The Steel Monster and the Unregistered Streamer

The pair hailed a taxi back to Quanxin Jiayuan.

After all, with Li Yue having eaten her fill, asking her to walk back under the scorching sun would have been an imposition.

However, upon returning to the complex, she didn’t take Mo Linyu directly back to her apartment; instead, she headed straight for the underground parking garage.

‘Behold, my darling is this one~’

Conspicuously parked in a private spot was a motorcycle shrouded in a dust cover; surrounded by four-wheeled family cars, it looked utterly out of place.

However, the parking spot belonged to Li Yue’s family, so she was free to park whatever vehicle she wished.

Li Yue untied the ropes of the dust cover, then yanked it off with a swift, decisive motion.

Tossing the dust cover aside, she revealed a dazzling heavy motorcycle; its entirely black exterior gleamed with golden reflections, its body lines were sharp as blades, and its surface was covered in a Kevlar-patterned film.

‘A Kawasaki Ninja H2R,’ she announced, ‘a three-hundred-horsepower steel monster.’

Even with Li Yue’s enthusiastic description, Mo Linyu clearly had no real concept of motorcycles.

‘Ah, though I don’t really understand motorcycles… you’re actually quite well-off, aren’t you?’ Mo Linyu remarked. ‘This big beast certainly doesn’t look cheap.’

‘The money,’ Li Yue stated, ‘came from that unlucky Goddess.’

Indeed, as compensation for saving the world, the Goddess had bestowed a considerable sum.

Li Yue proudly showed off her treasure, then replied, ‘I used to ride motorcycles, but this one I bought after coming back. The one I rode before was a piece of junk; this big guy is truly exhilarating!’

Mo Linyu, despite being the Demon Lord, posed a question that was both remarkably practical and brimming with common sense.

‘Do you have a driver’s license?’

Li Yue immediately averted her gaze.

‘Of course I have a license,’ she began, turning back. ‘I specifically went to get one, but…’

She pulled a motorcycle license from her wallet, yet conspicuously printed on it was Li Longkang’s name, a license Li Yue clearly couldn’t use in her current form.

If Mo Linyu was unregistered in the spiritual sense, then Li Yue was a ‘black household’ (TL Note: ‘Heihu’ refers to a person unregistered in the official household registration system, lacking legal identity documents.) in the societal sense.

Let alone taking a motorcycle license test, she didn’t even possess an ID card.

However, Mo Linyu narrowed her eyes.

‘Oh, so this is what you looked like?’

The license bore Li Longkang’s ID photo, though Mo Linyu was not entirely unfamiliar with Li Longkang’s appearance.

Li Yue paused, momentarily stunned, then glanced at her own license.

‘You saw it, did you?’ she asked, a smirk playing on her lips. ‘I was quite handsome, wasn’t I?’

‘A narcissistic man…’ Mo Linyu mused. ‘But setting aside your identity as the Hero, your current appearance is certainly more pleasing to the eye.’

‘Then why did you still beat me up yesterday?’ Li Yue retorted.

‘Because there’s no way to set aside that identity,’ Mo Linyu replied simply.

It was precisely because she couldn’t escape her identity as the Hero that Li Yue had reverted to her current form.

‘In any case, I don’t have a license right now, and I’m still unregistered,’ Li Yue explained. ‘If I ride during the day, I’ll definitely be pulled over by the traffic police. So, if I’m going to ride, it has to be at night, stealthily… It’ll be cooler then, too. I’ll take you out for a spin.’

‘Aren’t there traffic police at night too?’

‘Traffic police?’ Li Yue scoffed. ‘Hmph, they won’t be able to catch me.’

Li Yue answered dismissively, her eyes brimming with affection as she lovingly caressed the motorcycle’s surface.

She continued, ‘We can quickly patrol the entire Tianyuan City. Didn’t you say there’s some kind of connection between souls from other worlds? We can ride around the city and see if we can sense anything…’

‘A Hero, yet a rule-breaking rogue?’ Mo Linyu mused to herself.

As Mo Linyu pondered this, she then asked, ‘But are you certain you want to take me along?’

‘Hm?’

Only then did Li Yue fully grasp the implication of the question.

With Mo Linyu seated on her pillion, once the engine roared to life, what would be pressed tightly against her back was…

Li Yue’s gaze involuntarily fell upon Mo Linyu’s ‘big thunder’ (TL Note: A Chinese slang term, ‘dà léi,’ referring to a woman’s large breasts.), only to snap her head away as if she had received an electric shock.

