Chapter 222
They say there are three people in the world who look just like you.
It’s not a scientifically proven statement, just an old superstition.
Some interpret that to mean the world is that vast.
Something like, “The world is wide and there are billions of people—so if you search long enough, of course you’ll find two or three who resemble you.”
However—
The girl on the screen right now, and the girl in the trending video—
No one could deny that they were not just “lookalikes.”
–What the? Isn’t this a live stream?
–Looks like an edit from an old video tbh
–Too seamless to be edited tho
–Could be a deepfake or something
–Who would mess around like this at a time like this? Use your head
–Where’s the streamer?
And so, the people watching Joanie’s stream all voiced their confusion.
Whether they were longtime fans, people just seeking the truth, or those chasing after hype—
They all expected Joanie to appear when the screen turned on, not some random girl.
The moment the girl showed up, the chat briefly fell silent—and then crashed under the sheer weight of reactions. That was proof enough.
Luckily, only the chat died. The stream itself stayed up, and the chat came back soon after.
But even after her short “hi,” the girl on screen didn’t say another word.
‘…A doll?’
If she didn’t occasionally blink those half-closed eyes slowly, you might honestly think she was just a doll.
Her looks were so surreal that it wasn’t surprising people thought that way.
Even those about to type a snarky comment would see her face and instantly melt.
They say aggression sometimes shows up to mask emotional overload when seeing something adorable.
–Wow, seriously…
–Whoa
–Gasp…
–Pya…
–Read the room…
–D-Don’t do it
–? What’s wrong with these people?
–They’re not people. Beasts~
–LMAO y’all are wild
–Ugh shut up already, guys
Maybe because of that, the chat was now full of viewers who had lost the ability to speak like actual humans.
Still, whether the girl saw the chat or not, she stayed silent.
–Is this an avatar?
–Is this that V-tuber thing?
–Not talking… is it actually a deepfake?
–Hmmm…
–This is all your fault
–Huh? Me??
–Your Honor, I plead the fifth
It was fun enough just seeing her face.
But people are greedy creatures—if you sit, you want to lie down; if you lie down, you want to sleep.
If just watching her blink was this enjoyable, how much better would it be to hear that tiny mouth speak?
That desire crept up gradually.
Some even feared they might die from cuteness overload if she smiled.
Yet they still wished for it.
And perhaps the girl heard their hearts.
“….”
Tilts head
The girl tilted her head slightly.
A cascade of pink hair flowed like a waterfall.
It moved so naturally that no one could believe it was CGI or animation.
Then, a woman walked into frame.
“Ca… ahem, what’s wrong?”
To those who knew the original streamer, Joanie, this woman’s appearance was unmistakable.
“Ah, Da-eun.”
A flash of joy crossed the girl’s face for just a moment.
Then, she looked slightly conflicted.
“…Should I have called you Joanie?”
“Mm… Well, technically that’d be better, but you don’t have to stress about it. It’s all out in the open anyway.”
“I’ll be more careful.”
The viewers’ eyes lit up.
‘Something’s going on…!’
They had already guessed something was up just from the girl appearing on Joanie’s stream, but seeing them casually talk like this went beyond suspicion—it was confirmation.
“So, what’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”
“Mm…”
The girl shook her head.
She didn’t mean to act cute, but to the viewers, it was deadly.
Seeing the usually emotionless girl suddenly move adorably had them clutching their hearts.
“Then why were you like that?”
“…It just felt awkward.”
She answered Joanie’s question shyly, her voice full of that same awkwardness.
“Ughh! I can’t take it! Why are you so cute?!”
Joanie forgot about the camera and pulled the girl into a hug.
The look on the girl’s face seemed to say, “Here we go again…” but she still accepted the hug with a faint hint of enjoyment.
“If it’s that awkward, want me to help?”
“But—”
“Is it because of what I said earlier? Nah, don’t worry about it. I actually like it better this way.”
“…Then help me.”
That’s what she was waiting for—Joanie grinned.
“As you command!”
Joanie let go of the hug and moved behind the girl.
Then, stopping the girl from turning around to look, she gently held her shoulders and said—
“Okay, look at the camera and tell them your name and age.”
–??????????
–She’s insane SHE’S INSANE SHE’S INSANE
–Aaaah I know nothing please leave me out of this
–My mom came in, so I quickly switched to porn. Thanks.
–Wait what? Is this some meme?
–Ahh… you don’t get it, huh…
–Hold on to that innocence, friend…
Even the viewers who had been grunting like beasts were now in shock.
The wholesome atmosphere shattered like glass.
“…My name is Canaria. My age is… wait. Is this really necessary?”
“Of course! When you meet someone new, you introduce yourself, right?”
“…Is that so?”
–NO IT’S NOT!!!
–Don’t fall for it!
–How old???
–Joanie’s corrupting sweet Kanaaaa
–Wait, her name is Canaria?
–Now that you mention it…
–Kana-chan???
Canaria’s eyes reflected the lively chat.
“They say not to fall for it.”
“They’re just messing with me. They love teasing me like this. Don’t tell me… you trust them more than me?”
