Willow consistently claimed she was a goddess, but the viewers didn’t take her seriously at all.

‘How did this even happen?’

It wasn't her intention, but the current situation was honestly hilarious.

“Willow, wait a minute.” Evangeline, who finally managed to pull her aside, spoke cautiously, “I get that you're mad at Neltarid. But if you talk about them like that, people won't take it well.”

“So you're telling me to watch my mouth when it comes to that bastard?” Willow asked through gritted teeth.

“No, I know you’re angry, but almost none of the viewers actually believe you’re a real goddess. So, please, I’m begging you... if you cause any controversy here, I’m the one who’s gonna have to clean up.”

“...Okay. Fine.” She didn't quite understand, but she seemed to accept it nonetheless. “And then there's you, you little brat! Cut down on gambling. I might tell Dad.”

“W-who said it's gambling! It's just gacha! It uses game money...”

“Eva, get real. Did you pour in real money or not?”

“I... I did.”

“Right! So, don’t do too much of it. If you get addicted, I'm telling Mom.”

She patted her on the shoulder, and then her body turned translucent, only to slowly scatter away.

“Willow?”

“Looks like my time is up. It’s draining faster than I thought...”

“You're already going back?”

“I think I need a little more time to adjust, but I'll be back soon. Let's go to an amusement park or something next time.”

Her smile had a subtle bitterness to it.

Before Evangline could even process it, she was gone.

“Let's look on the bright side...”

It was a miracle that Willow had even come that far. Originally, they weren’t even allowed to talk like this.

All Evangeline had ever known about it was that she had an older sister, and that sister was dying.

[??? Where'd Willow go?]

[Boss, what did you do to her?!]

“Hello? This is my stream, guys! Why do you keep looking for my sister?!”

No matter how she thought about it, Willow suddenly showing up on her stream didn't seem to be the best change of pace.

“Alright, alright, I think this is enough gacha for the day. I already got an earful from Willow for emptying my bank account.”

[LMAO so even a silver spoon gets scolded for spending money]

[But why you have so much money KEKW]

[I bet she got yelled at for cracking open her piggy bank lols]

[That piggy bank is probably cursing you out in hell OMEGALUL]

“Come on, I'm not a kid...”

Ding!

[Constellation Leo has donated 10,000 Won.]

- And I bet you're saving 500 won in that piggy bank behind you every day, are you? Busted!

“Ah. No, I just do that for fun...”

It wasn't that Evangeline didn't have the money in the first place. She was well aware that becoming desensitized to these sorts of things naturally led to increased spending, so she didn't have any complaint with those kinds of comments.

[Even so, you should be able to spend the money you’ve earned yourself, Boss.]

“D-do you think so?”

However, she was also quite easily influenced.

[Isn't it just an investment, anyways? Investment’s necessary for everything.]

Evangeline was almost convinced.

‘I mean... It could be an investment? Then it probably doesn't matter.’

Then, someone interrupted her thoughts.

[You're being scammed right now.]

It was none other than Yuria, the head of the Gourmet Research Society. Evangeline instinctively shuddered at her chat.

Evangeline realized that spending money on the game’s gacha was simply for her own enjoyment, and held no real significance for the stream.

[DAMMIT. She didn't fall for it.]

Naturally, the viewers were disappointed.

“Ahem! Cough! Well, I did promise at the start, and I need to get back to my roots, so no more gacha for now!”

She tried her best to defuse the atmosphere and picked up her pen again to start drawing.

* * *

“Want to try this? It's pretty good. It's a specialty from the Pertium region.”

After that sudden appearance, Willow periodically dropped into Evangeline's stream.

She would pop out of thin air while she was engrossed in drawing, offering a cotton candy-like snack, or—

“I saw this and thought it looked fun, so I brought it. Watch it later.”

She’d suddenly bring a tv series from who knows where.

Willow had started taking care of her to an astonishing degree.

[Oh, welcome, Big Sis!]

“Hey there! It seems like I see you guys on the stream all the time. Don't you ever get tired of watching? Don't you have anything else to do?”

[That's an AoE roast gg]

[Wow, you’re messed up, Sis.]

The problem was that sometimes she’d just show up for no reason and silently watch the stream from behind.

The viewers were entertained, sure, but Evangeline started to get extremely nervous. She liked having Willow nearby, but the immense pressure she felt when Willow stared at her for no reason was getting to her.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and shouted, “Seriously! Don't you have anything to do? Can you really just wander around like this while making your subordinates work?”

She then clammed up, realizing her mistake right after she said it.

Willow fell silent for a moment before responding, “Do you not like me being here?”

“Ah! No, it's not that...”

[Wow, Boss. Just wow. Smh]

[We didn't think you were...]

“N-no, you guys! That's not what I meant.”

