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Last night, after finishing the short test stream, I explained the plan I had co up with to Claire and Alice, then went to sleep.

To be honest, I never thought the stream would go well from the start. No matter how pretty or fitting soone is for a character, it’s not easy for viewer numbers to grow unless word of the stream spreads.

Besides, yesterday’s stream didn’t even have proper lighting—it was just turning on the smartphone cara and winging it. With no setup, people weren’t likely to gather. Even a pretty person doesn’t look great on cara without lighting.

But still, the number of people who ca into our room yesterday hit double digits. And the first digit wasn’t a one.

After the stream ended, I looked it up and found that screenshots of the three of us had been posted online.

It was in that gallery I used to browse often in this world. It made sense—people who liked Azerna Chronicles would naturally be there. Judging by the posts, it looked like the viewers had co after seeing those screenshots.

For a mont, I considered logging into the account I used to use here and revealing, “I’m the one who did that stream.” But that seed risky in too many ways.

That gallery forbids socializing. I was a well-known fixed-nickna user, but if I used that as a way to promote my stream, people would jump at the chance to mob . On top of that, I had stirred up quite a bit of drama under that nickna before.

Now that my identity had conveniently been reset, there was no need to drag out my dark history just to get a tiny bit of promotion.

Second, I saw potential.

It was just once, but soone had actually donated during that short stream.

Donations in online streaming are generally ant to get the strear’s attention. So if we keep doing cosplay—well, to be precise, it wasn’t cosplay but just us being ourselves—then with so effort, it could help with our financial situation.

Well, if it didn’t work out, we could always sell off the stuff we prepared as secondhand goods and try to find part-ti jobs.

Anyway, the plan I explained to the two of them was that we should try streaming consistently and diligently for a while. Claire and Alice seed to agree. Claire looked like she was just enjoying the whole situation, and Alice seed a bit reassured when I ntioned it might help our livelihood.

“But why would people give us money just for watching us talk?”

“You know how there are people who sing on the street? It’s the sa as dropping coins into the hat in front of them. Plus, when they donate, they get the right to say sothing directly and make it stand out.”

“That’s what it is?”

I gave Alice that explanation, and though she made a strange expression, she didn’t object to what we were trying to do.

So the next day, we decided to go a bit farther out to buy what we needed for the gaming stream.

And in the process, I ran into sothing I completely didn’t expect.

“...Where did this co from?”

“It was in my wallet.”

What Alice showed was, unbelievably, an ID card.

That’s right. It was the sa kind of resident registration card that had appeared when I crossed into this world—one that said “Sylvia Fangryphon,” with the na order just flipped into Korean style.

Naturally, hers said “Alice Fangryphon.”

“I’ve got one too.”

Claire said that and handed over her card, which said “Claire Grace.”

We’d bought their wallets when we bought clothes. They should’ve only had transit cards inside.

But both of them had ID cards showing adult ages.

“Did sothing get adjusted when we ca over?”

At Alice’s words, I paused to think.

“...Maybe it’s because the goddess governs ‘Order.’”

I wasn’t sure if that goddess governed this world too, but the appearance of , Claire, and Alice in this world definitely broke its order.

And if we just showed up and left gaps unfilled, it would create all kinds of issues. People wouldn’t know where the two of them ca from or how they got here.

So an explanation had to be created. And between simply making us Koreans or marking us as “illegal immigrants,” the forr obviously created fewer holes. Being undocunted doesn’t an you don’t have a nationality.

Rather than inventing where we ca from, how we settled here, and all the rest, it was simpler to just have us processed as Korean. Since we’re all from another world anyway, whatever nationality we have would co with contradictions.

“The Goddess of Order is making it so we blend into this world?”

“It wouldn’t be strange to think that.”

This translation is the intellectual property of Novelight.

“So the longer we stay here, the farther we might get from the world we used to live in?”

“......”

Surely, as ti passes, the Goddess of Order might try to fill in our “missing pieces.” She’s soone who once tried to consu an entire world just to build the orderly world she desired.

Maybe from her point of view, this world is already perfect. Not ideal, but a world governed by a single principle—physics. Though ironically, the biggest hole was created when she dragged over here.

“But in that case, the solution is simple.”

I answered Alice.

“As long as we don’t forget who we are, that’s enough.”

“And if we spread the fact that we are who we are to others, that’s even better.”

Claire, who had been listening, jumped in.

“We just need to live in a way that makes it obvious we don’t belong in this world—so much so that the Goddess of Order would hate it. That’s what you an, right, sis?”

“Exactly.”

“...I see.”

So basically, we just have to keep doing what I did with Claire when we shattered that illusion the goddess had made.

We have to stand out as much as possible, showing as many people as we can that sothing is off.

“You really seem to enjoy going against the goddess, don’t you?”

Alice said that, looking at my face.

*

What we bought was an external capture card, a microphone, a mic stand to hold it in place, and a monitor.

Lighting turned out to be expensive and surprisingly tricky to set up, so we decided to stream without it for now and adjust later if needed.

And then...

“She’s really drawn on the cover.”

“You said you didn’t know you ca from a ga, right?”

“That is correct.”

It was the latest installnt of Azerna Chronicles.

Just like people had said—shockingly, I was drawn on the cover.

Right next to Leo.

“She kind of looks different from the real you, though.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. This version looks a bit colder.”

“...It doesn’t look like ?”

“Yeah. The one drawn here looks way colder than you.”

“True. It’s not quite your vibe... Oh.”

Alice, who had been agreeing from the side, suddenly went quiet as if sothing clicked.

Maybe she rembered what I was like when I was a child. Back then, I lived while hiding my emotions even more than I do now.

[Claire figured it out exactly]

[Already exposed as mid-tier trash LOL]

The chat started flying in as viewers watched us looking at the ga package and talking.

...Wait. Are they saying that even in the ga, my personality is just a persona?

What kind of character am I in the ga?

“Anyway, today we’ll be playing the latest Azerna Chronicles title. I’ve never played this ga before, so please refrain from posting spoilers. If I see one, I’ll ban on sight.”

With that, I opened the ga package.

*

The opening sequence of the ga felt incredibly familiar.

“Oh, this is when we first entered the academy.”

[???]

[What the heck? Is that really the concept they’re going with? LOL]

[LOLOLOLOL]

That’s right.

Before the stream, I told the two of them—

Since we decided not to hide anything, we might as well say whatever cos to mind while playing the ga.

People who don’t believe us will think we’re just roleplaying as the characters no matter what we do.

And even if just one person out of all of them ends up actually believing us—what does it matter?

That’s exactly what we’re aiming for.

The only problem—

“[Un...nie, Sylvia un...nie, right?]”

—The only problem was that, as always, this ga wasn’t fully voice-acted.

And since it wasn’t fully voiced, so of the lines only appeared as text.

Which ant I had to read them out loud myself.

I told the worried Claire and Alice I’d do the reading without thinking much of it, but this was way more embarrassing than I expected.

“Unnie, did you really an to stamr right there?”

“I don’t think there were any ellipses in that line.”

[LOLOLOLOL]

[She’s embarrassed LOL]

[Exactly like Sylvia in the ga /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ LOL]

[So in character LOL]

......

Should I just quit?

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