Adella needed something like a Resident Registration Card right away, not an avatar, to start broadcasting.
Since Wagal offered her a lot of conveniences at Wearsoft, she could create an account, but that didn’t apply to other games.
Unless she played with a ghost account, she needed at least one to prove her identity, whether it was a Resident Registration Card or a Foreign Registration Card.
Furthermore, to obtain partner status at Twish, she needed an account under her own name.
In the end, she reached the conclusion that she had to prove she was a citizen of a country to lead a normal economic life.
However, it was truly surprising that Japan responded with a quick approval like this.
Isn’t it a country notorious for its slow administrative processes despite being a developed nation?
As it turned out, there was already a precedent.
[Global News) An AI can broadcast, pay taxes, and even donate? Japan’s AI V-tuber ‘Deneb’ has now been issued a My Number!]
The relentless persistence of an otaku developer managed to upend Japan’s administrative system and standardize the manual after arduous effort.
But that was only possible because the AI developer was also Japanese.
I also considered mentioning the ‘Special Naturalization for Highly Skilled Foreign Professionals’ in Japan, suggesting that if she registered an A-grade Unique Magic under her name, the conditions would be met.
And I realized that Japan, while being a rigid country, would react sensitively to anything that could benefit its own interests.
The bureaucrat who had been giving vague responses suddenly changed their attitude and sent a reply saying they had completed the legal review in just one day.
[NoName: Still, it might be more comfortable to have a Korean identity if you’re living in Korea. I’m looking into other options. The PDs said they’d introduce me to a member of the National Assembly who could help out, so I’m on my way to meet them now.]
[Adella: それはマジで?(Is that for real?)]
[Adella: Oops, my bad haha. I forgot to turn off the translator.]
[NoName: ?]
It seemed like the cat’s mind had already sailed across the East Sea, and it might be right to let it go.
After the PDs promised to protect my childlike spirit, I visited several places after leaving the Community Center.
I even met with a current member of the National Assembly, but it seemed that answers wouldn’t come quickly in Korea.
“I’ll review it carefully and make sure it’s ready for a bill proposal. Thanks for your good suggestion, student.”
Let’s send Japan off, then.
As I sorted through the complex plans swirling in my head.
I needed to prepare the forms to be submitted to the Japanese government and also draft the content proving Adella’s Unique Magic.
During this time, I quietly closed my eyes in the back seat of the vehicle and inadvertently dozed off.
*
The highlight of the Genius Discovery Team was always the intelligence test of a child.
While Na-me was taking the Weschler Intelligence Test (K-WISK Ⅶ) at a psychological counseling research institute in Seoul, Professor Cheon Kyu-jin was conducting another interview with the PDs.
The production team was shocked when it was revealed that the seemingly ordinary professor from Korea University was a veteran of the Middle East War.
A remarkable child had been adopted by a remarkable family.
Sensing the signs of a ratings hit, the writer quickly came up with questions.
“You have seen many geniuses, including students from Korea University. What do you think about Na-me’s level?”
“I’ve known Na-me for just over a year, and they still surprise me occasionally. They learn so quickly that when they bring up topics I don’t know, I sometimes study all night just to keep up.”
“Really? It seems like your dedication as a father is quite extraordinary!”
The parenting style is a critical factor in the continuous development of young geniuses.
In that aspect, Professor Cheon Kyu-jin must be an ideal parent.
Though his specialty was soft academic skills, he had to study number theory, control engineering, molecular biology, and comprehensive magic circles for nearly a year.
He even went so far as to look up game terms online when Na-me said they would participate in a gaming competition.
“Since you are a veteran of the Middle East War, you probably met Ham Cho-rong in person. What do you think? Do you believe Na-me can grow up to be a wizard representing Korea in the future?”
The person who brought about the heyday of the original Genius Discovery Team.
There were many discussions, but regardless, the shocking actions she showcased on her broadcast would still be talked about on V-tube for some time—so she couldn’t help but attract attention.
Professor Cheon narrowed his eyes in displeasure, but after adjusting his expression, he simply said.
“I hope Na-me doesn’t live that kind of life.”
It was the PD who was taken aback by that unexpectedly cold response.
“Huh? But…”
“Of course, I plan to support everything Na-me wants to do. However, the representation you mentioned only adds unnecessary pressure. I want the child to find their own happiness.”
Click-
After an hour of the lengthy test, Na-me opened the door and came out of the examination room.
Gulping water from the cooler, they sat down next to Professor Cheon.
“Are you done? Was it tough?”
