“Qian Ju, I’ve looked into it.”
Orange Berry lowered her voice.
“It’s not a model issue. The platform’s AI judged your breathy voice and trailing sounds… well, too suggestive. The system directly identified your last sentence as borderline content, so it got instantly banned.”
“Huh?”
Cao Qian Ju’s beautiful eyes widened instantly.
Her mind went blank as she blurted out:
“Too, too suggestive? How is that possible? I was just chatting normally! Where was there any…”
Before she could finish her sentence, on the livestream screen, the bullet comments that had been complaining about lag on the new platform suddenly paused for a second, as if pressing a stop button.
Immediately, the screen was flooded with question marks like a blizzard.
–Officially certified borderline content
–So you didn’t mute your mic, I can’t hold it together
–Details on too suggestive, where’s the recording?
–I knew that sigh gave me tingles down my spine, turns out it’s not my fault, the AI knows what’s up
–Upon closer listening, Qian Yin’s voice really does sound like those suggestive ASMRs.
Watching the suddenly exploding comments, Cao Qian Ju was stunned at first, then her gaze stiffly moved downward.
When she saw the green recording indicator flashing merrily on the mixer, her fair and refined face visibly reddened from the base of her neck all the way to her ears.
The whole person seemed like a boiling kettle, emitting steam.
“Ah, I didn’t, didn’t mute the mic…”
Cao Qian Ju frantically tried to cover the microphone, but on her virtual avatar, this futile action only showed the catgirl’s little paws waving in panic.
If earlier everyone was disappointed by the interrupted stream, then now these troll viewers seemed to have found the real interactive point.
Like elementary school boys teasing a girl they like to get her attention, the comments began to make all sorts of slightly risqué jokes.
A highlighted comment floated by.
“Qian Yin little sister, I went to the botanical garden to see flowers just now, and accidentally dirtied my pant legs. Can you use that voice to help me ‘blow it clean’?”
Cao Qian Ju was normally a relatively offline person in daily life and didn’t understand these internet subtleties.
She didn’t catch the trap in this homophonic joke at all.
To thank for the donation, she naively read it out.
“Accidentally dirtied… help you blow… huh?”
Halfway through, she finally realized something was wrong, and her voice cut off abruptly.
“You bunch of guys, that’s too much.”
Cao Qian Ju puffed out her cheeks in shame and anger, complaining with a slightly nasal tone.
This look wasn’t so much anger as a little girlfriend throwing a fit when provoked.
She never cursed nor said bad words, and this kind of powerless coquettishness instead made people feel unable to stay mad.
–Qian Ju little sister is agitated
–Classmate Cao Qian Ju, stop hiding, you are suggestive
–Cao Qian Ju, my Cao Qian Ju hehehe…
Seeing her real name flying across the screen, Cao Qian Ju panicked even more.
She quickly straightened up, trying to bring the topic back on track, putting on a professional attitude for virtual streaming.
“Th-then, can you stop breaking our virtual world view? I am Qian Yin, the cat in the botanical garden…”
The bullet comments ruthlessly interrupted her act.
–But your CV name is clearly written on the official website.
–Exactly, which virtual streamer puts their real name next to their avatar?
–Qian Ju catgirl, sigh again for us.
Cao Qian Ju was choked speechless by the viewers’ logic.
‘Is my voice really that… that? No way. I’ve lived eighteen years, and this is the first time someone says that about my voice. Even if I spoke a bit more squeaky than usual during the stream, it’s not to that extent… So unfair. And I really didn’t say any inappropriate lines. Did I get banned just because of my voice?’
Under a barrage of teasing and superchats, Cao Qian Ju, being tortured by fans’ homophonic jokes, fumbled to handle them while bantering with everyone in a shy and coquettish manner.
“I’ve had it with you guys. Play a song, play a song. I’m going offline. So annoying.”
“I hope this song found in the botanical garden can dispel all your fatigue tonight. Qian Yin’s debut personal MV—’Seeking Forest’—is now starting.”
The scene changed, and the cheerful countdown ended.
Notes as light as morning dew in the forest began to flow gently in the livestream.
—
In front of the computer screen, Orange Quiet Forest was dominating in a four-character hardcore game on the main screen while keeping the livestream on the secondary screen.
The keyboard switches made crisp, rhythmic tapping sounds.
‘I’m used to it.’
‘It seems everyone runs into some trouble when they debut.’
‘Even though Orange Quiet Forest was the one who caused it… Ah well, at least every time it ended safely.’
Orange Quiet Forest maneuvered her character into cover and, while reloading, glanced at the secondary screen.
Cao Qian Ju’s livestream had steadily entered its final stage, the comment atmosphere unusually lively.
‘Just play the game. It would be strange if there were no surprises.’
‘But the one I’m most worried about is probably Umimi. Whether she can end the stream smoothly is the biggest concern.’
‘The others can always end fine, but what about her?’
‘And she just experienced that thing today. Even though she barely handled it, Orange Quiet Forest didn’t think it was a smooth resolution. Once a person’s wound is touched, they’ll definitely recall it at night.’
‘It seems the mother of the Ninefold Sisters is really important to them.’
Orange Quiet Forest didn’t hit people randomly.
When that man earlier scolded the two about their father, even though they felt insulted, their expressions weren’t exactly sad.
But the moment the atmosphere turned to their mother, even Orange Quiet Forest noticed the mood shift.
The two looked like they were about to cry.
Maybe they were remembering the good old days when they depended on their mother, only to be casually slandered by an irrelevant scumbag in such a cold setting.
Although Orange Quiet Forest punched that old guy to physically mute him before he could utter the worst words…
‘But was it useful? The wound had been torn open. In that malicious atmosphere, anyone with half a brain knew what disgusting things that man was about to say. It seemed like nothing was said, but everything was said. What difference is there from actually cursing out loud?’
“Sigh…”
Orange Quiet Forest released her hand from the mouse and rubbed her smooth hair in irritation, messing it up a bit.
‘If I had known, I should have waited two seconds for that old guy to say the foul words before hitting him. Then I would have had a proper reason to strike harder. At least I’d land a couple more kicks.’
‘Hmph.’
‘Hope it doesn’t affect Umimi’s mentality.’
‘Time to play. I have early eight tomorrow.’
Orange Quiet Forest closed the livestream.