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“……”

Su-yeon’s heel came down, and she tried to calm her slightly flushed face with a hand fan while awkwardly continuing the conversation with her sister.

She flinched when Su-yeon’s voice suddenly struck her eardrum.

“Ahem…”

Ga-young, who never imagined Su-yeon would agree to her unreasonable request, let out a small cough after briefly stiffening.

She pulled out a hat from a small crossbody bag where she had placed her phone and wallet.

Due to the sunlight’s backlight and the height difference, no one noticed the change in her expression.

Even that expression didn’t last more than a few seconds.

“Let’s go…”

Even though we hadn’t entered the event hall yet, I felt strongly that people’s attention was already focused on us.

Especially from behind me, the stares felt particularly intense.

“Uh… Min-young? Is it really necessary to film this much?”

“…Should I not film?”

My sister lowered the camera and looked up at me with sparkling eyes.

Those eyes, filled with a strong desire for something, were a sight I hadn’t seen in a long time.

I couldn’t bring myself to crush her enthusiasm.

“Well, it’s not that you shouldn’t… Haah… Just do as you please.”

She immediately raised the camera and began capturing me and Chocoa through the lens.

“Um….”

“Please take a picture!!!”

“What character are you portraying!!!!”

“Baraa Noona!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“….Unnie, there are so many people.”

“Yeah… It really looks that way.”

People mistook me for some character and eagerly shouted my username, seeking attention while holding up their cameras.

I was grateful to those who recognized me, but the crowd was overwhelming.

At some point, Chocoa had retreated far beyond the throng of people.

I grabbed Min-young’s hand and navigated through the gaps in the crowd, finding an opening to escape.

“Excuse us!!!”

The people didn’t chase after us as we ran.

Whether it was out of respect or simply because they had no reason to follow, I wasn’t sure.

In any case, it was fortunate.

“Huff… Huff… Ugh… Haah… Haah…”

After a brief sprint, the crowd dispersed quickly.

Some still seemed intent on taking pictures with their phones or cameras, but my sister, showing no signs of exhaustion, moved ahead of me to block them with her small back.

“Hmm…”

When she firmly shook her head at the remaining few, they eventually left.

As I caught my breath, hiding behind her back, Chocoa slowly approached us.

Although she had escaped earlier, I felt a bit guilty that she had gone alone.

“You seem really popular…”

“…I’m sorry…”

“…..No, it’s okay. Maybe because you often stream with Baraa, at least one person recognized you.”

Once I had caught my breath, I tied my hair into a bun, pulling it out through the back of my hat.

I did my best to hide my distinctive white hair before we began properly exploring the event hall.

The *Lesik* community “Siege” was bustling as usual, but the past few days had been even livelier.

The reason? The annual *Lesik* event, which had begun on Friday.

This year’s event, titled *Legendary Six: Season Glare,* was a massive gathering featuring fans, NewTubers, streamers, professionals, and industry insiders.

The Siege community was abuzz with discussions about it.

[Yesterday’s match was insane]

Man, seriously, yesterday was epic.

As a Gold player, the skill gap hit me so hard.

-What skill gap are you even talking about?

-Where are you ranked?

-Copper, lol.

[To the person in black clothes, please shower before coming to the event]

Geez, you smell so bad. Please wash up next time.

-I’m not wearing black, but I apologize…

-Hehe, smell attack.

The lively and chaotic Siege community had several posts quickly climbing the ranks of the most popular threads.

[Met Baraa IRL at the event—mind blown]

I was entering the event hall when I saw this unbelievably unique hair color ahead of me.

I was curious, so I took a closer look—and wow, she was gorgeous.

That has to be our Noona, right?

Her companions were stunning too, probably her sister and Chocoa.

The crowd got too thick, so I couldn’t take a proper photo with them, but I managed to snap a pic.

(Attached: A blurry photo of the back of Baraa’s head)

-Wow, no way. I want to go too.

-Man, I’m at the event too, but why haven’t I seen her?!

-Just from the back, you can tell she’s amazing.

CoffeeIsBeer: Delete the photo.

-?

-Hic..! Quickly, delete it..!

CoffeeIsBeer: If it’s not deleted in one minute, you’ll be permanently banned from my stream.

-Kill me instead!!!

CoffeeIsBeer: Okay.

-Wait, hold on, just a second, please!!! Ah, crap, come on, I beg you!

-Will this be uploaded to NewTube?

RO- Damn it, let me sleep.

While the managers in the community scrambled to remove candid photos of Baraa and her companions from the popular posts, Su-yeon and her group were browsing the food trucks.

