Huff huff….
Maybe it took about 30 minutes.
I barely managed to throw Yane at Menelapie to stop her.
There was a little mishap where Yane’s spine folded and then straightened, but in the end, no one died or got hurt.
Yane?
She’s strong, so she’s fine.
She heals fast, too.
“Fuck!”
“Hey, watch your language!”
Anyway, thanks Yane.
Thanks to your sacrifice, Menelapie regained her senses!
However, it seems my gratitude wasn’t fully conveyed, as Yane went back to her mom and started whining again.
Boohoooo!!
“Oh no, did Shia bully you again?”
“I wasn’t bullied, Mom.”
By the way, Yane has been whining to her mom a lot lately.
It’s my mom, but Yane keeps acting like I’m her mom.
Ugh, thanks to the streamer, we lived! LOL
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
The broadcast is super scary! LOL
When I barely managed to calm Menelapie down and came back, it seemed that the whole process was broadcasted live for the viewers.
When I checked later, the drone camera was so smart, it automatically set up cinematic angles, making me feel like I was watching a comedy movie or sitcom rather than a live broadcast.
“Haha, sorry…”
Wait, am I the one who’s supposed to be sorry?
“Nope, not really sorry at all!”
[?]
[M-m-m-madmen!]
“Come to think of it, you guys wanted to see Menelapie and Yane more than me, and that’s how this mess happened!”
[Are you blaming this on us?]
[LOL]
[But Yane can’t help being awesome.]
[Was that for real? The Hero and the Gallery Master scripted this and went wild!? LOL]
[Ah, LOL]
[But I can’t be sure, LOL]
[Are you ignoring the forced collab with the hero right now?]
Fortunately, it ended as a funny incident, but without joking, Menelapie might have wanted to kill the sad viewers.
Most of the viewers probably thought of it as scripted or a concept, but…
I can’t be sure that Menelapie, who loses her cool and goes completely crazy when it comes to things related to me, wouldn’t actually want to kill someone.
It seems like she also had a target and was flying in a definite direction…
“Hmm, but what should we do today?”
[Right?]
[Aren’t you thinking?]
[The streamer didn’t even think about it? LOL]
“But… eating orc pork belly… sounds boring…”
[No, isn’t someone missing it?]
[It’s not bad, right?]
[You ate it well before]
“Back then, I most enjoyed the fried Bladed Centipede. Should I go eat that again?”
[Aaaaah, stop!]
[What? You’re going to eat that again??]
[I saw Shia’s stream, and she stuffed the Gallery Master with centipede fries and then threw up, LOL]
[LOL!]
Honestly, there’s hardly any food that I find bad.
Aside from that horrible, greasy, and disgusting butter orc pork belly I once failed at, there’s been nothing I actually disliked.
But isn’t a broadcast supposed to show new things every day?
So this is what content 고민 is all about.
I’ve now been streaming for over half a year.
At first, I just randomly went hunting monsters and cooking whatever came to me, but now it’s time to think about something constructive and delicious for cooking.
Ding ding!
At that moment, my smartwatch let out a pretty loud alarm.
“Guys, hold on a second.”
[Mom where are you? Mom where are you? Mom where are you? Mom where are you? Mom where are you? Mom where are you?]
[Show us the Seongnyeok pouch before you go!]
[Run?]
[When you come back, bring me Melona!]
[No, no, show us Yane!]
[Yay! Yane!]
[Hey, if the streamer cries again, we’re really done! LOL]
[What can I do? I’m going to see Yane!]
Normally, I’d apply a manner mode while streaming, but since the alarm rang loud enough to break through that, it must mean an important message from the Hunter Association or the Returnee Management Bureau.
Back when I was around, smartphones couldn’t filter important messages; they only silenced or vibrated all at once, but it seems the world has changed quite a bit with smartwatches filtering important messages automatically.
『This message has been sent only to A-grade hunters and above.』
As soon as I saw the message, I cocked my head.
Only to A-grade and above hunters?
Is there a national emergency or something?
No, in such a case, usually, all broadcasts would switch to emergency broadcasts, and immediate sirens would sound outside to evacuate the citizens.
『Congratulations! You have been given the opportunity to board the Hunter Train…』
“Ugh, what is this, spam.”
I deleted the message from my smartwatch immediately.
“Sorry. Sorry.”
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[Loyalty, loyalty]
“What’s up? What were you doing?”
As soon as I arrived, the chat rooms suddenly began to rapidly fill up.
What’s going on? They aren’t seriously trying to spout nonsense about wanting to see Yane again, are they?
