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[Is Miro crazy? LOL]

Suddenly, with nothing to do, she starts attacking the same member.

– For real, this isn’t normal, haha.

– She even gives advice really well, lol.

[Miro’s chat]

(Miro messages in Haru’s chat room)

There’s hardly any wrong in what she’s saying, lol.

– This girl knows League of Legends well, haha.

N- Miro is good at it?

N- It’s just she hasn’t played much, but she claims she’s a Diamond.

N- Really? Diamond?

N- But there’s no proof.

– It’s infuriating because she’s just saying the truth.

[Miro, are you up for a 1v1 with Haru?]

(Haru proposes a 1v1 with Miro)

Looks like you must be pretty irritated, haha.

– I’d do the same if I were you.

– Is Miro good? Can she win a 1v1?

N- Seems like Haru would get wrecked.

N- Yeah, watching her play in ARAM, Miro is pretty good.

[Miro, the result of the 1v1 with Haru is out]

(Haru’s broadcast screen in black and white)

Live, Haru is getting absolutely wrecked, lol.

– No way, just lost?

N- Yeah, Miro caught her at level 2 and wrecked her, haha.

N- What a ruthless chick, lol.

– Refusing to redo and running to another room is just ridiculous.

N- For real?

N- Yeah, she ran to Maho’s room, lol.

N- Crazy girl…

[Miro’s “breaking challenges” update]

Haru beat Maho and then came to Loa’s stream.

– Can she break Loa’s spirit as well?

N- Probably not with Loa.

N- Why not Loa?

N- I don’t know; she seems just too off.

– If she can wreck Loa, I’ll acknowledge her, haha.

[Miro: Shall we end it here?]

Caught up in Loa’s stream, lol.

Is this girl getting scared?

– Not bothering Loa?

N- Yeah, quietly observed the game, then raised both hands.

N- Why target Loa when she’s already smacked down her older members?

– Anna didn’t get hit.

N- That’s a sign of respecting elders.

N- But hey, the elder’s only in their 20s!

N- Wait, isn’t Anna in her 30s?

N- Damn it…

[Miro <— What’s funny here?]

Haru and Maho seriously pounded her like it was the hottest day of summer, and Anna just quietly left the karaoke stream.

- Ah, you think you can win?

- This guy is just weak against weak and strong against strong, right?

- Anna should be throwing a fit at her age, yeah?

N- For real.

N- Not a virgin, but dang, she has a temper.

N- Don’t say it like that.

N- Is Anna the most ill-tempered in the celestial realm?

N- Yeah.

N- No, you morons!

- Honestly, isn’t Miro the better singer?

N- Does a musical actor look like a nobody?

N- It’s definitely not as good as Miro, right?

N- If we're speaking honestly, Miro's voice is definitely more pleasant.

N- That’s just because of her voice, but Anna does have some volume.

- I hear Anna keeps everyone in line; must be true.

N- Really?

N- Yeah, right;;.

N- I knew it, haha, just another old hag.

N- Damn it...

[So, Hoi <— Aren’t you doing this?]

Damn it, I was looking forward to it... You just bailed.

- Yep, never doing it again, haha.

- Refunding, f***.

- Were you the one who recommended that trash game?

N- Honestly, it was fun.

N- Fun? You damn…

- I’m glad I dropped that game, really, would recommend, haha.

N- Really, Ding-dong-b*tch!

***

Today is the day of dance lessons in the Celestial Realm.

I truly didn’t want to wake up in the morning, but I begrudgingly kicked out my blanket.

“Yawn.”

Ugh, I’m sleepy; must be because I had a long stream last night.

I only intended to kill time, but I got too absorbed.

But more importantly, how long will this dance lesson last?

Once the end-of-year live ends, it should be over, right?

No, judging by the manager’s spirit, it feels like this will continue indefinitely.

Anyway, for now, I must go sincerely.

It all costs money, after all.

I stepped outside the house and headed to the place where I was supposed to meet Maho.

However….

“You! You! Yesterday!”

Maho immediately locked me in a headlock upon meeting.

It seems she’s still holding a grudge from when I barged into her room for breaking challenges yesterday.

“Ah! My bones, my bones are breaking!”

“Stop your whining!”

Maho’s long arms wrapped firmly around my neck. I feel like my fragile neck might snap at this rate.

“Oh, no, my bones, my bones!”

“Eh? Uh, are you alright?”

“Gah, gah.”

The price for last night’s reckless actions was harsh.

As I grasped my sore neck, Maho, still unaware of her own strength, cautiously loosened her grip.

“Um, you can’t break me like this, can you?”

“I’m just giving you a massage!”

I felt a chill from her touch and spoke, but Maho looked horrified as she gently started massaging me.

“O-oo…”

Maho’s massage was surprisingly good; where did she learn this?

“Ugh.”

“Stop making weird noises!”

“I’m not, it feels so good...ugh.”

Thus, Maho and I rode the subway to the dance lesson.

And at the station where I always met the members, I was once again ambushed.

“Hey! You!”

It was Haru, who had challenged me to a 1v1 yesterday and got totally smashed.

I wonder if Haru is holding a grudge?

But that 1v1 was proposed by Haru, not me...

Then why did she come at me?

I should humbly accept this teacher’s lesson.

“Sister, you still have some talent…ugh!”

I was tackled again and stumbled.

Why does it always have to get physical with these people?

