Chapter 15: The daughter of someone my father knew has become a legend again.

The next morning, while checking her streaming equipment as usual, Ari turned her attention to the sound of an email notification.

As expected, it was a reply from Jin-ha.

The content was short, but Ari read each character carefully.

The gist was this:

He was watching her broadcasts regularly.

He felt bad that he couldn’t donate, so he couldn’t accept money from her.

It was enough that she was working hard as Han Ari.

“Ah, I was rejected…”

Ari was a little dejected.

She had put a lot of thought into this decision, but to be rejected so outright.

Feeling down, she rolled around on her blanket, when suddenly a good idea came to her.

‘If he feels burdened by just receiving money… maybe it’s better to commission him for work?’

After thinking it over, Ari wrote another email.

The content was a request for a new outfit and hairstyle model for Hana.

This time, she emphasized in bold and larger font that she would never accept it for free and that she wanted to officially commission him, paying him properly for the work.

Incidentally, the viewers, especially the big spenders who changed Han Ari’s clothes at every opportunity, seemed to be subtly hoping for a new outfit.
Getting new content and rewarding her creator at the same time. Isn’t this killing two birds with one stone?

A short while later, Ari received another reply from Jin-ha.

The content was even shorter than before.

However, a short sentence saying that he would do it as quickly as possible caught her eye.

“Eeee~ Kyaaa~!”

Ari flailed her legs, then fell back onto the blanket and raised her arms in victory.
She looked like a girl who had just made plans to meet the person she had a crush on.

“Haaa~ I’m so glad…”

Her heart swelled at the fact that she had created a connection with her creator, with Jin-ha.

Even if it started as a cold relationship where she paid him for his work.

Ari secretly hoped that someday they could contact each other casually and meet comfortably.

Jin-ha sat in front of her computer, recalling Han Ari’s email again.

It was autumn outside, and the weather was starting to get chilly, but she felt a warmth filling the room.

“My small, cute, and precious streamer Minari has become a big shot now.”

Jin-ha chuckled darkly.

Well, it was about time she got popular.

In a world where broadcasts pursued sensational content to stand out, a broadcast that healed people with just a voice was very rare.

Jin-ha had just given her wings.
Since too much healing could be boring, she had added just a little bit of a harmful element.

“Since Han Ari asked me, I have to do it right away.”

Jin-ha smiled and casually pushed aside the pile of memos and post-it notes that were stacked next to her desk.

In fact, after finishing the work commissioned by Cosmo Live, she had started to receive quite a few outside jobs.

It seemed that information about Jin-ha had spread through word of mouth, probably because the internet broadcasting scene was smaller than she thought.
It was evident from the inquiries coming to her school account, not through freelance market sites.

Even now, she had a lot of work piled up.

“But there’s nothing more important than giving my daughter new clothes~”

Jin-ha happily began to ponder, entering various prompts into the image generation AI.

‘Should I change her hairstyle? What kind of clothes should I put on her? It’s almost winter, so maybe a Santa girl or Frozen concept? Or maybe I should add something like a cape instead of clothes…’

Even if her hair was cut for 10,000 won at a local barbershop, Hana’s hair should be styled as if it were managed at an exclusive VIP hair salon in Apgujeong.

Even if her clothes were from a clearance sale, Hana’s clothes should be the envy of actors walking the red carpet.
Even if it was just data on a screen.

While lost in thought, she suddenly remembered the Easter egg she had secretly put in when she created Hana.
A function that randomly changed the outfit when a donation of 100,000 won or more was made.

The reason why Han Ari was able to earn an enormous amount of donations compared to her number of viewers.

She thought it would be fun to put in an Easter egg like that this time too.

“But it’s boring if only the hair or clothes change…”

Jin-ha muttered unconsciously and tapped the mouse.

“When it comes to dopamine, there’s nothing like gacha… Ah!”

The moment the keyword “gacha” came to mind, ideas exploded in Jin-ha’s head.

She turned on the notepad and began to jot down her thoughts without any particular order.

“Even if I adjust it with prompts… creating a model with AI is ultimately a gacha… so using this…”

Her fingers typing on the keyboard gradually sped up.

She overworked her hands, fearing that the thoughts in her head would fly away.

“And if it exceeds a certain amount, with a pity system… I intervene… Damn it. Where was I? I forgot again. If only I didn’t have
“alcoholic dementia!”

Maybe it was because she had been having a beer with Hyoin occasionally these days, but she was forgetting things more often.

It’s not just the alcohol, but as she got older, her intelligence wasn’t what it used to be.

When your brain is bad, your body suffers.

The flower-patterned studio map of Seasons’ hideout in VRChat.

Six people sat around a large wooden table in the middle of the map.

Daon, the president and representative streamer of Cosmo Live.

General manager Youngjun.

And the members of Seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.

