“…Well then, that concludes the Q&A session.”
“Thank you…”
The brief question period came to an end.
Of course, before that, I had offered an excuse, something to the effect of, “No, no, that’s not it at all! I was merely mid-broadcast, expressing my gratitude for the Constellations’ sponsorships with a reaction, since they particularly enjoy such things.” However, the others didn’t seem entirely convinced.
‘Damn it.’
–My Mom Looks Like a Woman: They’re selling us out for this.
–Who Cares: No, but seriously, getting caught mid-reaction is absolutely hilarious, lol.
–Don’t Swear: Just accept it. It seems like it’d be easier, lol.
–Primate GOAT: But have you actually given birth? That was incredibly realistic.
–Primate GOAT has been banned.
“I don’t have kids. Now shut up, it’s embarrassing.”
–Feel-Good Potion has sponsored 10 Coins!
–Sponsor Message: They got all excited doing the reaction themselves, then banned people for it. If that’s not hilarious, give it a thumbs up, lol.
–Wheelchair Best Driver: Starting with me, lol.
–Who Cares: Thumbs up, lol.
–Feel-Good Potion has been banned.
–Wheelchair Best Driver has been banned.
–Who Cares has been banned.
“From now on, I’m banning all related conversation. Everyone, please just shut up. Please.”
–My Mom Looks Like a Woman: Why should I?
–Pulled Out a Mountain: For real, lol. Be embarrassed for the rest of your life.
–Ruthless Dumpling Slayer: I’ve already clipped it and uploaded it, lol. Good luck with that.
“You motherfucker?”
[Broadcast Management – Clip Management]
Description: Adds a function to manage your broadcast clips.
Price: 50 Coins
I purchased the Clip Management feature from the store.
Upon entering the clip window, I saw my reaction already uploaded as a clip.
“Please don’t upload things like this; it’s embarrassing. This needs to be deleted…”
Wait a minute.
Why are the views like this?
[Title: Legendary Childbirth Reaction + Caught Mid-Reaction]
[Creator: Ruthless Dumpling Slayer]
[Views: 588]
[Comments: 14]
It’s already been viewed this many times?
I checked the comments.
–Two Hands: No, this truly is legendary, lol.
–To Think: Are they broadcasting right now? What kind of person are they?
–Wolf Momma: I saw them on another stream earlier, swinging around a goddamn (literally) club.
–Plant Lovers: This person just started streaming, but they’re seriously hilarious, lol.
–To Think: No, but getting caught mid-reaction and freezing up like that is seriously belly-splittingly funny, lol.
Hmm…
“…This is actually pretty good?”
While it was embarrassing, the views were nearing 600, and the comments were largely positive.
Originally, I was mortified because other people saw it, but I didn’t care if the Constellations watched.
More viewers would be good. I could grow.
‘And they say once you reach a certain level, you can easily earn money by just ‘clicking’ on a Gate.’
By selling the magic stones dropped by slain monsters, one could easily make money.
Hunters who had already grown beyond a certain level were said to tackle Gates as casually as going for a stroll, then live lavishly off the money from selling magic stones and their bounty. I’d seen it on the internet.
Apparently, it was because the hunters’ power levels had surpassed that of the Gates.
In any case, the plan was to heavily attract Constellations early on to earn Coins, and then use those Coins to grow, eventually allowing me to live a wealthy life.
Since new viewers would clearly be drawn in by this clip, deleting it would be a poor decision.
“…Please make more clips like this in the future.”
On the contrary, I should encourage more frequent activity so that the Constellations would see them and join.
“Ah, first, I’ll buy some other things.”
[Broadcast Screen – Split Function]
Description: Adds a function to split the broadcast screen (does not affect reality).
Price: 50 Coins
[Broadcast Function – Mission Feature]
Description: Adds a function to set missions via sponsorship (failure or refusal provides 10% of the mission success amount).
Price: 50 Coins
I purchased these features to provide a better broadcast experience.
Perhaps because of what I had shown so far, there were no negative reactions even after purchasing these features.
–Wheelchair Best Driver: The mission feature is definitely a good call, lol.
–Why My Hometown: I’m already excited to see what they’ll show with the split screen function.
–Don’t Swear: I have no idea what they’re planning to do.
–Feel-Good Potion: I want to try a mission, lol.
–Feel-Good Potion has initiated a 100 Coin Mission!
–Mission Content: Childbirth reaction again, go go.
–Time Limit: 10 minutes
[Accept/Decline]
–Declined.
–Feel-Good Potion has been banned.
After hitting decline, I banned them for one minute.
“You crazy bastard, we’re still at the Association!”
That was right. I was still at the Association.
It was a naturally obvious fact, as I hadn’t yet registered as a Hunter.
Of course, Hanna Mi had offered to do it for me.
But I declined. If I had stayed with her any longer, I genuinely felt I would die of embarrassment. Even being in the same space felt awkward.
