. Just that in Eunpyeong District… an unidentified monster reportedly crossed over.”
“Crossed over? Even after the tower’s restoration?”
“They claimed to have fended it off for now, but its numbers were surprisingly vast. Chinese Climbers also stated these monsters invaded their territory.”
Manager Wanda Haye, approaching while complaining of eye pain, voiced her concerns. Pointing to the pile of monster corpses, I received confirmation from her, stunned, that indeed those were it.
Could something in Jongno be attempting to inform Wakamou by casting them over there? Was there some meaning?
Was something intelligent residing there….if the [Elite Boss Monster] existed there, could it possibly be…?
An ominous feeling lingered.
“By the way, can you move?”
“Ugh, as you can see, I overexerted myself…”
“Certainly, using such a technique….”
“No, it’s just a flashbang.”
“Compared to Jupiter’s storm, it hardly qualifies as a flashbang…”
Before fooling enemies, Wakamou found herself deceiving her allies, aggravating her with laughter.
“….I still didn’t secure any usable highlights for Ichigo…”
“Then align with Ichigo for a mother-daughter energy wave…”
“Stop it.”
This video’s editing complexity seemed truly daunting.
It really seemed too difficult.
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“So, we won’t be climbing towers for a while! Everyone, focus on the broadcast!”
“Everyone except the boss is at the 50th floor!”
“Damn it──!!”
On a typical day with the Wakamou Corporation smoothly sailing.
Struggling through tough editing, feeling less like a VTuber and more like being in fierce battles daily.
Lacking cuteness, sweetness, and loveliness….there was a shortage of VTubernium(?).
Collapsed on the floor, pitifully lamenting that this wasn’t the VTuber life she aimed for, Pirate and Ichigo exchanged glances at Wakamou.
Editing for the third episode of Seoul’s reclamation had extended over two weeks. The community was ablaze with inquiries about its release.
Fans had reached a state of impatience.
“I just want to do something VTuber-like!! Waaahhh!!!”
Perhaps due to pent-up frustrations reaching a breaking point.
Watching Wakamou sobbing, Pirate and Ichigo shrugged, unsure how to help.
What exactly is a VTuber broadcast…?
Isn’t it just about streaming like other streamers do?
“As a VTuber, I want to VTubeeeee!!!”
Kicking around and crying like a child, Wakamou.
Had she not installed the mods for Build Craft, she might have laughed through it, but seeing her cry so sorrowfully, Asuka quietly locked the door.
Meanwhile, Adelheid, cluelessly asking when the other first-generation members would gather, remained buoyant with anticipation.
As the head of a corporation rather than a VTuber, Wakamou was left sobbing, feeling like she had ventured too far.
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