[Get]

[Canceled]

[Get]

[Canceled]

Flustered by the sheer power of the chat that spammed about her being canceled, she quickly sent a pleading glance toward Willow.

However, to her surprise, Willow was covering her face and sobbing.

“Willow?” Realizing that things were taking a serious turn, she sprang up. “I'm ending the stream here.”

She ended it without hesitation and rushed over to her sister. “Willow. Look at me for a second, okay?”

“I'm fine. I just need a moment.”

“No, what do you mean you're fine!” she shouted, and forcibly turned Willow to face her. Her eyes widened.

Willow was crying, tears streaming down her face. Her bloodshot eyes said it all.

“Hey...” Evangeline softly called out.

“I'm sorry... I bothered you too much, didn't I? I’ll get going.”

A warning bell went off in Evangeline’s head the moment she saw Willow about to vanish.

‘If I let her leave like this, I'll definitely regret it!’

“Willow, I'm sorry! It's all my fault!”

“No, Eva. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pressure you...”

“No, it's fine! It's okay for you to stay! I was wrong, okay?”

“Hic. Hic.”

“Hey! I’ll do anything you want! Seriously, you can stay next to me the whole time I stream!”

Hearing her rambling, frantic pleas, she flinched and carefully asked, “Are you... really okay with that?”

“Y-yes! I'm really okay with it! The viewers like it when you're here, and... I like it too.”

“Alright. Then let's do that.” She instantly returned to normal, as if she hadn't cried at all.

Evangeline was flabbergasted. “Huh?”

“No take-backs, got it? If you break your word, you'll face divine punishment later, you know?”

“W-what? Why all of a sudden...” It didn't take long for Evangeline to realize she'd been tricked. “Hey!!!”

Despite her screaming, Willow didn’t pay her any mind. “Oh, Eva, I saw you playing something fun before?”

“Uuuh. Huh?”

“The one where you shoot.”

“Oh, that FPS game? I don't really find it very fun...”

“Let me try it! What's fun these days?” 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

“Well, I guess maybe Battle Over Strike? That one's pretty famous. They have pro gamers, a hundred-person battle royale mode, 6-on-6 matches, and a single-player mode.”

“That sounds fun...”

“You want to try it? It's pretty hard, though.”

“I'll try it! It looks reasonably fun, and it doesn't seem that hard...”

‘You know what... how can I say no to anything to her when she barely survived?’

Evangeline could already picture Willow running into all kinds of high-level players and toxic griefers after playing for a while, then cursing about how ridiculous the game was.

She sighed and handed over her account, as she was done streaming anyway.

Exactly one day later, stories about her circulated in Battle Over Strike (B.O.S).

* * *

Evangeline owned several other computers besides her streaming and gaming getups.

It was because she had been given various models with instructions to do whatever she wanted, courtesy of Prince Al Hajat. As one of the wealthiest people on Earth, he had given her all of them because he cherished her like his own niece.

Willow installed the game on one of those computers and smiled innocently while cracking up her fingers.

“Alright, let's go! You have no idea how much I’ve been itching to play while stuck just watching,” she said confidently, clapping her hands.

“By the way, Eva, how do I move and stuff?”

Regrettably, she had never actually used a computer herself.

* * *

Kang San, a top-tier pro gamer in Battle Over Strike, was smurfing on his stream.

“No, smurfer’s too harsh! Well, yes, making a new account to smurf is frowned upon, but this is for content, you know? I'm only doing it for a little while. And I have to teach them in order to help low-rank players improve, so what else am I supposed to do?”

[Nope, don't care. Smurfer.]

[Smurfer. Get canceled.]

“Ugh. These people are impossible...” He shook his head.

He knew that was just how viewers were. He decided to ignore them and focus on his content.

“Alright. Is everyone logged in?” he said to his teammates, who were also streamers.

Battle Over Strike had various modes, and the hundred-person battle royale was quite popular.

That was because its immense freedom allowed for all sorts of bizarre and incredible strategies.

The mode he was playing now was squad mode, one of the original Battle Royale modes.

It was a three-person team game, which made it a war with nearly thirty teams.

“Yes, Teacher.”

“Working fine on my end.”

“Then we shall begin. First, we should go... Should we go here?” he asked, placing his cursor over an area on the map.

“I don’t know... what if we get wiped instantly?”

“Don't be scared, I gotchu. I've watched a lot of videos on this.”

The two streamers he was mentoring muttered through the voice chat.

“First, when you land, pick up the weapons immediately around you. You should pick up different things depending on the situation, but when you're in a hurry, you have to use whatever you can grab.”

As he said that, Kang San finished basic looting at an astonishing speed.

He instantly spotted an enemy in motion using his ultra gamer instinct and visual acuity.

“Alright. Enemy north, 340. What should we do?”

“Run,” one of his teammates instantly responded.

“Shouldn't we fight?”