“Anyway, from now on, I won’t do reactions unless I’m at home, so just know that.”
–Wheelchair Best Driver: What a shame, lol.
–Pulled Out a Mountain: So we won’t get to see a scene like that again.
–Not an Octopus: Your. Face. Red. Like a beet. Was cute.
–Not an Octopus has been banned.
“Please, for the love of god, fix that old-timer way of speaking.”
While the others were just regular trolls, this ‘Not an Octopus’ bastard was a legendary roleplayer.
Damn, they’re cramming their persona into every single chat message. They’re not even a real old-timer.
Descending the stairs while conversing with the Constellations, the lobby of the Hunter Association came into view.
‘Even seeing it again, it’s truly magnificent.’
Rather than a public institution, it resembled the lobby of a luxurious hotel.
In reality, there was a hunter-exclusive restaurant and accommodations above, so it did serve a similar purpose to a hotel lobby.
The Hunter registration area was a little further from here.
I was moving past the lobby to register as a Hunter.
“That’s them, right? The one who used that weird weapon at the sudden Gate earlier.”
“Probably. How many people look like that?”
“They do look really pretty, though.”
“But their weapon is a bit… perverted, perhaps?”
“When they were fighting earlier, they kept muttering to themselves.”
“Must be someone with mental issues.”
“I kind of want to take care of them…”
“?”
People whispering amongst themselves, staring at me.
‘Why are they doing that when I can hear everything?’
Because of my weapon, I was being mistaken for a pervert.
“This is all your fault! You keep typing weird chat messages, and I mutter in response, making me look like a crazy person!”
–Who Cares: ?
–Feel-Good Potion: Don’t blame others, no no.
–Don’t Swear: Did someone hold a knife to your throat and force you to communicate so much?
–Why My Hometown: For real, lol. You don’t actually have to talk during combat.
“Oh, so that’s how it was? No wonder it felt like I was the only one talking.”
Although people continued to whisper after seeing me converse with the Constellations, I casually ignored them and proceeded to the Hunter registration area.
****
“Hunter registration is complete. Here is your Hunter license.”
“Yes, thank you.”
The Hunter registration itself didn’t take long.
Simply putting an item into the inventory and taking it out was all it took. Since only Hunters could use the inventory, it was a straightforward process.
“The Hunter examination is downstairs.”
The Hunter examination.
It was a test to defeat the monsters that appeared in the examination hall.
They said they weren’t real monsters, but rather dummies created using cutting-edge magic engineering, though I wasn’t entirely sure.
I’d read online that it consisted of a total of ten stages. Beyond that, it was supposedly difficult even with the power of magic engineering.
–Pulled Out a Mountain: Can I set a mission?
“Missions are fine anytime. As long as they’re not weird.”
–Pulled Out a Mountain has initiated a 100 Coin Mission!
–Mission Content: Clear Stage 1 with no hits.
–Time Limit: 1 hour
[Accept/Decline]
Stage 1 involved ten goblins. I’d seen it on the internet.
“Of course I’ll do this.”
I’ll go for it, come what may.
In the first place, I had Hephaestus’s Club. Even a single hit would slow them down and inflict confusion, so failure was practically impossible.
…Or so I had once thought.
“I have to use *this*?”
Until I was told to use the standard-issue equipment.
“Yes. We kindly ask for your cooperation for a fair examination.”
–Pulled Out a Mountain: Lol, you weren’t seriously planning to use your usual weapon, were you?
–Go Paralympic Master: Seriously, this level of trying to get an easy ride is unmatched.
–Can’t Lift Mjolnir: This is a truly safe asset, lol.
–Who Cares: Honestly, I think the mission will fail?
For a moment, the word “shut up” almost escaped my lips, but I barely managed to swallow it down after seeing the Association employee.
‘I almost screwed up big time.’
I almost ended up being rumored as a genuine lunatic within the Association.
‘Though I suspect the rumor might already be out.’
They had promised to keep the childbirth reaction a secret, but I wasn’t sure if that would actually hold true. I’d have to be more careful in the future.
“I can choose a weapon from these, right?”
“Yes, please choose whichever weapon you are most comfortable with.”
The equipment storage contained all sorts of weapons: swords, spears, bows, staffs, clubs, and more.
I had never learned how to use weapons requiring skill, like swords or spears, so I didn’t even glance at them.
As I didn’t know how to use magic, staffs were out.
My hand naturally reached for a club.
Since the weapon I currently used was a club anyway, there was no particular reason to choose a different one.
I picked up a club and completed my preparations.
There was armor available, but I decided not to wear it, fearing it would hinder my movements.
“If you’re ready, we’ll begin immediately.”
“Yes. Please start.”
The mission: clear Stage 1 without taking a single hit from ten goblins.
It was time to show them what I could do.
