I Became a 6★ Gacha Character

Chapter 233: Princess 'King' Maker 3

TL/Editor: Raei

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If the viewers get mad at Han Se-ah, ranting and raving, the solution is quite simple.

If the certified teacher, Roland, steps in and verbally knocks them down, their anger turns into laughter.

It's not that I'd get mad if Han Se-ah accepts a quest without even reading it as soon as it pops up, but if the viewers start freaking out like that, I have no choice but to step in.

"Hanna, come here and sit down."

"Eh?"

The fruit parcel that Grace received was handed over to the maids, and the skewers were consumed as dinner along with the take-out pasta.

After finishing her alchemy grind, Han Se-ah returned to the mansion late and hesitantly sat at the dining table.

Grace munching on chicken skewers, Irene tearing into the pasta as if it were a novelty, and Katie rummaging through a basket of fruits, perhaps to eat after her evening exercise, all quietly vanished from the kitchen.

I wonder if this atmosphere, quiet enough to make you ponder whether it transcends cultures, is universal as Emmas subordinate maids in charge of cleaning up after the meal also scampered away in a hurry.

Leaving behind a silence occupied only by Han Se-ah and the viewers watching her.

"Do you know why I called you?"

"Uh, um... because I accepted that offer right away?"

In the midst of an ambiguous silence, I organized my thoughts.

When speaking to Grace, I gave her a good reason to console her, but on the flip side, there are mountains of not-so-good, annoying reasons.

In a modern society where you can't just stab annoying people with a longsword, with all its political snakes, foxes, and devils, this world could only be worse, not better.

There are too many stories to detail one by one, so I had to throw out a story that touches a bit on Han Se-ah's guilt while making it easy for the viewers to understand.

Honestly, I had a bit of that gamer spirit, thinking, 'When receiving a quest, just smash that enter key without reading the explanation.'

...I still don't know the main story of Heroines Chronicle, into which I've sunk millions over several years.

"Hanna, who is Katie?"

"Huh? What's that about?"

"Katie, who is she?"

I wasn't planning to have a serious conversation, but speaking in a measured tone made Han Se-ah's face go pale.

It's like a kid thinking they secretly made in-app purchases only to find out the bill was sent via text message.

Up until now, my demeanor was like a carefree drinker.

Never harsh, never scolding, just breezily getting by and helping out when things went awry.

Now, for the first time, I set the tone and met her gaze, naturally making Han Se-ah shrink back.

To her, the fact that I'm an NPC in a virtual reality game doesn't seem particularly important as her knees neatly fold in, and she places her hands, clenched into fists, on top of her gathered knees.

"She's a... precious companion...?"

"No, not that."

-Shocking revelation indeed~ LOLLLLLL

-Come on, did you really think he was asking about that?

-Is this some kind of friendship test? Like Teacher Roland would ask that?

-As expected, not just anyone can be the world's number one clown.

-I'm jealous of Han Se-ah's creativity right there!

Han Se-ah's eyes spin around under the sharp barrage of my answers and the viewers' onslaught.

Glancing sideways, she looks like a scolded puppy, but no matter how cute, the mischievous viewers won't give her the right answer.

Of course, the right answer wasn't anything grand.

"A knight who firmly supports the backline of the party...?"

"And?"

"Eh..."

But why can't that simple answer come out?

If she's being scolded for political issues involving princes and princesses, shouldn't it naturally lead to Katie's status as a noble lady?

But Han Se-ah, seemingly too flustered, doesn't even think to mention the noble lady and the grand Duke's family.

"A genius knight who reached the top at a young age?"

"..."

"Uh, um, that is..."

"...She's the daughter of the Northern Grand Duke."

"Oh, right!"

At this point, the viewers' joke about 'pretending not to know for donations' seems like it might be the truth, given their reaction.

But if those wavering eyes and trembling voice were an act for donations, wouldn't Han Se-ah, with her looks, have become a top actress in theatre instead of an internet streamer?

As Han Se-ah's teasing gradually turns into vexation, causing harm to dental health, the viewers' attitude changes as well.

After all, she's a seasoned internet streamer, not easily bullied.

But I'm a veteran returnee who has endured the torment of K-ARMY.

I've learned plenty about driving people crazy from military officers and famous cooking shows.

"Don't you know why I brought up Katie?"

"Eh...?"

The question method.

I don't start with why I called her to the table; I always ask her first.

