Chapter 51
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[Author: Bolrendrelong]
[Title: If You Watched the News, Start Here]
A story goes that when an unworthy ruler declares themselves as the Celestial Emperor and establishes their own era, the Fox God sends down a woman of absolute beauty to bring their nation to ruin.
I really like that story.
(Animated gif of Wakamo standing amidst machine gun fire from the news)
Is this the level of modern weaponry…?
Humans gained guns and became weaker.
(Animated gif of terrorists obediently picking up trash as Wakamo forgives them)
“I don’t use skills like charm.”
Is this the face of mercy…?
Does it make sense to order terrorists to pick up trash?
Are they too weak to even be seen as threats, like stray cats?
(Footage from a restaurant CCTV showing Wakamo)
Even with a sword lodged in her head, there’s zero damage.
Well, that’s because it’s not her real body, you fools.
And yet, the fact that they’re all alive is terrifying.
What’s with petting an assassin like they’re adorable?
-Collector = Target. Brace yourself…
-When the moderator said the Fist King was incredibly strong, it wasn’t an exaggeration.
ㄴ I genuinely understand the pinnacle of Japan’s power now.
ㄴ Moderator’s words: “If we had fought longer, I would’ve lost.” Truly Japan’s pride…
-Assassins, take pride in this. Wakamo Inarizushi is the embodiment of Far Eastern martial arts itself!
-The idea that modern weapons work on Climbers…
ㄴ There was a time we believed that too.
-Shall we revert China back to the Zhou dynasty era?
-Is de-aging trending now? Seventeen is too young—should I make it 1,000 years instead?
ㄴ Isn’t it more like they forgot a zero?
-Isn’t she the very incarnation of Daji?
-Watching her smile after being attacked in the capital made me shiver.
ㄴ And yet, amidst all that, you could hear the moderator’s voice cheerfully say, “I saw this in a Hong Kong movie!”
ㄴ LOL, they’re literally shooting at her while she says that.
ㄴ (Meme of wearing 3D glasses with “It’s like watching real gunfire!” caption)
-Isn’t this straight out of a superhero movie?
-So the Red Pill VTuber isn’t Daji? Got it.
“Don’t ask about the past.”
-I think I understand. Upvote.
ㄴ I shouldn’t have asked. I feel like I wouldn’t even get my investment back, so I’ll stay quiet.
ㄴ Please remain as our beloved mom forever….
-How dare you mock this Wakamo? Unforgivable. Collector, I will kill you!
-Is this the superwoman of absolute beauty, Asia’s living legend…?
ㄴ Taigong Wang couldn’t kill her in the end either.
ㄴ Was she around when Japan got nuked too?
ㄴ If so, isn’t that the ultimate disaster?
Shortly after Wakamo departed for China, breaking news spread about a terrorist attack in downtown Shanghai, China’s new capital.
In a world where there’s CCTV everywhere—especially in Shanghai, where it’s practically impossible to find a spot not under surveillance due to the government’s monitoring network—the footage was vividly captured and released in the news.
Was the Chinese government trying to broadcast their fear of Wakamo to the world? Or did someone accidentally leak the footage while reviewing it during the police investigation?
The government quickly tried to suppress the information, fearing the Chairman’s wrath, but once something spreads on the internet, stopping it is nearly impossible.
The footage showed Wakamo stepping out into the hallway from a private room in a high-end restaurant, as if she had anticipated the arrival of assassins.
A Fighter unleashed a fierce barrage of attacks at close range, but Wakamo stood motionless, lifting the attacker like a rag doll.
The moment her arms were restrained, attacks came from above and behind, piercing her body—but no blood was shed. She stood tall.
Casually pulling an enemy into a backhug and folding them in half, she even returned the sword lodged in her head with a smile full of kindness, though it was hard to miss the underlying eeriness.
An assassin clung to her, furiously attacking with the intent to kill, but Wakamo merely flicked her fingers, causing their arms and legs to fall off in a grotesque display.
Another assassin, struggling to endure, burst into flames and collapsed, as if spontaneously combusting, though the brilliant white flames unmistakably belonged to Wakamo.
Finally, a Wizard appeared at the end of the hallway, casting every spell in their arsenal.
Deadly curses that should have been fatal rained down, but Wakamo approached unharmed, patting the Wizard’s head as if they were adorable, leaving them trembling and losing control of their bowels on the spot.