How barbaric… is it not common sense to settle this through a proper duel among civilized people?

“You’re strong online but pathetic in real life, aren’t you! You punk! You punk!”

However, Haru seemed oblivious to my thoughts and continued shaking my weak body.

“Stop it…!”

Eventually, perhaps sensing the gazes of the people around, Anna came over to intervene.

Just as expected, only Anna could do this.

“Thank you…”

“By the way…”

“Yeah?”

“Uh, did you quietly leave my stream?”

“Ah.”

“I can give advice too…”

I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at Anna’s mildly disappointed words after separating me from Haru.

Should I say something that I just remembered now?

Should I hold back? After all, she did help me.

But upon seeing Anna’s disappointed expression, I couldn’t help but speak.

“You looked like a bummed-out manager who couldn’t join the fun just now.”

“You!”

Right? Doesn’t it seem just like a manager?

Aren’t you still in your 20s? Why act so old?

Eventually, I also got a light smack on the back from Anna.

Miro, the unofficial representative of the Celestial Realm.

In reality, I’m just the punching bag.

After taking that punishment, I headed to the usual dance lesson room.

It's been quite a while since I've come here.

Now I'm really learning the dance that will be recorded.

Maybe that's why the intensity has increased, and I now come prepared.

I’m prepared to die.

“Ugh….”

“Come on, give it a bit more energy!”

“AAAGH!”

“A little more!”

“Ugh!”

“Even more!”

Now, time is looking tight, and feeling aware of us, the intensity has increased to the point where it feels like they’re trying to squeeze us dry.

“Stretch out your arms more!”

“GRAAH!”

“Miro-nim, please stop screaming!”

“UGHH!”

“Haru-nim too!”

Now, nobody has any energy left; we aren't bottling it up anymore.

Everyone from me to Anna is equally squeezed dry, having collapsed all over the floor during breaks.

“Seriously… At least you’ve improved quite a bit.”

The instructor looked at us with apparent pride and also took a seat.

Seems like we’ve developed a bit of familiarity with continuous lessons; now we even chat during breaks.

“But when are you going to stop teaching us, instructor?”

Anna, who was resting on the floor, asked the instructor.

I was also curious, and she took the lead.

“Ugh, I hope someone else teaches, not me?”

“Eh? What do you mean? If it’s not you, what’s the point of lessons?”

The instructor jokingly said this, but Anna, also a professional broadcaster, smoothly countered.

“That’s quite touching! Um… probably until the end of this year?”

“Hey, extend it, please.”

“Ahaha, I appreciate the words, but I have a schedule.”

“Schedule?”

Now that I think of it, the instructor is quite famous in the dance-related scene and has been on television.

It suggests that they’re too busy to even be teaching us.

“Ah, what a pity. Please do extend it.”

“Ahaha, if you want to see me more, just contact me. Or turn on the TV.”

Oh… that was a nice way to put it.

I quietly jotted down what the instructor just said in my mental notebook.

“You can also turn on Dwitch if you want to see us!”

At that moment, Haru, who was lying on the ground like me, suddenly jumped up and said.

“I’m already watching!”

“Eh? Really?”

“I saw your broadcast yesterday.”

“Who did you see?”

As soon as Haru asked that, everyone’s eyes landed on the instructor.

All of them are professional VTubers.

Considering most were streaming, excluding Mile, it was natural to be curious about who the instructor was watching.

But it’s pretty clear; it must’ve been Anna, right?

Anna had the most viewers yesterday, being the one dancing and singing…

“I saw Miro-nim’s stream.”

“Me?”

“You brat!”

“UGHH, it’s Miro again!”

“You punk!”

“Why did the heavens give birth to me and not Miro…”

The screams of the members echoed behind, while I fell into confusion.

Why me?

“I didn’t do anything yesterday!”

Why did she watch me? I didn’t do anything that day.

All I did was play one game and maybe stop by other members' streams.

“That’s because you’re so pretty, right? When someone as beautiful as you streams, I get curious about what you’ll do.”

“Um… how does it look? Does my beauty stand out in the stream?”

At my question, the instructor chuckled.

Well, it’s unlikely that someone can understand the essence of Miro’s stream just by watching once or twice…

“That’s right, isn’t it? But it’s rare to get it right by watching just once…”

“It definitely comes across.”

“Huh?”

That my beauty stands out?

“That confidence and that cheekiness, you know? It’s like thinking that you all can’t possibly hate me — that’s embedded in you and makes it very charming. I’ve learned a bit from that too.”

“No, um….”

That is indeed the motto of Miro’s stream.

Just being naturally charming means people will watch you even if you don’t do anything special.

But how can someone see through that when I’m not even trying lately? The viewer has talent.

“And also, I have one question for Miro-nim.”

“Yeah?”

While I was lost in admiration, the instructor approached me, showing me her phone.

“Is this your cousin?”

“My cousin?”

And what the instructor showed was a video of someone I never expected.

It was my cousin, Kim Yuna (15), dancing to a trending song.

Clearly, it was her channel, Kim Yuna (15).

“Uh, how did you know, instructor?”

“Wow, I knew it would be like that.”

The instructor said that and clicked on Kim Yuna (15)’s channel, showing the first video.

“This one, right? The screen was dark, so I wasn't sure.”

What the instructor showed was…

Surprisingly, it was that video we recorded during Chuseok.

 

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