If she can't guess the answer, I can scold her for not knowing, and if she luckily gets it right, I can express major disappointment for knowing yet doing it.

Initially, I intended to lightly scold and appease the viewers, but... seeing those anxious eyes rolling, it's too fun to stop now.

Trying not to laugh, I tense my jaw, perhaps making my face a bit stern.

Desperately rolling her eyes, Han Se-ah looks at my forehead as if seeking salvation.

It seems she's trying to cheat by overlaying the chat on my face.

"Because Katie, a companion, is the daughter of the Grand Duke's family, we need to discuss political matters properly together."

"Knowing that, you still did it?"

Some viewers, concerned about their dental health, start to throw in the right answers, helping Han Se-ah get on track.

She wasn't clueless so she probably roughly understood the situation by now.

One party member is the youngest daughter of the Northern Grand Duke, and another is a saint candidate under the watchful eyes of the temple's saint and saintess.

If she says she doesn't know, I scold her, and if she gets the answer right thanks to the chat, I scold her for knowing yet doing it.

Her eyes were trembling uncontrollably.

About 20 minutes into verbally beating her down, the viewers also take their stance, igniting the last flame.

In the midst of all this, speaking thoughtlessly of politically supporting someone.

The viewers too must have been startled by that terrifying word, starting to pummel Han Se-ah with money and chats, right?

-Yes, publicly endorsing someone on air is a big no-no.

[Chat deleted by the mod]

-So, you mean to say you support the princess politically and wish for her release?

[Chat deleted by the mod]

-Release the princess! She's already been released? Imprison the princess!

[Chat deleted by the mod]

Even though it's a political story from a fantasy world completely unrelated to the parallel universe of South Korea, bait like this is terrifying.

The chat was awash with national flags, and faces red and blue started shouting about patriotism, and foreigners, clueless due to someone playing 'The People's Song,' began chanting 'who will not be slaves again'!

"Stop! Stop it! I was wrong, please! If I get banned again, it'll be for 3 days!"

How supporting the princess, voting for the 3rd candidate, and the citizens' freedom in the French Revolution are related, I have no idea.

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Raei Translations

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In a parallel universe, lunatics shouting for the release of the politically troubled princess, Revolution Baguettes ready to dye the fields of France with the blood of martyrs based on a misunderstanding, and American troublemakers joining in without reason, singing all sorts of military songs.

In the indescribable chaos, Han Se-ah, who cried out, returned with a pale face.

Unable to quell the chaos, she was forced to log out and take a day to calm down.

"From today, let's move as quickly as possible towards the 45th floor! We didn't receive a request from the guild. I just think we need to check out the 45th floor."

"Yeah. And Hanna, I'm okay."

"Eh, hm?"

Katie, sneaked up to Han Se-ah's side as they had sandwiches prepared by the maids for breakfast and discussed their goals.

It seems the K-torment at last night's dinner table was more shocking to the noble lady than expected.

Pausing her chewing, Han Se-ah received comforting pats on the shoulder.

Her eyes floundered, looking rather dumbfounded.

To the party members, yesterday's incident might seem like their (magically) genius leader showing (socially) immature sides and receiving harsh criticism, so they might want to console her, thinking her feelings were hurt.

The actual person, after taking a full day's rest to recover from being beaten up with money, finds both her wallet and the corners of her mouth nearly torn.

"Yeah Thank you, Katie."

"Yes, people can make mistakes. But Hanna, let's make sure to consult together and then make decisions next time?"

Katie sticks by her side, and Irene, looking on, smiles tenderly.

It's as if they're kindergarten teachers taking care of a child who got into trouble, causing Han Se-ah to naturally put down the sandwich she was munching on.

Her eyes widen, as if she hadn't considered that.

After shaking off the viewers, she still had her teammates to think about.

-Look at those corners of her mouth, look!

-Why am I not Han Se-ah? Why am I not Han Se-ah? Why am I not Han Se-ah? Why am I not Han Se-ah?

-Seeing things like that makes me feel like starting a revolution.

-The noble lady's eyes and heart are so kind, even though the leader screwed up

-Can you hear the voices of the viewers? The cries of the angry fans.

Still, being beaten up with money and then being comforted seems to make her not feel too bad about the situation.

Amidst such chaos, having been scolded and unable to eat, we headed back to the tower, leaving behind the skewers.

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