Comments ridiculed the Chinese assassins for trying this despite having seen how the Japanese spellcasters were defeated.
But those unfamiliar with Wakamo expressed fear, wondering if she was a monster from the Tower.
Though Wakamo inwardly despaired over the loss of subscribers, her Believers would never know.
Korean Believers, worried about being cursed for canceling their subscriptions, quietly stayed put.
Then came a highlight-worthy scene of the city’s landscape.
“I saw this in a Hong Kong movie!”
Wakamo laughed as she took a direct hit from an anti-tank weapon, emerging unscathed.
Even as bullets, suspected to be made of rare metals, struck her, she didn’t flinch.
“The bullets are too small.”
Bullets aimed at her eyes were flattened on impact, and point-blank shotgun blasts had no effect.
She even swallowed a grenade whole in an absurdly bizarre scene, though it was explained as her way of preventing harm to civilians—a strangely considerate gesture, though hard to digest (figuratively).
From the perspective of the Korean President, it was undoubtedly monstrous. Furious, he screamed at the Chairman of the Korean Association, veins bulging in his neck.
Even as the Korean Association Chairman admitted Wakamo’s strength, he hadn’t realized just how monstrous she was—utterly beyond human limits.
Still, didn’t she love Korea?
Rather than siding with the President, the Chairman chose to align with Wakamo, striving to win her favour and position her as a guardian deity protecting Korea.
History and mythology both warn against mistreating a deity who grants blessings and aid.
Fear and dread were natural reactions, but to dismiss her affection for humanity as a complete fabrication was also unreasonable.
“I’ll have to handle this somehow.”
Whether it was the President or Wakamo Inarizushi, the Chairman crossed his arms and decided to observe carefully.
Even weakened, if she truly wanted, conquering an entire nation would be no challenge.
In an era of Towers and Climbers, where autonomous regions could break free from China’s control, would it be so difficult for a god-like being to ascend as a ruler?
To the Chairman, it seemed Wakamo had no interest in such matters.
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“[Yep, Boss! I made sure to turn on the humidifier!]”
“You added water, right?”
“[Water…? I was supposed to add water?]”
“Are you managing the stream well?”
“[Yep! Did you know your favourite Shrine Maiden released a new original song?]”
“……”
Wakamo silently swallowed her sadness, gloom, and sorrow without saying a word.
She couldn’t bear to show such a pitiful appearance to Yu Ying, so she had stepped outside.
It wasn’t right to show drooping shoulders to her. After all, she was the boss.
As an adult, she needed to show a reliable and trustworthy side to children.
Streaming was streaming, but reality was reality.
-“Nice to meet everyone for the first time! Feel free to call me Miko!”
“Ugh…”
Her Shrine Maiden, who would soon release her personal album, had become so successful.
Meanwhile, what was she doing here, so far away from everything?
Not wanting to show her tears to Yu Ying and her manager sleeping inside her portal,
Wakamo gently stroked the package of the now-hard-to-find visual novel [Cherry Blossom-Colored Dreamer],
featuring her beloved Shrine Maiden as the heroine, swallowing her sadness.
She wanted to watch the live broadcast and the newly announced song made for everyone right away.
She wanted to see the MV packed with memories of her time as a Fox God VTuber, along with her fans.
Even though the memories had cooled, she restrained herself.
The rising anger, hatred, suffering, and pain—she held them back,
ready to return the “expression of love” she learned from the Collector, just as it was.
How could someone torment a person who just wanted to quietly live as a VTuber like this?
This was undoubtedly a twisted form of fan obsession.
-“VTubers are the embodiment of courage just for entering this industry!!”
Recalling the words of her Shrine Maiden, Wakamo embraced the phrase of courage in her heart.
Though she felt she could evolve into something dark with her rage,
she endured it because there were still so many broadcasts to watch in the future.
“I’ll return before the members-only stream begins.”
Before the upcoming stream grew cold, she would end things with the Collector.
The Tower had directly informed her. He had tried to kill her before and was now causing havoc again.
Under the same blue sky, she could no longer coexist with him!
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Ding, ding, ding──
“Curse that Korean President!!! Was it a trap from the start?!”
The Collector, a mysterious broadcaster with the Imperial Seal,
had initially assumed that Wakamo’s overwhelming strength was a type of Legendary Class ability.
But witnessing her incredible, otherworldly power firsthand, he soon abandoned his obsession with the Imperial Seal.
