[NoName Fan Cafe]
[NoBujin ← It’s subtly a harsh job]
Honestly, our leader has been trapped in a capsule for 7 years, so there’s no way they’d have normal values. I get that being stubborn is necessary for survival, but… the real problem is that they’re way too smart.
Right now, they’re filming a 1vs10000 debate mad movie against the viewers.
Please, someone, step up and try to persuade them.
[Comments]
– It’s not subtly, it’s totally a harsh job, LOL.
– If they feel even a little inferior, they just go, ‘I won’t listen to the words of those weaker than me’!
– They’re really a golden child, LOL.
– But honestly, listening to Na-me makes some sense, and occasionally it hits me in the feels, and I end up tearing up,ㅠㅠ.
[NoName]
[Just Chatting – Thinking Room (Thanks to everyone who supported today’s interschool competition.)]
[Broadcasting Time – 1:24:41]
[Number of Viewers – 34,552]
“The total quantitative summation of happiness you’ve just claimed can be considered a form of utilitarianism, but did you know that qualitative aspects can also apply to utilitarianism? I simply chose the short-lived pain of a sore arm from losing this match over the prolonged suffering of defeat. Personally, I find that quality much superior. Of course, considering the happiness of those watching, my actions could be viewed as socially wrong, but I hope we can differentiate between what happens inside and outside the training arena. We came here to fight, not to perform a play, right?”
-GG
– Na-me is so stubborn… Na-me doesn’t listen to adults…
– NoSori ON
– I think a good old spanking is in order, though.
– The topic seems to be drifting toward philosophy, huh, leader!
– ‘Does it hurt?’ -> ‘Pain is a type of electric signal, so it can be somewhat regulated by aura.’ If we can’t counter that, this debate might never end.
– Aha, beating an 8-year-old is tough, LOL.
– For real, LOL.
When the common sense is elevated to a philosophical level, the issues the viewers must consider have become much more complex.
Na-me still has a sulky expression.
In the end, it was her managers who stepped in to mediate.
-(Manager 1): Right now, you’re in conflict with your father, right? We think it might be better for you to bend a little just for today for the sake of mending your relationship. Whether your opinion is right or wrong, it might be best.
-(Manager 2): Yeah, I think so too. Apologizing is winning.
-(Manager 5): Na-me, trust us, okay?
Na-me squinted her eyes and reluctantly nodded.
While she stepped out for a moment, the managers and viewers went into an emergency strategy meeting.
[Daehagwonsaengsalryeo: “NoName” Rehabilitation Project Needed.]
To “rehabilitate” means to restore not only to rectify crimes but also a desirable attitude and mentality.
[hellsMonster: But we need to know something about how the leader usually lives to give advice. I don’t even know that!]
There’s a gap between the broadcast and the viewers. Managers aren’t much different in that regard.
[Superconductor Cat: How about we observe her daily life and give advice?]
[Shinaoga: Like an observation vlog?]
[Superconductor Cat: Yes! That way, we can understand Na-me’s worries and catch anything ‘strange’ happening.]
[Daehagwonsaengsalryeo: Sounds like a good idea! But who’s going to film? And how do we do that in the academy?]
They needed someone to follow her around as a cameraman.
However, the academy is a no-entry zone for outsiders.
Additionally, if Na-me were to film herself, it would defeat the purpose of observing her daily life from another’s perspective.
When faced with a difficult problem, the last manager proposed a brilliant solution.
[Cat Love is the Best: Can’t animals enter?]
*
BZZZZZZZZZZZ
I woke up to an annoying sound ringing in my ears from morning.
There’s no scientific basis for autumn mosquitoes being worse than summer mosquitoes, but either way, they disturb my sleep.
Finding myself drifting through various thoughts, I finally rubbed my eyes awake.
BZZZZZZZZZZZ
A noisy drone flying in the air.
As a product of magical engineering, there were four magic circles lifting the mechanical device in all directions.
[Hey!]
The faceless machine greeted me with a carefree voice.
I frowned and muttered in a low voice, “Why does your drone have a speaker… Ahh… what time is it…”
[It’s 7 o’clock!]
“I usually wake up at 7:15… ugh…”
My eyes began to droop again.
Just as I was about to drop the thread of consciousness into the deep sea, angry waves rolled in and brought me back to the surface.