[‘KawaiiHorned’ donated 50,000 won!]
What was that message about?
“What? Are you trying to change the subject? But for 50,000 won, I can rearrange my words!”
[LOL]
[I couldn’t have rearranged it for 5,000 won.]
I’m nice, so I just let it slide.
“Nothing big, just got some weird spam about the Hunter Train, so I deleted it.”
[?]
[Huh?]
[What?]
[Huh?]
[Don’t pull my leg.]
[‘JejuCitrusCookiewow102’ donated 10,000 won!]
LOL what a nut!
What’s going on with these guys?
[Is the streamer a returnee?]
[As a returnee, how could you not know? LOL]
[But isn’t that important information from the Hunter Association? You just ignored it?]
[For real LOL]
“?”
What’s up with their reactions?
Seeing so many hooks being caught, did I do something weird?
I can’t really think of anything that I did wrong…
[‘KawaiiHorned’ donated 10,000 won!]
Hunter Train: A gigantic multinational national project pushed by various countries and the International Hunter Association, starting in Busan, Korea, passing through the Eurasian continent, and leading to Europe. It explores the broken paths and lands cut off by gates…
“Stop it. Stop. Can someone summarize it in three sentences? So what’s the conclusion?”
[The Hunter Train takes hunters and travels around specific continents, breaking gates and dungeons, cleaning up monsters that have strayed out.]
“Ah, I see.”
Still, despite all their fuss, it didn’t seem that significant.
Well, it does sound attractive.
Not just dungeons and monsters limited to Korea but also being able to hunt dungeons and monsters from various countries like a trip around the world could be a significant money-making opportunity for capable hunters.
But I could do that even while being in Korea.
There’s really no need to bother taking the Hunter Train.
From what I gathered vaguely from the explanation, it seems like they’ll be eating and sleeping on the train while traveling and hunting monsters, but having to sleep on a train gives me a pretty bad image.
That Indian overnight train… cramped spaces with people everywhere, dirty. Criminals targeting foreign travelers, watching them until they fall asleep, like surrounding them.
Of course, as a Seongnyeo, I shouldn’t hold any prejudices, but the image itself is hard to shake.
And making money by hunting various monsters doesn’t really appeal to me that much.
Just in Korea, there are plenty of dungeons and monsters around. If I’m short on cash, I could just sweep by the Kurtala Mountains and collect wyverns quickly.
Although the problem is that most of it goes to my food expenses.
“But what’s so special about the Hunter Train…”
[That’s a prize of 2 trillion won.]
“……….?”
What?
Did I hear that wrong?
It feels like I saw an unrealistically high amount….
I had a deep sleep.
“Did I not sleep enough? Well, even if I’m in a doll’s body, my soul is human, so no matter how little I sleep, I can only hold out for about a week…”
Right, if it’s a dream, let it be a dream.
It was a good dream.
At one time, Shia and I looked down on the world we saved from a beautiful flower field.
Annoyingly, the dreadful hero was there too, but still, it felt nice to be with the three of us.
Back then, I really felt I could die without a care in the world.
If Shia heard that, she’d say, “Why would you want to die? Look at how many delicious things there are in the world. Even if you die, I’d bring you back” full of jokes and sincerity.
“Sigh… I want to have a good dream for a long time.”
As I raised my body, heavier than wet cotton, reality felt harsh and cold, making me want to turn away from the dream.
Unlike the world we saved, this place had been destroyed by that damned Black Dragon, leaving nothing behind.
The clear blue sky had turned black due to the dead spirits, blocking out all the sunlight, and the life and vegetation that should have grown on the ground rotted in the dead earth without rooting.
The only living thing in the black earth was the Black Dragon, surrounded by me and my dolls, being disassembled alive.
ROOOAAARRRR!!!!
“Ugh, so loud…”
While my dolls move at my gesture, each one has its own intelligence.
It seems I succeeded in halfway mixing the noisy black lizard while I was asleep.
As long as I inject magic into it, its broken body will automatically recover, so it’s likely to feel unfair yet overwhelming violence from the stupid black dragon.
AAAAAARRRRHHHH! Teresa! Black Witch! I’ll never forgive you!
“Looks like you’ve never felt the fear of death in your life. What a ridiculously loud voice.”
Don’t come! Don’t come!
“If you’re going to toy with the world, you have to pay the price.”
With a snap of my fingers, the threads of magic tied around the body of the Black Dragon.
It seems reluctant to die, struggling like a fish caught in a net, but no matter how much a fish flops, its fate is not to be saved.