Known as one of the Six Dreadful Calamities, he was a wanted terrorist and Climber, but his situation stemmed entirely from the Chinese government.
At first, he hadn’t intended to go this far.
As one of the wealthiest individuals in China, living with every luxury, collecting relics and treasures as the Collector, he accidentally awakened.
However, the government, sensing the country’s instability, demanded his wealth, pressured him to climb the Tower, and attempted to seize his collection, deeming it illegal.
Unable to endure any longer, the Collector finally revolted against the state.
He was disgusted by a country where university graduates struggled to find jobs and young people were exploited.
Tired of a nation that both domestically oppressed its people and was internationally scorned as barbaric and unclean,
he declared himself Emperor, occupied the Sichuan Province, and claimed to be a descendant of Liu Bei.
With Tibet, Xinjiang, and Hong Kong all having declared independence out of frustration with the Chinese government,
what more needed to be said?
This country was already on a path to ruin, and a new China was needed.
As a Climber chosen by the Tower,
and a man who obtained the rare Legendary Class, he rallied followers and rebelled against the government.
Using his relics, he even forced the Chinese military to retreat, becoming a messianic figure to his supporters.
Though labeled a terrorist by the government, the truth was…
He wasn’t collecting people; he was recruiting them!!
And yes, perhaps collecting monsters, but still!!
“Damn it! I should never have accepted the Korean President’s proposal because of a lack of money!!”
His actions, driven by the belief that the Imperial Seal could reverse the situation,
had been aimed solely at Wakamo Inarizushi.
When one of his overly zealous subordinates acted prematurely to kill her,
he lamented the problem of excessive loyalty and muttered about how hard it must have been for warlords in The Three Kingdoms to manage their generals.
Though he sympathized with Climbers abandoned by their own nations and even sought help from the Chinese government,
deep down, he knew he had to fight her himself.
As artillery fire rained down beyond the walls surrounding Sichuan Province,
and amidst the bombardment, a lone Climber dashed forward with terrifying urgency,
it became clear they intended to swiftly eliminate the Collector and return.
“Fire!! Keep firing!!! Don’t let them approach!!!”
“Have the Alchemists applied coatings to the walls? Is the reinforcement complete? Is the protective magic active?!”
Watching the commanders scramble, Yong Wei, the Collector,
deliberated deeply.
Though he wasn’t a saint, neither were those who oppressed their own citizens,
and blamed their suffering on foreign forces to distract from their failures.
The Chinese government was no better than he was.
Yet, the world was always on the side of the victors.
With Tibet and Xinjiang now controlling Qinghai Province, the end was near.
The Chairman had already reached the limit of blaming foreign powers for domestic woes.
Like the Qing Dynasty before it, China was crumbling,
its territories being seized by the U.S., Russia, and even India.
“Enough──!! Open the gates!!”
“But, Yong Wei!!”
“Do you think we can win even if all our forces charge out? A fight between Climbers should be left to Climbers. If I lose, ally with either Tibet or Xinjiang, whichever is easier. Never India. Understood?”
“….Yes.”
With his relic-grade items prepared, Yong Wei,
the Collector, began walking boldly toward the gate.
Carrying a flag symbolizing Shu Han on his back,
armed head-to-toe with swords, shields, and various artifacts,
he stood as one of the notorious Six Dreadful Calamities, a terrorist Climber.
However, the truth was,
he was a Climber labeled a terrorist for aiding those oppressed by the Chinese government,
desperately striving to change the nation.
He was far from virtuous,
as many had died in the war against the government,
and he had committed numerous acts of terror.
“I can’t summon monsters.”
He could prepare in advance to lure the target,
but summoning anything now would be more dangerous.
Relying on the relics he had stolen from museums and hoarded through raids,
the Collector braced himself.
“As the world collapses and chaos reigns, I never expected to face the most famous beauty from Chinese mythology in this era.”
“Are you Yong Wei?”
Wakamo asked, loosening her shoulders with a faint smile, and he nodded in acknowledgment.
“Does the Chinese government want my life… or my cooperation? When I desired your Imperial Seal, it was… out of greed. I wanted to be the king of this country!”
“Hmm.”
