The air conditioner’s cool air emitted a faint white noise in the quiet live stream room.
Orange Quiet Forest took a deep breath in front of the equipment.
Today was the official debut day of “Fujiriria.”
A few days ago, the beautifully edited debut trailer had already ignited anticipation on Fujiriria’s personal account.
But it was probably those strange clips outside the official account that worked.
And when Fujiriria was about to start streaming, the official account released her first MV teaser, set for midnight tonight, which would be after the stream.
At this moment, Orange Quiet Forest, like a soft meow, was comfortably curled up in a spacious gaming chair.
She couldn’t even be bothered to change clothes, wearing a white shirt with a floral short skirt and white knee-high socks, her black hair standing up playfully on top of her head, giving off a relaxed vibe.
Normally, with this simple upper-body expression motion capture, the equipment could be moved home in the future, allowing everyone to comfortably lie in the bedroom and do some casual chat streams.
But only Orange Quiet Forest was an exception, because the outrageous stunt she pulled a few days ago still had ripples that hadn’t settled.
At this moment, outside the one-way glass, Orange Berry was standing with her arms crossed, staring intently at what was happening inside.
As for today’s debut stream, why not do a gorgeous full 3D motion capture setup?
Orange Quiet Forest looked at the monitor screen and could only laugh meow meow because there was a punishment segment.
As the push-to-stream button was pressed, the pitch-black screen lit up instantly.
A large number of viewers who had been lurking in the black-screen chat room finally saw the white-haired, pure, young girl they had been longing for.
Orange Quiet Forest skillfully pinched her voice, tilted her head sweetly toward the microphone.
“Good evening, meow meow!”
With her own movement, the girl on screen also did an extremely cute head-tilt kill, her silver-white hair gently swaying with the motion.
–What’s with the meow meow? No ears, no tail, is it your catchphrase?
–Good evening, good evening!
–Wifey is finally debuting!
–That meow meow made my bones melt.
Then, soon the audience noticed something was off.
Their gaze followed the young girl’s pure and lovely upper body downward…
That white-haired beauty who was originally supposed to be wearing a dreamy skirt and have beautiful legs was now sitting upright in a wheelchair full of metallic texture.
Moreover, that pair of ice cream sandwich legs was wrapped from the knees down in white medical bandages as thick as city walls, and even hard plaster with clearly visible plaster textures was applied.
This was why only the upper body could move today, and also the reason Orange Quiet Forest didn’t even bother changing clothes.
After all, the lower half of the virtual avatar was already paraplegic.
After a brief pause, the bullet comments erupted.
–?????
–Holy crap, a wheelchair?!
–Second stream and already got your legs in a cast? That’s a stunt for you.
–I’m dying, official punishment came this fast.
“That’s right, Mother broke my legs, meow meow.”
Orange Quiet Forest let out a laugh like scrubbing glass.
Seeing the “hahaha” floating across the screen in droves, Orange Quiet Forest, sitting in front of the microphone, could no longer hold it together.
She had been maintaining a dignified sitting posture, but now she broke character, her shoulders shaking violently.
Immediately after, a strange laugh echoed in the live stream room, as if someone was frantically rubbing a dry cloth back and forth on glass.
“Hehe—gahaha—hehehe—gahahaha!”
She laughed so hard she leaned back onto the chair, her long legs flailing messily under the real computer desk.
Though since her legs were “broken” this time, they couldn’t be captured anyway.
And the white-haired girl in the wheelchair on screen, synchronized with facial capture, also made a laughing expression that rocked back and forth, looking both pitiful and comical with the wheelchair.
–Damn, are you really a girl? Is that a laugh a human can make? Don’t die on my phone.
–Call an ambulance, call an ambulance for the streamer! She looks like she’s about to pass out.
–That laugh is too catchy.
My roommate thinks I’m watching a sentient rag.
Orange Quiet Forest deliberately paused, looked at the flood of question marks in the bullet comments, and threw out some additional lore.
“By the way, a little trivia. The ‘Mother’ here is our NAMO LIPAR boss—Lord c eternal, meow meow! You guys might not know, but in our ‘=Ï€’ group, the boss is an incredibly versatile genius. My model and character design were all drawn line by line and then sculpted bit by bit by her alone.”
Orange Quiet Forest mischievously raised a fair finger and made a “shh” gesture at her lips.
“In virtual streaming, the artist who draws the character design is called ‘Mother,’ and the one who does the modeling is called ‘Father.’ So, the boss is both my father and my mother, hermaphroditic meow meow. I was too naughty yesterday, got a joint beating from my cyber parents, and they ruthlessly broke my legs, meow meow.”
Outside the glass window, Chu Yong, who had been smug about the stunt, almost spilled her coffee hearing this outrageous speech.
Orange Berry, on the other hand, was gloating.
Letting her get away with it? When Orange Quiet Forest goes wild, you’ll have your hands full.
She had never been able to control Orange Quiet Forest.
It felt like a deer in a zoo—beautiful to look at from afar, but don’t try to touch it, or it’ll ram you to death!
Because only Orange Quiet Forest had work today, the others weren’t required to participate, but Jing He Xuanyiang still came to observe.
She was half-sprawled on the sofa, playing on her phone while watching Orange Quiet Forest, showing that same fox-like smile from before, inscrutable.
Since this interaction hadn’t crossed the line yet, they didn’t cut the stream, but it made everyone sweat bullets.
–c eternal: Baobao, stream seriously, okay.
Otherwise, next time Mother might not just break your legs.
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As this official bullet comment filled with motherly love appeared, the air in the live stream room froze.
Orange Quiet Forest, who was about to continue making up stories about the boss’s domestic violence, suddenly caught a glimpse of this golden warning in her peripheral vision.
“Hiss—”
Orange Quiet Forest drew in a cold breath, and her real body shivered.
And this reaction was captured by the high-precision motion capture equipment.
The white-haired girl on the screen, sitting in the wheelchair, had her antenna hair stand up, and her whole shoulder flinched.
The bullet comments instantly erupted like a volcanic explosion.
–Mother has entered the chat.
–The streamer is about to be punished.
–Is this really an entertainer?
–Mother is watching you right behind you.
–Streamer, run, push your wheelchair and run overnight, or else your hands will be broken too.
“Ahem… alright alright, no more jokes, meow meow.”
Orange Quiet Forest took a deep breath.
When she spoke again, the lazy, playful tone vanished without a trace.
Replaced by a pure voice that seemed washed by the first snow, ethereal with a hint of fragility.
“Next up is Liliya’s real, serious self-introduction segment~”