Chapter 23: Perverts

Steam rises thickly—

The steam rises vigorously through the gaps of the instant ramen in the cup.

In the end, I ended up buying the cup ramen.

I thought about going to a completely different store to buy a new product after the clerk unexpectedly left, but that wasn’t my original plan.

First of all, it would mess up my route.

This convenience store was the closest one around, and going to another would take more time.

As someone who generally doesn’t enjoy going out, staying outside for a long time isn’t something I look forward to.

Being in the sunlight feels like my skin is burning like a vampire, and for some reason, I feel as if my life force is draining away in real-time while I’m out.

Physically, my stamina has significantly improved compared to before.

Yet, the lingering symptoms suggest that this is likely a psychological issue.

I don’t know about the past, but the current cause is obvious.

So, this is, um… a complex emotion that’s hard to explain.

“Wow, what the…?”

“That body is insane…”

“Go talk to her.”

Camilla’s body, or rather, my body, was one that naturally drew attention from those around me.

Even in a baggy hoodie, my prominent curves were noticeable, and my waist was so loose that it kept slipping down, requiring me to pull the elastic tighter; yet, my hips and thighs clung tightly to the sweatpants…

Yeah, I completely understood why people were so interested.

Just by strolling around without focusing my gaze anywhere, I instinctively understood why people’s attention was drawn to me, and I realized why various kinds of interest were directed my way.

In my mind, I had already grasped this understanding.

Honestly, I didn’t feel too bad about it either.

I had always liked Camilla.

Even during the days when no one played her, I felt strangely good whenever someone complimented Camilla’s appearance, saying she was pretty.

Thus, now having a face identical to Camilla’s and receiving attention because of it wasn’t a bad feeling at all.

The body… was a bit burdensome, but I thought that this kind of attention wasn’t outright harassment, but rather compliments.

I found myself feeling a sense of satisfaction.

However, perhaps it was still too early to say.

Understanding and acceptance are entirely different things.

I found myself feeling subtly, no, quite a bit embarrassed.

At the same time, fatigue washed over me.

Was the stimulation too intense for my first outing?

After purchasing cup ramen and a triangle kimbap, I quickly returned to my cozy home.

I had originally considered eating in front of the convenience store terrace before heading back, but in this state, that was utterly impossible.

People passing by would surely look at me in a curious way while I ate.

It would be too much to be a spectacle, like a monkey in a zoo, something I would prefer to avoid even though I somewhat enjoy the attention.

I also didn’t forget to grab another triangle kimbap of the same brand as the clerk had mentioned.

It was an obvious gesture of kindness, and while that kindness felt somewhat burdensome, I knew well what kind of feelings a man might have when offering such kindness.

Having mustered the courage to do that, accepting a triangle kimbap for free shouldn’t be too difficult.

However, the problem lay in the payment.

After all, it totaled 2000 won, which was equivalent to two donations of 1000 won, and I couldn’t just eat for free.

If I just left, I could be accused of being a thief.

The clerk had run away without completing the transaction, but if I took the items without paying, that would be no different from theft.

I placed two 1000 won bills on the counter and decided to call it done.

I felt like it would take too long to wait for the clerk to come back.

I regretted not having a memo pad or something like a Post-it to leave a note.

Still, since I left 2000 won on the counter, I figured they’d understand.

“1”

As I stretched my suddenly stiff neck and shoulders, a groan escaped my lips.

Perhaps it was because I had been tense without realizing it; my body had gotten quite stiff.

While I was loosening my neck, the cup ramen had fully cooked by now.

The first outing since transforming into Camilla was quite challenging, but…

“Yum.”

The ramen was delicious.

Ah, and the triangle kimbap that the clerk had packed for me too.

A girl with silver hair walked towards me, taking steps that seemed indifferent but were each like a dance move, captivating anyone who watched.

I felt the same way. After being designated as the game’s MVP, seeing this unique motion left me in awe.

Camilla’s MVP motion has an emotional touch. There’s something about it that truly resonates with gamers.

Whenever this motion appeared, often unexpectedly, I felt a swell of gratitude for being selected as MVP, thinking to myself that I had done well in this game.

I remember when I was first selected as MVP, I played the game all night without sleeping.

As I reflected on those old memories, I quietly watched Camilla’s dance moves.