“….”
“…Ca-Canaria? You don’t… right?”
Canaria hesitated, while Joanie nervously asked with trembling eyes.
Those unfamiliar with the context smiled warmly at what looked like a comedy skit, but viewers who had followed Joanie’s stream for a long time couldn’t laugh so easily.
And for good reason.
To them, the girl named “Canaria” was someone who had made them laugh and cry over the past few months.
From the moment Joanie climbed the mountain to meet Kana for the first time, to the moment she fulfilled her wish and drew her final breath.
Even though Kana probably never knew they were watching her, they had witnessed the entire journey.
To the point that it felt like they had adventured together, even though they weren’t physically there.
That’s why, when Kana died, people still mourned—despite knowing she was just an NPC in a game.
And now, a girl suddenly appears and claims to be “Canaria”—of course they wouldn’t be able to accept that right away.
Even though they already suspected that the girl who defeated the monster in Seoul was the same Kana from Silia Online.
“It was meant to be a joke, but I didn’t say it for no reason.”
In the end, Joanie, who was starting to feel guilty, raised the white flag first.
“Kana was really just trying to address the current situation. So I thought it’d be better if she just properly introduced herself and cleared everything up.”
“Hmmm… alright, I’ll trust you.”
“…Phew.”
“Should we try again?”
“Yeah. Just tell them who Kana really is, so they can understand.”
“Okay.”
Kana nodded.
Her pink eyes, which had been focused on Joanie during the conversation, turned directly toward the camera.
“…My name is Canaria.”
Kana’s voice echoed through the previously buzzing chat window.
As if to put a period at the end of all their questions, she stated her name once again and paused.
Even though it was through a screen, the heavy atmosphere was palpable, and the chat gradually quieted down.
By the time the scrolling chat noticeably slowed—
Kana opened her mouth again.
“I used to be Canaria Grasis… but now I’m just Canaria.”
A sentence that fully revealed her identity.
At the same time, it was a complete affirmation of the suspicions surrounding her.
“You all seem to have a lot of questions.”
Kana calmly spoke as she looked at the now-exploding chat window.
“I’m not a fan of long speeches.”
“Want me to say it for you?”
“Mm… no.”
Kana gently, but firmly, shook her head.
“This is something I need to do myself.”
“…Look at our little Kana, all grown up. Saying such mature things now.”
“…I’ve always been like this.”
“Hmph. But your height says otherwise… ow! I-I was joking!”
Joanie clutched her reddened hand and blew on it repeatedly.
Kana ignored the sulking Joanie and continued.
“You still won’t believe me just because I say it, so I’ll show you proof first.”
As she spoke, Kana raised her hand, and in it was a crimson-red sword.
–Huh?
–Wait, isn’t that…?
–Looks like the one that was stuck in the grave
–Hard to tell, but it definitely resembles it
–It’s literally identical lol
The viewers who recognized the sword burst into a frenzy.
It was the very sword that had first brought Kana into the spotlight.
A sword that was clearly unusual just by looking at it, which drew countless challengers up the mountain—either to obtain the sword or to defeat Kana, who guarded it.
The same sword that, once the truth came to light, labeled all those people as trash who only sought to exploit it.
But just holding the sword wasn’t enough to prove that the girl was truly Canaria.
It could be a very convincing replica, after all.
And many still believed that might be the case.
“This probably isn’t enough either.”
As if reading their thoughts, Kana acted before the chat could even respond.
The crimson blade flickered, and a pink haze began to rise.
“Let’s move this first…”
With awkward fingers, Kana adjusted the camera angle.
Once she confirmed that the camera was showing the far wall of the gym, she hurried back into frame.
“Watch closely.”
Her arm moved slowly, as if telling them to observe carefully.
The sword started from her waist and rose diagonally—
And the moment her pink eyes and her sword aligned—
Swish!
With a ripping sound, a pink Sword Beam flew out.
Despite her slow movements, the beam flew at a speed too fast to track with the eye.
Its target wasn’t the gym wall, but rather—
A sandbag slightly in front of the wall.
Thud!
The halved sandbag fell to the floor with a heavy thump.
Rustle.
And the sound of its stuffing spilling followed right after.
The sandbag, split perfectly in two as if it had been sliced like tofu.
–Huh?
–?
–?
–Isn’t that fake?
–No way, that has to be staged
–How would you even fake that?
–They could’ve pre-cut it or something
–?????
Reactions filled with disbelief at what they had just seen with their own eyes.
Kana stared at the chat, then calmly drew the mana back into the sword.
The glowing pink aura on the blade vanished.
And just as she was about to speak again—
“…My sandbag.”
A voice came from off-screen, freezing Kana in place.
Yuki, who had remained silent until now, stood staring in dismay at the now-halved sandbag.
“…Ah.”
That… wasn’t part of the plan.
She acted on impulse…
“Uh… sorry.”
Kana bowed her head.
In stark contrast to the bold way she had just obliterated the sandbag.
And ironically, it was at this very moment—watching her bow—that the viewers truly believed.
That what they had just seen wasn’t a trick or illusion.
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