The first thing Ha-eun felt at the sight of Diah’s swimsuit fan art was confusion.
The second was embarrassnt.
And the third, final feeling that bubbled up inside her was…
“…Do people actually… like this?”
The chat responded instantly:
**- Yep.
Definitely.
Can’t get enough.
A connoisseur’s delight.
Diah’s stunned lol.
(shock) (confusion)
Her pupils are literally shaking.
Is she too innocent to understand?**
Overco with curiosity, Ha-eun scrolled down to the comnts section of the post.
Comnts (Sorted by Most Recent)
**- (Smirking emoji of a fan)
(Fan emoji aggressively licking)
Wow.
Saving this for later appreciation.
(Fan emoji laughing slyly)
(Thumbs-up SD Diah emoji)
So, when are we getting swimsuit dakimakuras?
Incredible.
Do you take commissions?**
Ha-eun blinked at the screen, unsure of how to process the flood of enthusiasm.
“…It’s… pretty, I guess?”
The chat erupted again.
**- Fifth request to see the fan art again.
So many talented fans out there.
There’s lots of other gorgeous ones too!
(Huge licking tongue emoji) x5
Please, Diah, release a swimsuit edition in 3D. It’s a lifelong wish.**
Ha-eun recalled how, during her VTuber debut prep, she had researched what kinds of illustrations fans liked.
But no amount of research had prepared her for this level of enthusiasm.
All it took was a change of outfit—a swimsuit, no less—and the fans were losing their minds.
Wasn’t this a little too much?
“Maybe it’s because they’re seeing a side of Diah they don’t usually get to see…”
Ha-eun was aware that her primary audience leaned toward preferences for this sort of content, but she didn’t fully understand why.
Clack-clack-clack.
She hastily typed out a reply to the post.
Diah: “It’s beautifully drawn. Please make more of Diah in other outfits next ti~.”
Leaving a short comnt and a like, she prepared to move on to another fan art post, recalling the counselor’s advice to relax more during streams.
- Ding.
[ekdus7 has donated $50,000!]
ssage: Please do 10 seconds of eye contact.
Ha-eun froze mid-click. The donation amount was significant enough to catch her attention—but it was the userna that really made her pause.
“Eye contact? Seriously?”
Caught between clicking another post and avoiding the swimsuit fan art she’d just seen, Ha-eun found herself in an awkward, no-win situation.
- Ding.
[ekdus7 has donated $50,000!]
ssage: Ah.
- Ding.
[ekdus7 has donated $50,000!]
ssage: Eye.
- Ding.
[ekdus7 has donated $50,000!]
ssage: Con.
- Ding.
[ekdus7 has donated $50,000!]
ssage: Tact!!!!!
A cascade of donations followed, making the chat and donation feed explode.
[Anon donated $1,000!]
ssage: Diah’s being bullied LOL.
**- Absolute mad lad.
They really love that swimsuit fan art, huh?
Respect.
Can’t even ban them; they’re a big spender.
Let’s gooooo!**
Ha-eun had had enough.
Her face burned as the realization hit her: Da-yeon, who had now seen the fan art, was behind this.
“You. Get out.”
With a few swift clicks, Ha-eun kicked ekdus7 from the stream, making it the first ban in Diah’s streaming history.
**- LOL they got kicked!
Diah’s angry!
RIP to the 250,000 KRW they spent.
She’s furious! LMAO.
Can’t bla her though.**
After banning Da-yeon, Ha-eun moved on to explore other fan art posts.
Unfortunately, several posts featured illustrations as bold—or even more so—than the swimsuit one.
Her plans for a relaxing, low-effort stream crumbled as her heart raced every ti one of Diah’s "unexpected sides" appeared on screen, prompting ecstatic reactions from the fans.
“Why, WHY are there so many of these?!”
**- ㅗㅜㅑ.
Isn’t this going to get the stream flagged? LOL.
Absolute chaos.
Poor Diah. She’s losing it.
This is bullying at this point.
Soone save her!
Diah’s about to quit streaming LOL.**
Unable to handle the barrage, Ha-eun began closing posts the mont she suspected they were risqué.
“My heart is racing way too fast… If I keep looking at this stuff, I might have to move to the spirit realm for good….”
The chat, for once, showed concern:
**- Don’t leave us, Diah!
Is it a heart condition?
Honestly, so of these were over the top.
If you go to the spirit realm, take with you!**
Ha-eun used the fans’ concern as an opportunity to steer the stream toward tar territory, focusing on wholeso fan art.
As she browsed lighter, more codic art, she began to genuinely relax.
Many of the posts recreated morable monts from her streams.
“Oh, this one’s from my first Battle Island stream! They drew the exploding motorcycle so well.”
**- That stream was like watching Mad Max.
Did you train to go pro in Battle Island?
Even the railgun respected Diah’s skills!
Seeing live trash-talking in a ga was gold.**
With every fan art she viewed, Ha-eun’s mood lifted. The calm enjoynt her counselor had recomnded was finally kicking in.
The fan art exploration lasted another hour, feeling far less hectic than her usual gaming streams.
By the ti she wrapped up, her throat felt noticeably less strained—a small but aningful improvent.
Ending with her signature goodbye, Ha-eun shut down the stream.
For once, she still had so energy left.
She briefly considered studying, reading her script for The Sunshine, preparing for the Song Festival, or even reviewing Yena’s cover song feedback.
But Jung-yoon’s earlier words rang in her ears:
“Rest at ho!”
“...Okay.”
For the first ti in years, Ha-eun lay down in bed with energy to spare.
“Hmm…”
It had been so long since she’d simply rested that the feeling felt foreign.
For a fleeting mont, she stared at the ceiling, her mind blissfully blank, before sleep swept over her.
The dream she had that night eluded her mory.
But she woke up refreshed, feeling lighter than she had in months.
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