“I fought against a nation that abandoned its people. If Liu Bei were alive, he would have done the same. Do you feel nothing about what’s become of China? If you were to declare yourself king of China, I might support you. Would you accept it?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Hmph… That’s an answer befitting a vixen like Daji. Then, there’s no choice but to fight. You enjoy modern culture, don’t you? Japanese manga are popular. Shounen manga, I believe? In one of them, I read a line that left a strong impression on me: ‘In the end, the one with the most ability wins!’ Such a brutal reality. It’s because I have abilities that I gained comrades, worked hard, and overcame challenges. This is why I declared myself king of China in this reality, where there is no way to save ordinary people without climbing abilities!”
“…..”
“In a rotten world, there’s neither good nor evil! Only the strong survive, and only the victorious are just! Come at me, Daji!”
“Before we fight, let me say something.”
“……”
“Because of you!! I missed my VTuber stream!!! My schedule got delayed!!! And Yu Ying’s first original song got bad reviews!!! I came here just to beat you up!!! What happens to China? I don’t care!!!”
“What?”
“I’ll beat up anything that interferes with my VTuber streams!!! I swore it to the heavens!!!”
“What??”
With a release of magical energy so intense it shook the air,
Wakamo reinforced her body with mana and took her stance.
Seeing this, Yong Wei’s brain stalled, but his instincts as a Climber kicked in, and he prepared himself.
It wasn’t surprising that Daji had no interest in the corrupted state of China.
Perhaps it was exactly what she wanted: the chaos of the world.
Having tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep,
grappling with endless worries, Yong Wei found his mental fortitude shaken by Wakamo’s unexpected words.
Was this the infamous silver tongue of Daji, capable of driving people mad?!
“One Million Ton Punch!!!”
“Lightning of Zeus──!!”
Without even attempting to block with his shield,
he conjured lightning in his hands and launched it toward Wakamo.
It was a Mythical-Grade Item obtained by conquering the Tower.
As a Collector, a Legendary Class, he had the advantage of bypassing job restrictions to use such items,
though with conditions.
He unleashed the lightning of the Greek supreme god the moment the battle began.
The streak of light melted the ground as it surged,
and the thunderbolt pierced Wakamo, sending an overwhelming high-voltage current surging through her body.
The sky darkened with thunderclouds, and bolts of lightning rained down, engulfing her.
This weapon, boasting immense power, had a one-year cooldown.
The Chinese government feared to provoke him recklessly because they dreaded the possibility
of the lightning striking them from above.
The attack was of such high output that an ordinary human would have been obliterated.
As a Mythical-Grade Item, it truly lived up to its name—a storm of lightning,
akin to the wrath of a god.
Sweat dripped from Yong Wei’s forehead as he pushed forward with his shield,
unable to believe what he was witnessing.
A shadow was walking toward him within the lightning storm.
Thunder rumbled, and lightning blinded the darkened sky.
The storm illuminated the figure advancing through the flashes.
“[Lightning of Zeus] doesn’t deal direct damage. It summons a [Thunderstorm] and applies [Paralysis] effects… but usually, that’s enough to kill.”
If it were the true lightning of Zeus,
Wakamo would have been vaporized on the spot.
But since only a fragment of its power could be used,
the attack caused no direct damage and only coursed through her body, paralyzing her.
Still, Wakamo pressed forward, her fist clenched and aimed at Yong Wei.
Believing her declaration of a “one-million-ton punch” was no bluff,
Yong Wei raised the Spartan Hoplon Shield, a relic said to have withstood all forms of oppression.
But as the shield and his other defensive relics shattered, he was hurled back, crashing into the gates.
“Hah… Hah…!”
Looking down at his broken shields in despair,
Yong Wei gripped the Mace of Rustam tightly.
Synchronizing his body’s durability with Sichuan’s fortified walls using the Helm of Hector, he fortified himself with relics like the Wolfskin Cloak of Marco, Armor of Xiang Yu, Bracelets of Bhima, and the Beard of Bogatyr.
As he activated his relics,
his body grew, transforming into a towering 2-meter figure.
But even then, he had to look up at Wakamo.
“Behold the strength of heroes of legend!
Come forth, [Sarak the Steed]!!”
Summoning the steed of Marco Kraljevic, a Serbian hero,
Yong Wei mounted it and leapt over Wakamo in a single bound,
swinging his mace to strike her head with full force.
“Strength is nothing without speed!
I won’t lose in mobility──”
Despite wielding the strength to hurl a chariot with ease, Yong Wei realized something was wrong when Wakamo, whose face had been directly struck by the mace, was smiling.
Could physical attacks be completely ineffective?