[Oh…]

[Wow, that body, that body, that body, that body, that body]

[What the hell,,, girl,,, her breasts and hips are just perfect]

[The technical skill is insane, the modeling is so realistic]

[Holding it with both hands and just… wow…]

[Filter it out, you crazy bastards ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[How is this even a girls’ chat room? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[The owner is quite lenient about this kind of stuff]

[This is a bit uncomfortable;;]

[If I play as Camilla, can I see those breasts too? If I play as Camilla, can I see those breasts too?]

However, it seemed that the viewers’ impressions of this grand motion were different from mine.

It wasn’t about the grandeur of her breasts; rather, it felt like something else was being emphasized.

After finishing the triangle kimbap and ramen, I immediately turned on the broadcast.

In fact, I had earned more than expected during a short broadcast early yesterday morning, so it would have been fine to take today off.

Still, I decided to go live. It wasn’t particularly difficult.

If I was going to play the game after turning off the stream anyway, it made more sense to keep the broadcast on.

Plus, turning on the stream allowed for casual chats during breaks or when I felt bored, which was nice.

It helped me project an image of being diligent.

Just consistently streaming and playing games earned me compliments from viewers, so there was no reason not to do it.

[I really want to squeeze those breasts]

[In fact, the soybean paste jar is the real deal]

[She looks so haughty, but her body is downright vulgar…]

[The chat is the most vulgar ㅋㅋ]

[So, what cup size does Camilla have?]

…I wonder what cup size that is.

I’m a bit curious about it too.

Since the official settings don’t provide the characters’ breast sizes, I have no way of knowing.

I moved my hand and lightly squeezed my breast.

Maybe it’s because Camilla has small hands, but there’s definitely a lot left even when I hold it with one hand.

No, even if I tried with both hands, there would still be some excess.

“Ugh.”

I let out a sigh, wondering what I was doing.

As for the size, I could always measure it when I go buy underwear later.

[Oh my!]

[Why are you sighing…?]

[Oh, come on ㅋㅋ How can I not sigh?]

[Honestly, it wouldn’t be weird to develop misandry ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[But isn’t the owner used to this kind of chat after being around for so long?]

[Just because I’m used to it doesn’t mean I’m not disgusted]

[But still… I can’t resist Camilla’s big breasts]

[Teacher, please say something]

“No, no… it’s just…”

In fact, I had previously admired Camilla’s face and figure.

If you’re a man, you can’t help but feel that way.

After all, the reason I started playing as Camilla was because of her stunning appearance and body, so I couldn’t be entirely shameless in front of this topic.

Besides, I had previously played with specific users in the gallery, ranking the appearances and figures of Abyss female characters, so I was quite accustomed to this kind of conversation.

Yet.

Despite being so familiar with the viewers fervently chatting about Camilla’s breast size and her hourglass figure…

Why did those conversations suddenly feel so embarrassing now?

As I read the viewers’ comments evaluating Camilla, my face instinctively flushed with heat.

…The reason was already clear to me.

Even if my mind wasn’t aware, my body had completely become Camilla, so when the viewers admired and leered at her body, it felt as if I was wearing Camilla’s outfit and hearing those embarrassing comments from the viewers.

I could only let out groans with a bright red face.

I can’t say a word.

I absolutely can’t say a word!

I felt like I would die of embarrassment, but it was a reason I couldn’t reveal.

Therefore, I couldn’t stop the viewers either.

[A cute owner who hates dirty talk deserves a thumbs up ㅋㅋ]

[Camilla is the owner’s girlfriend, oh ㅋㅋ Don’t sexually harass her!]

[A character rights advocate ㅋㅋ]

I couldn’t explain my reasons.

I couldn’t tell them to stop because of what I did in the past.

All I could do against the mischievous viewers was this much.

“…Perverts.”

The MVP motion wasn’t even a dance intended for that purpose, yet everyone was being all silly and lewd.

I said it with genuine feelings of resentment.

[What?]

[Oh… oh oh oh… oh oh oh…!]

[The owner is cuter than Camilla… I’ll stop here]

[Please do it one more time, one more time, one more time!]

Then, for some reason, the chat became even more active than before.

Now, there were comments asking for more swearing and saying that I was cute mixed in.

I don’t know, I don’t understand.

I don’t get these people’s feelings at all.

I just want to play the game.

Ignoring the viewers’ demands that I couldn’t comprehend, I started a new queue.

With my face still flushed with heat.