THWACK!
The wing that was left only with bones was completely torn apart by the threads of magic. Its claws and nails were plucked out.
It probably can’t even use its breath.
The heart needed to materialize the breath was already invaded by my magic threads, sucking out the magic. The absorbed magic has been used to restore and enhance the dolls it destroyed.
Well, that black dragon came into this place where primitive magic hadn’t even manifested, only to play around and destroy the world—it’s still a dragon, so it must have its uses.
Oh, but are all dragons like that?
They’re all a mess, and even after living for thousands of years, they still act childish, unruly, and utterly clueless.
AAAAAAARRRHHHHHHHH!!!!
Seeing the dolls tearing away its wings and scales, it seems the end is near.
Although it has magic resistance, the dolls with substance have ignored its scales and inflicted wounds, and no matter how many are destroyed, they will flood back almost as if it never happened—it must feel pretty terrifying even from my perspective.
At first, they shot their breath and flew high, causing a ruckus, but after its wings were torn off, I believe the black dragon’s fate was already sealed.
Ah, seeing that neck chopped off means it’s completely finished.
The golden flames that burned fiercely and the swirling waves of fire vanished simultaneously as the light in the black dragon’s eyes faded.
The margin of error is… still too wide. The stability of the reverse circuit isn’t secured yet.
Even after absorbing the mouth of the black dragon, which claimed to have destroyed the continent, and even after killing the source of the plague that brought about the destruction of the world, it’s still not enough.
Sigh…
I never expected that the path to meeting the person I miss would take this long.
It doesn’t matter.
This is the only way for me.
This is my last coin.
This opportunity is my last chance.
I must not waste the final opportunity left to me by my Seongnyeo.
“I miss Shia….”
I really want to touch Shia’s huge boobs.
Just being buried between her warm and cozy flesh would soothe my mind and lead me to forget all the fatigue and pain I’ve felt in my living years…
For a moment, I closed my eyes and recalled the past.
Fortunately, I still remembered Shia’s face.
Yeah, it’s something I can’t forget no matter how hard I try.
I might even miss that damn Emperor too at this rate.
Sigh, Shia…
Crack.
Creek…
I’m really doing poorly.
You’re the only reason I live, but how can I get by without you?
I miss you.
“Ugh… I miss you so much….”
If I meet you again, I’ve probably written thousands of pages just listing what I want to do.
That letter Menelapie sent you, desperately trying to show how she wanted to get along… I can’t even send a joke like that.
As you know, I’m from a noble family that was destroyed long ago, so I’m not really a lady anymore, right?
I’ve decided not to bother with formalities anymore.
So to put it simply….
I’m really doing poorly without you.
I miss you so much.
I want to touch your chest.
I want to breathe the fresh air with you.
I want to go to the warm southern island with the warm southern breeze.
It was nice lying on the beach with you for a nap.
Now that I think about it, it sounds quite nice to go have the Onion Soup of the snow-elves.
Of course, if I suggest going somewhere to eat that weird beef soup or whatever it’s called, I won’t let that slide.
I’ve always thought…
For thousands of years, I’ve met you, but you were always so broody.
Sigh, that broody side of you is honestly somewhat nice…
But anyway, we have to meet to hit, to not hit, right?
Well, anyway…
I miss you a lot.
Really miss you a lot.
[…..]
“Sigh… okay. I’ll get up.”
Creek…!
Eek!
Even if it was hard and tiring, the times we strolled together were lovely, but what remains for me now are only the creaky dolls.
Even though I became a body with no blood, Shia would accept me just the way I am.
Right, instead of Shia, who used to pat my shoulder, now only the stiff dolls are covering the horizon.
Stars…
Colorful starlight…
When do you think in the hues of the universe you’ve arranged, Shia and I will come to dance again?
Will we be able to meet again?
CRACK!
SQUEAK!
CREEK!
CRUNCH!
The dolls collecting the malignant and blood decompositions from the dismembered black dragon’s body creak.
In the beginning, it was spectacular, watching the dolls covering the horizon kill and dismember the dragon as large as a mountain, but now I’m bored of seeing it and feel no particular sentimental feelings about it.
Well, at least the body is useful, so maybe I should turn that into a doll…
“Shia, do you miss me?”
I miss you.
Really…
Really miss you a lot.
Wait for me.
I’ll come for you, no matter what—even if it means annihilating all the stars.
Even if I have to break the frozen starlight.
Even if I have to erase the emptiness.
I will definitely come to you.