All of them had entered the VRChat space with their respective avatars.

Today was the weekly ‘Seasons Debut TF’ regular meeting.

Perhaps because they knew it was an important meeting, even Autumn wasn’t late today.

“Didn’t you say the meeting was at 1 PM? Why did you tell me the wrong time?!”

“So what time did our late Autumn arrive?”

“…1:50 PM.”

“Do you have any complaints about the fact that the meeting actually started at 2 PM?”
“
“…I deeply reflect on my actions, Summer.”

After the WWE between Summer and Autumn ended, Youngjun cleared his throat and spoke.

“Although it’s not surprising anymore… Han Ari, that monster rookie, has broken another broadcast record.”

To summarize, it was like hearing that the daughter of your father’s acquaintance got another 100 on her final exam.

“Hey, Yooooungjun!! Why are you trying to kill our kids’ morale?!”

“I’m just stating the facts, President.”

“D*mn it, are you a T?!”

“I used to be an F, but because of you, I’ve become a capital T, that’s me.”

Youngjun continued, displaying a video on the large screen.

“In just a few hours of broadcasting, she received millions of won in donations. The number of viewers exceeded five digits for the first time in a live stream.”

“Wow… what kind of content did she do to make it such a big hit?”

Spring asked Youngjun with wide eyes.

“She did a content where viewers could roll a gacha with their donations.”

“…Gacha? What kind of gacha?”

“She probably did some kind of roulette content.”

Summer clicked her tongue and said.

“1 hour of fitness games, 24 hours no breaks, dancing to Zero Two all afternoon, playing horror games… something like that, right?”

“Heeeh… she must have suffered a lot. No, is it that she will suffer a lot in the future?”

“It wasn’t that, it was a new outfit content gacha.”

“…What?”

A question mark appeared above Summer’s avatar at Youngjun’s words.

A new outfit content gacha. She wondered what kind of bizarre combination that was.

“Did she get like 100,000 won donations? By putting in a revealing outfit?”

“…Let’s just watch the video first.”

Soon, a short clip of Han Ari’s broadcast was played on the screen.

[Anonymous Sponsor donated 3,000 won.]
[Did you get a diamond ring on your finger?!]

[Anonymous Sponsor donated 10,000 won.]
[Isn’t the probability of this gacha proportional to the amount of money?]

[Anonymous Sponsor donated 5,000 won.]
[It seems like the probability is proportional to the amount since 1 million won is the pity. So why isn’t the see-through coming out!]

[Anonymous Sponsor donated 50,000 won.]
[Abs… let’s see the abs… belly button… haa…]

Throughout the video, donations kept pouring in endlessly.

Every time the funny TTS rang, the avatar changed in real time.

Suddenly, rabbit ears popped up on her head, and white gloves appeared on her hands.

Sometimes a strange hat or a cute cape appeared, and Han Ari’s bewildered appearance was exposed.

[Wait, wait a minute~ You have to give me time to introduce the accessories and clothes…]

[Wait, wait, I’m going to block the donations for a minute!]

[…Huh? Why isn’t this ending? How much is it backed up?!]

When someone finally managed to get Han Ari to wear black stockings, the chat went wild.

“Wow… I wondered what it meant to do a new outfit content gacha…”

“This… actually works?”

Spring and Summer muttered blankly while watching Han Ari in the video.

“Wow! Wow! That looks really fun!! Let’s do that when we debut! Huh? How about it?!”

“…We can’t do that, Autumn.”

Summer muttered in a voice that was clearly shocked, saying that only Han Ari could do that content.

Towards the end of the video, someone finally hit the ‘pity’.

[AncientPlantGang donated 1,000,000 won.]
[I’m here to end this war… For 5 minutes, Han Ari becomes Santa!]

The numerous accessories hanging on Han Ari’s avatar scattered like stars.

In the sparkling stardust, a revealing red Christmas outfit was superimposed on Han Ari’s body.

The clip ended with Han Ari looking bewildered and examining her avatar.

The killing point was that even at the very last moment, the donations didn’t stop.

A long silence filled the studio even after the clip ended.

Daon had been half-넋 since the donation punches started pouring in.

Spring and Summer were also just blinking blankly.

Even Autumn was speechless, which said it all.

In the long silence, Winter quietly, softly muttered.

“That’s also… ‘that person’s’ work, right?”

“Yes. Not only Han Ari’s avatar, but also the function to change outfits in conjunction with the donation API, and this outfit gacha system, are all his work.”

Daon frowned at Youngjun’s words.

“Who is it? Is it… the person who made the fan page for our 2nd generation, Jjun?”

“Yes. It’s the same person.”

“Certainly… his skills are extraordinary.”

“So, the agenda I want to discuss at today’s meeting is…”

Youngjun paused for a moment and then continued.

“A complete overhaul of Seasons’ avatars.”