Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 60

The moment I seized victory in the tournament, my body began to feel hazy.

With the match concluded, the arena started to dissolve, returning to its original location.

After a brief moment of waiting, my body began to move.

However, contrary to my expectations, the place I was transported to was rather peculiar.

In the center of the spacious area stood a small podium, and atop it, a plush sofa was prepared.

It seemed like an interview for the champion was scheduled.

*

Whoosh!

A small girl on the broadcast screen shot through like a streak of lightning, creating a scene reminiscent of a cartoon.

As the elongated sword severed the opponent’s neck, her tiny body glided past them as if on ice.

[Ahh! The last! The last attack! It concludes the match cleanly!]

Just as the commentator said, it was indeed a very clean finish.

Everyone watching the broadcast couldn’t help but marvel at that final blow that adorned the arena tournament’s finale.

[Wow, it’s definitely Yeo! I knew she would win.]

[Yes, that’s right. Here we have Zelos, who predicted Yeo’s victory, while the one who lost predicted Wild from Team W.S.]

[It appears my prediction was wrong. Since VRS isn’t my major, I guess unexpected results like this can happen.]

[Ah! So you mean the results might have been different if VRS was the case?]

[I can’t be sure, but wouldn’t you say so? Anyway, Yeo is truly amazing.]

As the commentators continued their conversation, the final arena slowly began to fade away, and the broadcast screen switched.

The newly revealed area was set up for the champion’s interview.

[Um, where is this…?]

[Ah, it’s the interview space for the tournament winner. However… I don’t see the host to conduct the interview?]

[Is there a problem? Yeo is wandering around by herself.]

Just as the commentators had said, Yeo was left alone in the interview space.

The little girl, glancing around, began to flap her large wings while meandering around.

It seemed she had forgotten that her image was being broadcasted.

[The host for the interview is experiencing connection issues. They’re rushing to prepare another capsule, so please bear with us for a moment.]

A connection issue for the host conducting the winner’s interview? What a broadcasting accident.

The viewers of the relay broadcast could only stare blankly at Yeo, who was flapping around on the screen.

Seemingly bored from waiting, Yeo started shaking her shoulders and arms.

It looked like she wanted to move the wings attached to her back herself.

[Yeo seems to want to be an angel.]

[She must want to fly in the sky.]

In that moment, while wiggling her fingers in the air, Yeo’s eyes sparkled as she spread her arms wide.

Suddenly, the angel wings attached to her back disappeared, replaced by magnificent demon wings.

[Ah! What is this? Demon wings!]

[It seems she’s received the tournament prize.]

As the commentators said, Yeo had donned the prize from the tournament that arrived in her mailbox.

The title hovering above her head was also changed.

[Unbeatable]

[Soft & Chewy Cow]

[Yeo]

Perhaps she liked her new wings? Yeo began to flap her demon wings with glee.

She glanced back at her wings, jumping on the spot and swinging her sword, striking what she considered the most perfect pose.

[It really suits you perfectly.]

[You look completely demonic, right?]

The commentators were busy trying to fill in the broadcasting accident with chatter.

It was a necessary choice to pacify the viewers’ anger.

Yet, the viewers’ reactions weren’t all that negative. Yeo’s captivating presence kept the screen filled without a dull moment.

With her demon wings adorned, Yeo began to fold her arms, wearing an evil smile.

What she thought was a cool pose appeared just cute to the viewers watching the broadcast.

As she bounced around, fluttering her demon wings, suddenly angel wings sprouted from her back.

In that brief moment, she swapped her wing costumes.

[Ah, now it’s an angel.]

[She can switch between angel and demon at will. Total Lucifer, right?]

[Just as I say, it seems the host for the interview has made their connection now.]

As the commentators mentioned, a massive light poured down next to the bouncing Yeo, revealing a man.

The moment Yeo saw him, she snapped to attention, her expression stiffening, as if she were pretending nothing had happened during her antics.

[We’re switching the broadcast screen, and we’ll take our leave now.]

The commentators’ role ended there. Just as they said, the screen transitioned rapidly, revealing Yeo sitting on the plush sofa alongside the host.

“Ah, I’m sorry for the delay. We had a sudden connection issue…”

The voice was clear. The dialogue that had never appeared while watching the commentators began to echo vividly.

“Anyway, let’s start the interview with the winner of the First Ultimate Arena Tournament, Yeo. Yeo, could you say a few words to your fans watching?”

The host discreetly glancing at the chat visible beneath him noted the viewers’ reactions weren’t too bad despite the broadcasting accident.

He knew well that it was all thanks to the little girl sitting next to him.

“Um… So, I want to thank everyone who cheered for me.”

Springing up from her seat, Yeo bowed her head and spoke.

The large demon wings rearing behind her flapped, announcing their presence.

“Wow, those are really big wings. That was the prize from the arena tournament, right?”

“Yes! That’s right. What do you think? Aren’t they really cool?”

Even with the host’s small compliment, Yeo smiled brightly and flapped her wings.