She cleared her throat twice, responding, ‘Ahem, well… we’ll discuss that when the time comes. It’s still bright out anyway; we can talk about it tonight.’

Mo Linyu rather enjoyed teasing Li Yue in this manner, considering it a form of retribution for having been killed by her in their previous lives.

‘So, what should we do now?’

‘Weren’t you going to take the subway and explore?’ Li Yue asked. ‘Come back to my place tonight. I have other things to do this afternoon. Of course, it would be best if you notified me before you come, just so I can be mentally prepared.’

Mo Linyu inquired curiously, ‘Hm? What sort of things?’

‘Streaming, of course,’ Li Yue replied. ‘My primary profession now is a game streamer.’

‘…Huh?’

****

Li Yue had originally planned to use the time Mo Linyu spent riding the subway around the city to complete her required streaming hours for the day.

However, the woman had lingered and refused to leave her place.

‘No, seriously, how can I stream with you here?’

Mo Linyu, seated on the sofa, retorted, ‘What? You can’t stream just because I’m here?’

‘But I can’t change back, so how am I supposed to stream?’

As Li Yue uttered this, the smile on Mo Linyu’s face widened even further.

She even suggested, ‘Then just stream in your current appearance, why not? Perhaps the streaming effect would be even better?’

‘How is that even possible? Now scram!’

Li Yue began to usher her out.

Yet Mo Linyu was adamantly determined not to leave, even sprawling out on her side across the sofa.

Even if she managed to force her out, Li Yue knew she wouldn’t be able to change back as long as Mo Linyu hadn’t gone far.

She couldn’t very well call the police, could she? As an unregistered person herself, Li Yue might end up being ‘invited for tea’ instead.

Li Yue was exasperated, her teeth itching with frustration, but what else could she do?

‘…Just don’t cause any trouble for me,’ she warned Mo Linyu.

The latter merely nodded, then watched as Li Yue walked towards the L-shaped computer desk near the living room balcony.

While waiting for her computer to boot up, Li Yue composed herself, then logged into her streaming account, ‘Dragon Fang’.

Initially, she simply played games quietly, but as fans gradually streamed into the live room, she adjusted her mindset.

‘Uh, hello everyone, I’m Dragon Fang Bro’s cousin…’

Compared to her usual streams, she was noticeably constrained today.

‘My brother has something on today and can’t stream, so he asked me to fill in for a bit.’

However, the bullet comments in the live room exploded into a frenzy, and the number of viewers began to rise at a visible pace; her fans continuously poured in, all eager to catch a glimpse of ‘Dragon Fang’s’ sister.

[Holy crap, Dragon Bro has a sister?]

[I remember now, I’ve always been a fan of Dragon Sis. As for Dragon Fang, I wish him good luck.]

[Brothers, don’t fall for it! This might be Dragon Bro using a voice changer!]

[Is it possible that the usual Dragon Bro is the one using a voice changer?]

[Sister’s voice is so cute, show your face?]

Li Yue gritted her teeth, dealing with the fans’ incessant questions, while simultaneously opening the game she hadn’t completed previously.

‘They asked me to stream this game in his stead, so I’ll continue playing using my brother’s save file.’

‘This is my natural voice; can’t you tell if it’s a voice changer or not?’

‘Ha? No way I’m turning on the camera; you wish.’

Yet soon, due to Li Yue’s operating style being remarkably similar to Dragon Fang’s, the audience once again suspected it was Dragon Fang using a voice changer for a prank.

Mo Linyu watched from the side with great interest, her very presence being one of the primary reasons Li Yue couldn’t truly relax.

But just then, a massive wave of gift donations suddenly flooded Li Yue’s live room.

Intending to acknowledge the gifts, Li Yue glanced at the ID of the fan who had initiated the deluge.

‘Uh, thank you to ‘Years of Sorrow Haven’t Reached My Hometown Tonight, Lying and Pondering, Lamenting or Laughing at Southern Liang’ for a hundred fires—F*ck!?’

Realizing the profound meaning behind the ID, Li Yue couldn’t help but blurt out a curse.

Subsequently, she received a private message sent from the backend by this peculiar fan.

[Consider this donation as this month’s special bonus. Furthermore, your line of thinking is correct; keep up the good work.]

It was the Goddess.