“Well, the choice is yours, but since you need experience to get better, we should fight.”

He smirked and took aim at one player.

“Alright. So-Hyung, go left. Seesee, go right. You should see them once I shoot, follow the bullet path. Don't hesitate, just light ‘em up.”

The exchange began with that command. Gunshots rang out instantly, and two players from the enemy team who came out of the building stumbled around, giving the two kills just like that.

One of his teammates excitedly shouted, “I got them, Teacher!”

“That was easy,” the other commented.

“Right? It's easy once you know how. Okay. So, what should we do now?”

“Loot?”

“No, there are three enemies per team. Unless someone disconnected early, there's definitely one more person in that squad.”

He casually analyzed the situation and pointed to their spots.

One of them realized, “You deliberately didn't finish off the two who went down, right? To draw out the remaining person?”

“What if they run away?” the other asked.

“No choice, then. We’d have to take them out before they disappear.”

‘The last one should be coming out soon. Newbies in this rank are so predictable.’

Kang San was aiming his gun around when a kill feed suddenly popped up on his screen.

“Argh! Teacher! Someone got me!”

“Yooo!! What the heck?!” Kang San was startled, seeing the two were taken out in an instant.

‘There were no signs... When did another squad get here?’

Just as he was thinking that.

“Ugh!” His character also sprayed blood and cried out in pain. “Are you kidding me?”

Realizing who the culprit was, he quickly made his move.

“Pretty good for a noob. I'll take care of this one.”

Using amazing movement and quick judgment, he quickly pinpointed their location and entered the building.

“They're good, but they're still just a noob.”

He picked up a pump-action shotgun as soon as he entered the building.

Although it wasn't generally considered great, in this game, it was famous for its strong firepower and was the undisputed king of close quarters combat.

He then entered the area where the opponent was, shooting his gun at the spots where he guessed the enemy would be.

Boom!!

However, what came back was only a carefully placed gas can, and the moment he hit it, his character went flying with an explosion.

“Aargh! What the hell?!”

‘There’s no way a newbie set a trap like this.’

Setting a simple trap was something a beginner could do, but pulling off a perfect psychological play that fooled a professional gamer was far from rookie behavior

Just as he quickly recovered his posture and was about to counter-attack, he saw a user standing across a large room from him, holding a gun.

He was surprised, but at least he finally knew where they were coming from.

‘If I use this position well, they won’t be able to shoot me to death from this range anyway. I'll just take cover, heal up, and then fight again.’

Bang!!

At that moment, he saw a muzzle flash burst, and something fell with a thud.

Clink. Clink.

Something hanging from the ceiling was shot and cut loose, pulling a pin. His face went blank as he realized what it was.

‘Even top-tier pros struggle to pull off a trick like this!!’

Boom!!

Kang San, who had been taken out by underestimating his opponent, laughed in exasperation. “Aaah. Did I let my guard down too much?”

“Teacher?”

“It's fine, that was just a little joke. No problem. When you play games like this, you always run into ridiculous bad luck.”

However, his pride was definitely hurt. He just hoped to meet the opponent again.

He successfully carried a few more matches and queued up again. By luck or fate, he found a female character with the same nickname and character design as the player who had killed him.

“Oh, that's the one who got me, right? Their nickname is...”

Then, the streamer named Seesee, who recognized the nickname, spoke and said, “Wait... isn't that Evangeline?”

“Evangeline?”

“Yes, the daughter of the Saint of Tionis. That streamer who does drawing streams.”

Kang San was doubtful. “Are you sure it's not an impersonator?”

“No, I definitely remember that nickname. You can’t take anyone else’s already-established name in this game.”

She was moving around as if she was getting the hang of something, shooting into the air and constantly crouching and standing up, completely ignoring Kang San.

“Alright, everyone, let's get our revenge.”

Whether it was the real Evangeline or not, he thought the current situation was interesting.

Exactly ten minutes later.

“Fuck! How is that supposed to be a noob...”

Bewildered, his character collapsed with a hole in its head.

He thought she was a newbie, but her movements were beyond a mere noob’s abilities.

He tried to search for her stream to confirm, but unfortunately, she wasn't streaming. Of course, he didn't know that the one playing on her account wasn't her, but someone else.

The culprit had unknowingly made him, a top-tier pro gamer, look like a fool.

Back in Evangeline’s room, Willow remarked with happiness, “Sheesh, this game's easy! And tricks like these work too. This game is pretty interesting.”

“Ummm. Uuuh. Y-yeah, it's easy? I guess??”

She didn’t miss a single shot and used bizarre, incredible traps and psychological tactics that no one could predict.

She accomplished such outlandish feats that Evangeline couldn't tell what she had learned from Davey.

She felt that a goddess with all her power shouldn’t be playing a game like this, but Willow herself was completely absorbed in the game.