He shot arrows while galloping on his steed, but Wakamo effortlessly caught the incoming projectiles mid-air.
Clicking his tongue in frustration, he knew he needed a different strategy.
Though he was aware of her vulnerability to [Mana Burn], using it wasn’t guaranteed to kill her.
In fact, it might annihilate all of Sichuan Province instead.
As Yong Wei raised a summoned spear to strike Wakamo down, she vanished.
Panicked, he heightened his senses, scanning the area.
But Wakamo was nowhere to be found.
“Where did she go──”
A strange warmth suddenly emanated from behind him.
Emerging halfway from a portal, Wakamo landed a punch squarely on Yong Wei’s face, knocking him off his steed and sending him tumbling across the ground.
“Ha, ha?!?”
Using invisible floating cameras, she activated [My Worlds], dropping into a portal that formed beneath her feet.
As Wakamo disappeared into the ground,
Yong Wei hurried to his feet, only to find her emerging from a portal behind him.
She grabbed him, lifting him into the air.
Crunch─ Crack!!
“Do you know how many streams were delayed because of you?
I’ll engrave it onto your body!!!!”
Whoosh─!!
With a single leap, Wakamo soared high into the sky, the castle shrinking far below.
“MikoMet Special──!!”
Yong Wei, feeling weightless and panicked, struggled to free himself.
But with his limbs restrained, he was helpless as they plummeted.
“Stellaaaa!!!”
Boom─!!
The Muscle Buster struck with explosive force, crashing down vertically.
With her shoulders carrying the inverted body of the Collector, his neck locked and legs gripped tightly by Wakamo’s arms, his armor fractured, and his helmet shattered to pieces.
At last, the walls of Sichuan Province began to collapse entirely.
“Nya-haro!!!”
While the Collector lay face-down, barely breathing and coughing,
Wakamo stood beside him, striking a victory pose and shouting with determination.
She was toying with him completely.
Moreover, it seemed like she knew about the relics the Collector possessed, perhaps information provided by the Chinese government.
Her attacks carried a boldness far beyond what he had seen before.
Even though she claimed to follow a principle of sparing lives by merely destroying limbs, this was…!!
“……You’re definitely trying to kill me, aren’t you, Daji!!”
“The right to decide life and death belongs to the strong, my friend.”
As the Collector struggled to his feet, Wakamo leapt forward with a thrust.
Though he thought he blocked it, her kick struck him directly, making him stagger.
Crossing his arms, he braced himself defensively.
“Help Yong Wei!!!”
“Shoot that monster!!”
Arrows, magic, and bullets rained down.
Even as attacks flew to protect their leader, Wakamo calmly raised her leg, preparing her stance.
‘High guard!’
Raising his arms, the Collector anticipated the next strike.
Yet, her trajectory twisted mid-air, targeting his abdomen and knees.
As his defenses faltered, her foot struck upward, slamming into his chin.
Her fist followed, smashing into his centerline without mercy.
“Ugh…! Everyone!!! Stay away from me!!!”
Only someone like Japan’s Fist King could rival her martial prowess.
Despite catching a brief moment of respite,
the Collector, continuously battered, yelled for his soldiers to retreat as far as possible.
Realizing what the Collector had resolved to do, his lieutenants evacuated the civilians, while Wakamo stood waiting, as though allowing them time.
Seeing this, the Collector smirked bitterly.
“Even if you don’t kill me, I will kill you. Does that matter to you?”
“I’m terrified of corpses, you see.”
“Hah─[Slowvei Razbonik’s Whistle]!!”
A whistle echoed, imbued with the wailing cries of a half-human, half-bird entity that could kill with sound alone.
Special [Artifact-Grade Items], obtainable only as a Collector,
poured forth in rapid succession.
“Golden Scarab, devour the enemy!!”
A horde of scarabs burst from the ground,
crawling into Wakamo’s body, tearing at her flesh, and clinging to her.
Still, the Collector didn’t stop.
He unleashed a flurry of Artifacts,
trapping Wakamo in a steel coffin impaled with spikes, which was subsequently devoured by a brass bull engulfed in flames.
Crunch─
The brass bull flailed as molten steel dripped from its seams, but no sound escaped its fiery confines.
As the burning scarabs fell away, the coffin melted, and cracks began to form.
From within those cracks, Wakamo’s arm emerged.
Despite her body being riddled with holes,
revealing her back through gaping wounds,
she walked forward calmly, regenerating as she moved.