BZZZZZZZZZZZ!
CLICK CLICK CLICK!
The drone continued to change positions, creating noise pollution from all around, and I finally couldn’t take it anymore and jumped up.
“You know I had a hard time all day yesterday. Ugh, why are you so eager to annoy me?”
[I don’t know about that, but it’s time for you to go to school! Hmph!]
“Adella, please…!”
WHOOSH
I glared at the drone buzzing around the room, but there was nothing I could do.
During the time I had momentarily stepped away from the broadcast last night, the managers had already conspired to film my vlog among themselves.
Naturally, I had refused, but they even reached out to Professor Cheon and forced the project to go ahead.
[I’m also very curious about Na-me’s school life. I think it’d be good to film it once, right?]
[Huh?]
[There might be something good tomorrow. I think recording those moments is a good idea.]
That was practically like laying a trap for me.
And it was decided that Adella would control the drone, playing games in virtual reality while filming my every move.
“Hey, how far are you going to follow me?”
[Why? Can’t I?]
“Go away!”
SLAM
What, are you trying to follow me to the bathroom now?
I quickly took a shower and emerged with soaked hair, dragging a towel behind me.
I wiped the water dripping from the tips of my hair on the towel below my feet.
For breakfast, I poked a strip of bacon and a soft-boiled egg with a fork.
If I ate a piece of bread with this small body, I’d be so full I wouldn’t be able to digest anything the whole day, so I preferred to avoid feeling too hungry.
I tossed the towel into the laundry basket and returned to the bathroom to grab my toothbrush.
I quietly sat in front of the mirror and brushed my teeth.
[Cast: Warm Air]
While doing that, I split my hair into two and cast warm air magic on both sides.
This way, I didn’t have to comb as the hair would set as if I had straightened it. The shiny hair was a bonus.
“Just stay outside for a moment.”
[I mean, there’s nothing to show, right?]
“What? Do you want to die?”
Pushing out the crazy voyeuristic pervert, I changed into my school uniform.
Unlike the elementary school I used to attend, Ara Byeol Elementary, I could choose a one-piece skirt with shorts as the uniform at Sephiron Academy.
If I imagined it as shorts with flowing lace attached, it made my heart feel at ease.
After rinsing my mouth in the bathroom, I was ready to head to school.
“I’m off to school!”
“Okay. Be careful!”
Professor Cheon’s working hours vary. Since today I was the first to head out, I was able to receive a greeting from him.
While waiting for the academy kids in front of the apartment, I skimmed through the news and various updates on my phone.
The drone flew up to my shoulder and captured everything I was looking at on screen.
[What are you watching?]
“Just today’s news… and the latest academic papers.”
[Anything interesting?]
“Pathfinding techniques using Olloid polyhedrons. It means you can omit up to 80% of the circuit writing for specific rotational magic circles.”
[Ugh, Na-me! Why did I even ask you!? I’m going to make sure this boring stuff goes raw unedited into the vlog. The whole world needs to know how boring you are!]
“Do you really need to go that far?”
My friends, influenced by Korean time, were always about 3 minutes late to any appointed time.
Ji-hye and Seori came sprinting from a distance, waving their hands.
“Yay! No-Na-me!”
Like a runaway train, Han Seori, a Swedish mixed girl, dashed over with her platinum hair flowing behind her.
I quickly weaved to avoid her wide-armed embrace.
“What’s all this commotion from the crack of dawn?”
“Yesterday’s interschool competition was the best! I knew it! No-Na-me is the strongest in the world!”
“Oh, okay, got it, now set that aside. Let’s talk while we walk. Hi, Ji-hye. Did you get home okay yesterday?”
“Yep! I partied with mom and dad. But I was so tired I just lay on the sofa. So mom had to feed me chicken! How about you, Na-me, is your body okay?”
“I’m feeling sore too. There’s not one place that isn’t hurting.”
“Agh, that’s no good…!”
Even after a fierce match, we still have to go to school the next day.
It’s all because of being in the elementary division.
In the middle school division, they give a week off due to intense dueling, but there’s none of that for the elementary kids.
So here I am, after fighting a 1vs5 match, immediately heading to school the next day.
Isn’t this truly child abuse?