How much did she like her demon wings to brag about them like this?

The host wiped the cold sweat from his brow and forced a blissful smile.

Yeo, undeterred by the host’s awkwardness, turned around to show off her wings.

In that moment…

“Ah—”

With a short exclamation from the girl, her figure suddenly vanished.

“Yeo…?”

Could it be that Yeo also experienced a connection issue?

The host, looking flustered, jumped up and began scanning the surroundings.

But Yeo didn’t return. No, it would be more accurate to say she couldn’t return.

“Oh, Yeo has suddenly disappeared. It seems there has been a connection issue…”

The host muttered nervously, checking the broadcast chat.

– Hahaha, shut down system lololol

– Crazy character concept lololol

– Did she really get kicked out by the shut down system?

– How old is she to get hit by the shut-down rule?

– Was she just stirring up trouble to get kicked out?

“The… shut down rule…?”

It was a broadcasting accident. An enormous broadcasting accident.

The fact that he was late was now overshadowed by the fact that Yeo, the winner, had vanished.

The truth was uncertain, but if Yeo didn’t return, the conclusion of this arena tournament would undoubtedly go down in history as the worst.

“Ah…”

But all the host could do was stand there, helpless.

He was left alone, staring blankly before ultimately having to end the broadcast.

Because Yeo never came back.

It was a show that everyone was watching, naturally leading to chaos in various communities.

The Deron gallery was no exception to the ripples.

[Deron Online Gallery]

[Completely Lucifer lololol] [4]

[Disappeared during the interview lololol] [1]

[Is she really a minor hit by the shut-down rule? Or is it a concept?] [5]

[A typical conversation of middle school girls.jpg] [8]

[Did a ninja take the prize? lololol]

[Paladin’s shield didn’t make a mark?]

[The reality of mages needing a boost] [26]

[The gallery master really likes those wings.jpg] [11]

After the broadcasting accident, one would expect a proper interview to take place.

However, at precisely 10 PM, Yeo vanished without a trace.

Anyone who knew her well would be aware that she was maintaining a middle school girl concept.

Most users regarded it as a concept. But at this point, doubts began to creep in.

– Is it true that a user named Yeo is a minor affected by the shut-down rule?

It was a natural question that arose.

Yet, it seemed unbelievable. What kind of middle school girl could play Deron and win against professionals from VRS?

Nevertheless, there were also those who enjoyed this entire situation.

[Yeo, switching wings like a blood demon.gif] [22]

(GIF showing her swapping wings multiple times in the interview space)

(Flapping around with angel wings)

(Wielding a sword with demon wings)

It seemed the middle school blood demon was quite taken with the new wings she had received.

Though she couldn’t fly, her heart was certainly soaring above the skies.

[Comments]

[Hahaha, she looks super excited with those wings lololol]

[Look at her face lol, does she think she looks cool? Crazy girl lololol]

ㄴ[LOL]

[Totally a succubus girl;;;]

ㄴ[She’s shaking her butt to show off her wings lololol]

ㄴ[Total suck-up;;;]

[Completely Lucifer!!!]

ㄴ[Wow!!!!!!!!!]

[Blood demon, you’re an angel now]

ㄴ[She’s a blood angel now]

[The gallery master might freak out if she reads these comments; better run away.]

ㄴ[Isn’t this the same guy who flooded the chat five minutes ago asking for ‘middle school girl underwear originals’?]

ㄴ[I didn’t show anything; I just said I wouldn’t let you see me.]

ㄴ[So did you see her?]

[Looks like the girl didn’t even realize her image was all over the broadcast.]

ㄴ[Honestly, look how stiff she got when she saw the host.]

ㄴ[Even if it’s a concept, you gotta admit that’s impressive…]

ㄴ[What do you admit?]

ㄴ[As my bride!]

*

“Woah!”

Just like always, during the crucial interview moment, the oppressive shut-down rule hit me.

I was forcibly logged out and exited the capsule.

Maybe it was because I had been deeply focused on the tournament, but my whole body was drenched in sweat.

If I continued playing in this state, surely the inside of the capsule would be filled with my body odor.

As I stepped out, I hurriedly accessed Deron’s homepage.

Checking the live broadcast, I was relieved to see there wasn’t any serious issue.

The viewer reactions weren’t too bad either.

Ding!

At that moment, a message came from Sohee.

Sohee – [Congrats on winning!]

It was a congratulatory message from my best friend.

It was short, but the warmth within it was palpable.

“Hmm…”

Yeo – [Thanks.]

Sohee – [So, is everything busy over now?]

Yeo – [Um, the important stuff is finished.]

Sohee – [Well, do you remember the promise we made last time?]

Yeo – [Promise?]

Promise? Did I ever have some promise with Sohee?

It would have been nice if she specified what promise it was, but Sohee didn’t respond to my query.

She must have had something urgent come up.

“Ugh, sticky…”

My body drenched in sweat felt unpleasant.

I threw my phone onto the bed and headed toward the bathroom.