“[Philpyro Negroli]!!”
As Wakamo charged with her fist,
the Collector raised a shield adorned with Medusa, turning her to stone in an instant.
Yet, even petrified, Wakamo struck him with her stone fist.
“Huff… Huff…”
The Collector, despairing over how to kill her,
grinned bitterly and pulled out a book.
“The flames of the gods shall rain upon you!!”
A requirement only possible under clouded skies.
The Collector, coughing blood, activated the one-time-use [Mythical-Grade Item] known as [The World-Burning Prophecy Book],
a relic he had sworn never to use, even in a battle against China.
Flames began to rain from the sky, engulfing the entire area before Sichuan Province. Wrapping himself in the [Coat of the Fire Rat], which granted immunity to flames, the Collector withstood Wakamo’s light [Flame of the Idol] with ease.
“Please, burn to death…”
Everything burned.
The land before Sichuan Province blazed uncontrollably, the fire spreading across mountains.
The devastation it would bring was beyond imagination, but losing was not an option.
He had used not one but two Mythical-Grade Items,
fully prepared to endure the catastrophic losses.
The inferno raged on.
It felt as if the end of the world had come.
But then, the unending rain of fire, the black clouds consuming the sun, and even the flames trapping Sichuan Province, all disappeared in an instant.
At the center stood Wakamo,
holding the Mythical-Grade Item [Kusanagi Blade],
surrounded by falling red plum blossoms.
Her elegance transcended despair, making the Collector feel as though he was isolated from the world.
Looking up at the blue sky with resentment, Yong Wei drew out a plain, unremarkable spear.
“I challenge you to single combat!!
[Guan Yu’s Spear], strike down the enemy of my lord!!”
“Not the Green Dragon Crescent Blade? That’s a bit disappointing.”
“I am disappointed about that as well…”
Despite its ordinary appearance,
light converged around the spear, summoning a red-skinned warrior clad in green armor, with a long beard and the colossal Green Dragon Crescent Blade in hand.
Though silent, his overwhelming presence was undeniable.
Recognizing that this aura surpassed even the Fist King, Wakamo raised her blade, preparing her stance.
Enhanced reflexes through body reinforcement, superhuman dynamic vision,
and transcendent combat senses surpassing occupational limits.
“Climbers truly possess indomitable fighting spirit!!”
“And I’ll summon someone too!
Yu Ying, I choose you!!”
“What?”
A portal opened, and Yu Ying leapt through with a hop.
“Ahem!”
She boldly stepped out, her hands tucked in her pockets, proudly holding up the [Imperial Seal], glowing with radiant light,
while striking a magnificent pose.
Even when Yu Ying casually tapped her with a fist,
the summoned Guan Yu merely hesitated before turning his head,
showing no signs of movement otherwise.
“You wouldn’t call this cheating, would you, Collector?”
“Y-you… you’ve got to be kidding me!! There’s no way General Guan Yu would cut down a descendant of Liu Bei!!! If I give the attack command, he’ll take my head instead!!!!”
“I thought so too!! Even as an enemy, you’re a proper otaku!!!”
The Collector had once showcased a rare [Summoning]-type item against the Chinese government, an unprecedented tool capable of summoning none other than the legendary Guan Yu.
Although Wakamo had been informed about it by her manager, she struggled to decide how to counter such a powerful relic.
It was Yu Ying who proposed the solution, claiming that her studies gave her confidence in the idea.
Even Wakamo hadn’t expected it to work this well.
“Urgh… Now that the true heir of Liu Bei has appeared… please fulfill the dream of uniting the world under Shu Han…!!”
“Eh… Whatever. I’ll just stream as a VTuber.”
“AAARGH!!!”
The Collector, now devoid of hope, collapsed to the ground in despair.
He had lost…
Soon, he would be captured by the Chinese government and sentenced to execution.
As a Climber,
he had done everything in his power for those who followed him…
But in the end, he could not win…
“VTUBER──!!!!”
Is it true that a person’s abilities peak before death?
The Collector threw down his weapon, kneeling as he desperately shouted to Wakamo.
“I will create a new China!! A nation where freedom is given to its people, a country where anyone can stream as a VTuber to their heart’s content!! Please… I beg you, show me mercy!!”
“From today, we’re lifelong friends!!!”
“Wakamo-sama!!!”
“Gasp…!”