“I’m a bit worn out. But you suffered more than I did, right, counselor?”
“Seeing you smile makes me think you’ve been up to no good again, Na-me.”
“Hey, what do you take me for?”
The cheerful exchange between the two was captured in a single frame.
Then, the counselor printed out a few pages of the questionnaire and sat down across from them.
The PDs tilted their heads in unison.
Normally, after a test, they would have to wait a while longer for results interpretation.
They had even prepared an interview script to fill up the remaining time, but the counselor immediately showed them the conclusion, saying there was no need to analyze further.
“If you look here, it shows perfect scores in verbal comprehension, perceptual reasoning, working memory, and processing speed.”
Immediately, the camera shifted to focus on the results sheet.
“If we talk in terms of the generally known IQ, according to the Weschler test, that’s the maximum possible score of 172—”
“172? Oh wow…”
Professor Cheon rested his chin in thought, glancing at Na-me.
Na-me shrugged their shoulders and said.
“Even if it’s an intelligence test, I found there to be generally shaky parts. It doesn’t engage the brain broadly but leans toward one side, so it felt more like a puzzle. I think it’s best not to take the results too seriously and just see it as fun.”
She, in turn, shared her thoughts about the test.
The counselor nodded with a smile.
“Na-me is right. You can’t definitively judge someone’s intelligence based on these results. But as a counselor, I must say this is a figure I’ve never seen in my life, meaning in percentage terms, it would be within the top 0.0001%, or in other words, one in a million.”
Hearing that, Professor Cheon felt even heavier in his heart.
“Would you like to follow your sister here and take the next test, Na-me?”
After Na-me left the room to take the next psychological examination, the interpretation of the results continued.
“I’ve noticed Na-me has been calling you Professor. Is there a reason for that?”
Professor Cheon’s expression darkened suddenly.
After staring at the door Na-me exited for a long time, he finally opened up to the counselor.
“As you may know, Na-me has a bit of a complicated past.”
“Yes. The child doesn’t quite act like a child.”
This was probably also influenced by the time spent trapped in virtual reality; the counselor could only cautiously speculate.
“The first time I saw Na-me, they weren’t the bright child they are now. Their eyes were filled with anxiety and they were genuinely wary of people.”
“I see… Their actions are understandable.”
“I first met Na-me as a student in a class at Korea University. So when I adopted the child, I think I didn’t want to burden Na-me with the pressure of that relationship. I just hoped they would grow up in a better environment—”
“But sir, I understand your feelings, but I can’t help but think that it hinders the attachment formation with your child.”
“Is that so?”
The counselor lightly nodded.
“Yes, the closeness that comes from addressing someone by a name is a crucial element in the socialization process. Have you read ‘The Tale of Hong Gildong’?”
“Yes, I know it.”
“Do you know why Hong Gildong ran away and took on the role of the leader of the Hwalbin Gang? The fundamental cause was the lack of a sense of belonging fulfilled by the family. Later, even when the child seeks respect and dreams, if the familial sense of belonging isn’t satisfied, it can keep holding the child back.”
“Hmmm…”
“Of course, if Na-me is satisfied with the relationship as a student, that’s great, but as you have seen, they have school friends, they participate in broadcasts, and they have friends who are also broadcasters, right?”
“As far as I know.”
“Building such a network could also be an unconscious act to fill the inner void of the child. But we might need to listen to Director Park, who is conducting the psychological test, for a more detailed analysis.”
“I see, this seems to be more important than I thought. I didn’t realize that.”
“Yes, many overlook this. It especially happens in stepfamilies.”
Silence fell.
Professor Cheon lightly coughed as they sunk into thought.
Since Na-me confessed their past, Professor Cheon was trying harder to show more interest.
However, he never thought the initial relationship he set would define the boundary he drew with the child.
“By the way, this case is quite unique. Usually, don’t adopted children hope to call their parents ‘Dad’ or ‘Mom’ quickly?”
The counselor added.
Even if Na-me had said they could call him whatever they liked, it still puzzled why Professor Cheon ended up setting unnecessary boundaries with his words.
Before long, the evening sun slipped out from behind the clouds, casting orange sunlight through the curtains.
The antique wooden desk was dyed with the colors of autumn leaves.
The shadows of their intertwined hands stretched long over the desk.
Professor Cheon stared at the distant sky outside the window before reluctantly opening his mouth.
“Counselor, the truth is, I once had a child whose gender I didn’t even know due to their young age.”
Taking a slight deep breath, his voice trembled slightly as he continued speaking.
“I was too young to even give them a proper name.”