“Unnie, don’t you want to eat that?”

Min-young tugged at my arm, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth.

“What is it?”

“Takoyaki! You never let me eat junk food! But today’s my birthday—can’t I eat whatever I want??”

“…You already look like you’re eating junk food, though…”

She was holding a hot dog in her hand.

Meanwhile, Chocoa and I, having eaten sashimi and pork cutlets less than an hour ago, had empty hands.

“I’ll pay for everything today. I didn’t give you your birthday present yesterday, remember?”

Chocoa, seeming serious, immediately took out her wallet and headed for the food truck.

“Do you want some too?”

“Me? Oh… um, no, I’m fine! I’m not really hungry.”

My efficient metabolism could sustain me for an entire day—or even longer—on just one serving of pork cutlet.

Eating more now would only make me feel bloated, so after some thought, I declined.

“Really…? Alright. Twelve pieces… What flavor?”

“Cheese, please!”

“One cheese and one original, please.”

“Thank you.”

Chocoa handed a small box of takoyaki to Min-young and opened the other box herself.

“Ahh! Hot!”

As soon as She popped a piece into her mouth, she let out a small squeal and began blowing on it to cool it down.

“Is it good?”

“Yeah! Do you want some?”

“Well… just one.”

I hadn’t intended to eat any, but watching her enjoy it made me crave it too.

Before I could pick one up myself, Min-young, holding a piece covered in cheese, brought it directly to my mouth instead of handing me a toothpick.

“Wow… It’s delicious.”

“Hehe…”

Feeling no embarrassment about such interactions within the family, I gladly accepted the takoyaki she offered.

“Su-yeon, do you want some of this too?”

Since my sister had put the camera down to eat for a moment, Chocoa addressed me by name and offered me a piece, just as my Min-young had.

“…Ahhh…”

Her gaze was so insistent, it felt like refusing would be catastrophic.

“Are you full?”

“Yeah, but I can eat a little more.”

“Then let’s head inside now; the sun’s already set.”

Even though she was clearly full, Min-young kept trying to eat more, so I grabbed the back of her neck and dragged her toward the event hall.

She resembled a kitten being carried by its mother, but she didn’t seem to mind.

“We’ve spent an hour just eating… We didn’t come here just to eat, did we?”

“Well… that’s true…”

Reluctantly, she started walking on her own, pulling out her camera as we made our way to the hall.

The sky, already dark, was now completely different from the bustling daylight.

The number of people asking for photos had significantly dwindled, and there seemed to be fewer people wandering around outside.

However, the inside of the event hall remained as busy as ever.

The hall was vast and filled with numerous booths and attendees.

Coming at this late hour seemed to have worked out well.

“There are so many people…”

“What should we do first?”

“Uhmm….”

There were so many things to see, but we didn’t really know what was there, so we decided to just walk around and figure it out as we went.

Everyone agreed on this plan, and we began strolling past the various booths.

Since it was a *Lesik* event, many of the displays revolved around guns or special forces themes.

“No way! That’s an impossible score! You try it, then!”

“I’m not the type to play these kinds of games! And you’re the one who went to the army, so how can you be so bad at shooting?!”

From a nearby booth, I heard a loud and familiar argument.

“Wait… Is that who I think it is?”

Chocoa, also hearing the commotion, cautiously asked.

“It seems like it…”

Honestly, it would have been strange if they *didn’t* show up.

Yoon Gae and Ninima were both streamers and NewTubers.

To create content that viewers would enjoy, it was inevitable for them to participate in *Lesik’s* “Season Glare” event, which was drawing so much attention.

Yoon Gae had been playing *Lesik* for a long time, and Ninima had recently started, so it made sense for them to attend.

“Shall we check it out?”

As we moved toward the source of the noise, it turned out exactly as expected—Yoon Gae and Ninima were arguing.

The fight was taking place at a booth.

Out of curiosity, I moved a little closer.

“The guy gluing the stock to his face! Wha—? Huh?”

“What is it?”

“..Oh, hi?”

After a brief exchange of greetings, I assessed the situation.

“So… You were arguing about breaking this challenge?”

The cause of their argument was the booth itself, or more specifically, the challenge it offered.

“Exactly! No, listen! Gunkoo set the record yesterday and said he’d give money if someone broke it!!”

“…How much?”

“Score times ten.”

“Hmm… Should I try?”

Everyone around me immediately nodded enthusiastically at my question.

“……”

A single bead of sweat rolled down the shiny head of the booth manager.