“We’ll establish a constitutional monarchy, placing someone with legitimate lineage as a figurehead emperor, while we govern the country ourselves!! Please accept me as your subordinate!!”
They pleaded to have her reign as a symbolic sovereign, a figure of authority without true power.
Wakamo didn’t care about any of that.
If China could become a land where VTubers could stream freely,
then she was all for it.
Ignoring her manager’s protests, she was fully onboard.
“Do you have any relics the idol can use?”
“I-I’ll give you everything…!”
“I don’t need them!!”
“P-please wait, I need to consult with the Chairman…!!”
As the situation spiraled into absurdity,
the manager asked for time to contact the Chairman.
With tensions in Xinjiang, Taiwan, and Tibet,
and even the U.S. supporting democracy in the region, the Chairman suggested that having a puppet state under their influence wouldn’t be so bad,
leaving Won Da-hye, the manager, in an awkward position.
What would it feel like to hear, in real-time, the absurd claim that China was now Korea’s puppet state?
If left unchecked, the Collector would undoubtedly unify the remnants of China, becoming the leader of the new government.
Even without actual power, the sight of Yu Ying, a descendant of Liu Bei, taking the throne was a picture-perfect narrative for the Collector’s aspirations.
“Besides, we’ve gathered enough evidence to prove China’s aggression against our country. We’ll just hide the president’s involvement in this mess. Fufufu…”
The manager let out a deep sigh, contemplating quitting her job for real.
“Then, how about swearing an oath of brotherhood with Yu Ying and Wakamo-sama…?”
“Ah, VTubers don’t pair well with men. Do it with my manager instead.”
In the midst of it all, Wakamo firmly dismissed the idea, sticking to her boundaries when it mattered.
The manager, focusing on damage control, reported to the Chinese government that Wakamo had gravely injured the Collector.
After witnessing the fight firsthand, the Chinese government took a step back, agreeing to let her handle things from there.
Even Collector Yong Wei, reluctantly accepted the arrangement, planning to unite the nation while pushing for Yu Ying to take the throne, hoping she could lead like Zhuge Liang.
However, Yu Ying, adamantly uninterested in being an emperor, stated that she just wanted to stream as a VTuber.
When Yong Wei became insistent,
he earned a punch to the face from a visibly irritated Wakamo,
who told him to focus on building a country where VTubers could broadcast freely.
With the Collector issue resolved, Wakamo delegated the clean-up to her manager, taking none of the relics for herself.
She returned to Korea with Yu Ying.
“Sa-jang-nim… what are we doing next?”
“What else?”
Upon her return, Wakamo started a stream.
Viewers, eagerly awaiting her broadcast,
flooded in, brimming with excitement.
Her loyal Believers, crawling on all fours,
were greeted by the sight of a familiar green chroma key.
“Hello! I’m Wakamo Inarizushi, a VTuber streaming on YouTube…”
“Apologies to all viewers for delaying the broadcast due to personal matters…”
-Why is she doing an apology stream, LOL?
-Even the Fox God who made the Collector bow can’t win against her Believers.
-Hey! That’s enough, you brat!
-You’re not sorry, idiot!
-Literally shoving Yu Ying into the spotlight…
-What on earth are these crazy people even joking about? LOL
-I never thought I’d live to see a virtual apology stream.
-“Sorry, I conquered China.”
-She just casually conquered China in two days and says, “Sorry.”
-She’s doing such a good job; no wonder she’s entrusted with divine tasks. She’s scolded because she slacked off.
-If you’re sorry, do a cutesy stream!
-Do the Sakuranbo Dance split into three parts!
“And now, here’s a Super Duper gift from our immigrant Unicorn!”
-Woohoo! LOL
-As long as you stream and make us happy, we’re good LOL.
-Did she take a break just to troll us with terrible streaming, LOL?
The sheer shamelessness of throwing political responsibilities onto the government because “I’m just a VTuber anyway.”
Wakamo’s return stream, starting with an apology, quickly transitioned into fulfilling various viewer requests, including dancing.
Even though she wasn’t great at singing, Wakamo was exceptional at dancing, wowing her audience.
Meanwhile, Yu Ying, awkwardly stumbling beside her, added to the comedic charm.
The mother-daughter duo’s apology performance thoroughly satisfied the viewers.
Ignoring her manager’s calls, Wakamo locked herself in her room, clipped highlights from other VTuber broadcasts, and binge-watched streams.
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