Chapter 16: Historical Evidence

[Suspicious Furry-nim donated 10,000 won!]

Please draw a furry, Haru-nim, the authority on furries.

“Hey, you f*cker. Are you going to come all the way here and act up?!”

“Furry? What’s that?”

As an avid viewer of her broadcast, there’s no way I wouldn’t know what a furry is.

But the point here is to pretend I don’t know.

–KKKKKKKKKK

–Authority-nim, please explain.

–An assassin corrupting an innocent demon ㅗㅜㅑ (Expression of excitement)

Haru instantly drew a furry on her screen.

A pointed snout and fluffy fur.

Suspicious people appeared in the chat window and collectively let out sounds of admiration.

–ㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑ

–As expected of the authority KKK

–Her undeniable fluff ball.

“Th-These b*stards haven’t come to their senses, again, again, again!!!”

“That’s what you call a furry? Then what about beastmen?”

A long 20-minute discussion on the distinction between beastmen and furries, and a contemplation thereof.

I already knew the content, so I elicited a back-and-forth with appropriate reactions, but…

Haru, steeped in madness, explained with passion and sincerity.

This makes me feel unnecessarily sorry.

“…But, do you really hate furries?”

“I!! Hate furries!!!!”

Her heartfelt shout echoed through the broadcast.

–Eri is starting to tease Haru too KKKK

–She seemed genuinely triggered just now KKKKKK

When she wasn’t streaming, her emotions were always bland.

Now, it seems she can express her emotions colorfully.

Shouldn’t this be considered a multiple personality disorder at this point…

“First, I’d like you to explain that fan art I saw a while ago.”

“Ah, alright. I’ll teach you every single detail.”

She displayed the drawing on the screen and explained the details, zooming in.

Her earlier agitated state had completely vanished, and now she was solely focused on the drawing.

“First, looking at Eri…”

She began to explain slowly, zooming in on the part where the skin was pinched.

“You probably already noticed on stream last time, but this is also a significant point.”

“Uh… Yeah…”

When it comes to art, Haru’s seriousness shoots up to 200% from that moment on.

Could it be that she got angry about furries because it was related to art?

“And! You have to look at this, the abs. Firm and lean abs! It’s what differentiates her from the other members.”

“Huh? Now that you mention it, that’s true?”

She had depicted slight abs only on my character, and there was nothing like that on Kana’s and Natsumi’s characters.

The smooth abs seemed to elevate the risqué level of the drawing.

–Waaakya KKKKKKK

–As expected of our teacher.

–Wow, such detail.

“But, Haru, why did you draw yourself so flat-chested?”

Compared to the other members, Haru’s character was drawn with an overwhelmingly smaller chest.

It felt even smaller than her virtual model.

“…It’s accurate.”

–???

–????

–W-What?

“I-I see.”

“A-Are you really big then?!”

Haru suddenly stuttered and asked about my size.

Did she have a trauma related to this? Did I just poke a hornet’s nest…?

“Y-You can’t touch your elbows together, right?!!”

“Huh? Uh… Isn’t that obvious?”

–What?

–That’s not obvious, Eri…

“…Is having big breasts all that matters?”

“What did you say?! What kind of vulgar words are you…!”

Even while bickering, they were both skillfully controlling themselves so as not to hurt each other’s feelings.

Indeed, since my opponent is a natural-born entertainer, it makes it easier for me to broadcast as well.

“Tch… Just play Gartic Phone!”

She clicked her tongue and finally backed down.

Is she just powerlessly collapsing before absolute size?

–Ah, this is hilarious KK

–Haru completely defeated.

–The furry authority is defeated.

Playing Gartic Phone for broadcasters, we took turns drawing.

My prompt was [Prosecutor].

This could be used as a prosecutor in a trial, or I could draw someone who actually uses a sword…

Since the setting of Paradox is fantasy, I should try drawing a sword-wielding prosecutor.

“Eri, what are you drawing? A worm?”

“Hmph… No, it’s not…”

While I was drawing, Haru actively teased me.

Is this revenge for earlier?

–Student

–Rainbow

–Kamen Rider

“No, what’s Kamen Rider? You don’t know this?”

“I really don’t know either, Eri…”

No one could recognize this figure, holding a long stick in one hand and wearing a decent helmet, as a prosecutor.

Eventually, the time ran out, the keyword “prosecutor” appeared, and I could hear the viewers’ sighs.

[Anonymous supporter donated 1,000 won!]

Didn’t all your drawing skills go to LoL? KKKK

“This is a prosecutor…? E-Eri, is there something wrong with your hand?”

“No!! I drew it as best as I could!!”

Haru and the viewers laughed heartily.

Haru’s viewers joined her in mocking my drawing skills.

“H-It’s Haru’s turn. Let’s see how well you draw…!”

As soon as Haru saw the prompt, she started drawing smoothly without a moment’s hesitation.

A bridge over the sea, as tall as a person.

What on earth does this mean…

–Knee

–Leg

–Long legs

[Suspicious Furry2 got it right! -Long legs-]

“Hey, aren’t you going to change your nickname? I told you not to make it obvious you’re a viewer of my channel!!!!”

“Ah, so it’s ‘long legs’ because the legs are as tall as a person?”

It was a surprisingly creatively drawn problem.

We played Gartic Phone a few more times after that, but the only thing that got hurt in the process was my drawing skills.

“Pfft… How is this a horizon?”

“No, if it’s the earth and a flat line, it’s a horizon!”

“It doesn’t look like the earth at all.”

–Haru is 100% right about this one.

–For real ㅋㅋ

–KKKKKKKKKK

Time flew, and it was nearing the end of the broadcast.

The broadcast that started in the afternoon could only end when night fell.

After saying goodbye to the viewers, we stayed on for a bit and talked.

“Unni, you worked hard today.”

“Yeah. You too, Eunseo, you went through a lot.”

Her tension dropped vertically as soon as the broadcast ended.

Is she really a multiple personality?

“…Come visit sometime later.”

“Huh? Where?”

“My place. It’s in Busan.”

Her words, completely devoid of inflection, continuing in a monotone, were chilling.

I heard she lived in the countryside before, so that was Busan.

“I’d love to. Should I bring the others too?”

“No, come alone.”

“…I-Is something wrong?”

“Just because.”

Her answers were truly consistent.

Still, if I meet her in real life, wouldn’t I be able to glimpse her broadcasting tension?

“Then, when should I go?”

“Well. Anytime you’re free is fine.”

“Since it’s Busan, I’ll try to set a time. A day trip might be difficult.”

“Okay.”

As she finished speaking, a deep silence tightened its grip on my breath.

After my MBTI changed to E, I couldn’t stand silences like this.

“Come to think of it, why did you donate so much?”

“…Because your broadcast is fun. And, ‘Suiheisen’ is my favorite song.”

“I also watched your broadcast a lot because it was fun, unni.”

“…I know.”

“?”

I’ve never chatted, so how would she know?

My mind was overflowing with curiosity, but I felt I shouldn’t provoke her any further.

Her off-stream self seems to exude an unidentifiable aura.

Like the inner power of an absolute master, unapproachable…

“You worked hard today, I’m going to go do my personal broadcast now.”

“Ah, yes, yes! You worked hard~”

Ding-

While eating dinner, I checked her broadcast again.

Because I consider her the most entertaining person who doesn’t cross the line.

***

Ka-talk!

(Hyeona) : Finished editing the first video!

(Me) : Already? It’s only been two days since I sent it…?

I had asked her to edit the debut video well and cut out only the highlights.

I thought it would take several days to add subtitles and do other things.

Less than two days after I sent it, she sent the video.

(Me) : I’ll check it and contact you right away!

(Hyeona) : Yep!

She’s so enthusiastic in chat.

When I talked to her on the phone, she sounded like she was about to collapse.

[“I like you. I like you! I like you…”]

The intro was very light and transitioned smoothly, making it pleasant to watch from the start.

The video length was 9 minutes and 41 seconds. I should deposit about 300,000 won, right?

(Me) : I watched the video, it’s great~! I think the intro and outro are really good.

I immediately sent the money.

I could have saved it up and sent it all at once, but I felt like I would forget if I didn’t send it right away.

(Hyeona) : Thank you! Then shall we start on the next video right away?

(Me) : Yes. ‘It’s my first time, is it okay?’ Please do it with this one~

Without needing me to set the edit points, she did it all herself, so my job was done just by pointing out the video.

“Is this how CEO Miyu feels?”

Was this how the CEO, who has Rea under her, felt?

Having a competent person help me definitely made work progress much smoother.

The thumbnail I requested from the company also arrived just in time, so I should upload the video.

I hadn’t decided on an upload date and time, but that could be figured out later.

My channel, cold with only the ‘Manchangok’ cover video uploaded.

Today is the day this channel gets an emergency blood transfusion.

“The title is, um…”

***

After mulling over it for tens of minutes, I filtered it down to a single title.

[I like you. I like you. I like you.]

Well, since the title and intro connect, wouldn’t people find it fun?

After the video upload finished, I lazed around reading a book.

To be precise, it wasn’t literary fiction, but a light novel.

Ka-talk!

Huh, is Hyeona asking something?

(Kim Yujin) : Come tomorrow.

(Me) : Huh?

(Kim Yujin) : Come to Busan tomorrow.

(Me) : Huh?

Buzz-

[010-xxxx-oooo]

A call is even coming from an unknown number.

I composed my flustered heart and answered the phone.

Just in case, it could be someone related to the recording studio.

“Please come down tomorrow.”

“Uh, Yujin unni?”

“Yeah.”

“How did you get my number?”

“I asked Rea.”

“……”

I don’t know why she’s suddenly acting like this.

It’s already been several days since our joint broadcast… if it had been the day after, I might have understood.

“So, are you coming or not?”

I had wanted to visit Busan at least once, but I didn’t expect the opportunity to come so suddenly.

“But, is there a reason you’re suddenly calling me?”

“…My right wrist and leg are broken, so I need someone.”

“Huh? What happened?”

“I fell down the stairs.”

She recently posted a notice about a long hiatus, so I wondered if something had happened.

So that was because her wrist was broken.

Well, if her wrist is broken, her condition would be bad, and she wouldn’t be able to do her main content.

“Well, I don’t have anything else to do… I’ll go down. Ah, right. Can I still broadcast there?”

“Yeah. You can use my equipment.”

“Alright~ Please send me the address~”

Click-

It’s my first time going to Busan, but since it’s a winter beach, it’ll probably be cold, right?

I opened my closet and packed some thick clothes.

Just in case they get dirty, packing about 3 outfits should be enough.

(Kim Yujin) : Haeundae-gu, Busan…

My first trip to Busan.

With an excited heart, I booked a train ticket.

“It’s my first time in Busan, I should share a lot of stories when I get back~”