Provocative-Style Game Streamer (20 years old) Accidentally Reveals His Kind Personality Due To Forgetting To End The Stream.

The Day It Started To Get Together (1)

The day of the awaited promise arrived.

Using the gamer-oriented voice chat tool, Discord, he welcomed Aya into ABEX’s room.

“Wow, it feels so strange!”

“Haha, I feel the same way. I never thought the day would come when I’d play games with a customer.”

Rather than immediately starting the game, the two exchanged light conversation to get comfortable.

“Is this your account, Haruto-san? Oimo, oimo_daisukiyo. Haha!”

“I knew I’d be teased about it…”

“You love sweet potatoes?”

“Well, it’s not like I particularly love them, but I thought it sounded cute.”

“If someone with this name kills me in the game, I’d feel like I got roasted.”

“Roasted?”

Haruto could understand the dialect at the end of the sentence, but the unfamiliar words were still difficult to grasp.

“It means ‘I’m angry!’ or something like that!”

“Well, if I used this name to taunt others, there might be…yeah, I can see why they would feel that way.”

“Ah, speaking of taunting, Haruto-san, your voice is so similar to Oni-chan’s! Especially over the mic!”

“Huh? I-is that so…? I don’t know what that person sounds like, so I can’t really say…”

It’s alright.

There’s no way she’ll find out.

After all, it’s just a sub-account.

With this sense of security, Haruto remained composed.

“No, seriously, it’s uncanny how similar they are!”

“In that case, Shirayuki-san, you also sound a lot like Ayaya-san, especially with the dialect.”

“Huh…!? Well, that’s because we have the same dialect!”

It’s only natural that they’d have the same argument since they are, in fact, the same person.

“W-wait!? Are you suggesting that Ayaya-san and I are…?”

“When you listen closely, your voices really do sound alike. Almost identical.”

“And speaking of that, Haruto-san, your voice is eerily similar to Oni-chan’s!”

And so, they ended up back where they started. If they continued to counter each other here, they’d fall into a complete loop.

“……Well, let’s leave it at that. In the first place, it’s statistically impossible for me to be Oni-chan or for Shirayuki-san to be Ayaya-san.”

“Yeah, that’s right! We’re not in the top-tier, we’re in the Platinum rank!”

“That’s correct.”

Both of them didn’t want to delve any further into the matter. The conclusion was reached easily.

“Oh, so what about the match? Shall we go as a duo, just the two of us? Or as a trio with a random teammate?”

“Hmm. Three-person teams have more players, so let’s go as a trio! The random teammate should be fine.”

“Got it. Then let’s start soon.”

“Yeah!”

And so they pressed the start button.

A random teammate joined immediately, forming a three-person team, and the character selection screen appeared.

“What character do you usually use, Shirayuki-san? I’m thinking of trying someone else.”

“………..Gibraltar.”

“Alright. In that case, I’ll go with Octane.”

“Hmm.”

“What, is there something wrong?”

“N-no, it’s nothing!”

Aya couldn’t help but think that Oni-chan’s main character was also Octane…

Just as she casually gathered that piece of information, the countdown began, and the player-filled plane crossed the large map.

During this time, they had to decide where to land.

“Oh, our teammate pinged the hot zone! They want to engage in a lot of fights, it seems!”

“It looks like it’ll be an intense battle from the very first match…”

Following the teammate’s ping, the three of them descended together from the plane, heading towards the hot zone in the center of the map.

And as they landed, the next thing to do was scouting.

“Oh, two parties here.”

“……”

“Hey, you know, if it’s not just my imagination?”

“Hahaha, we’re in sync!”

Aya laughed as she replied, but in the next moment, she became completely serious, showing her surprise.

She blinked repeatedly, revealing her agitation.

(Th-this can’t be true… Why do he have the same scouting speed as us, the top-tier Predators…? I don’t understand…)

A strong sense of incongruity.

Furthermore, it was not part of the plan! That’s what Aya was thinking.

***

This is the day before the promised day…

“Hehe, tomorrow I’ll be playing games with Haruto-san.”

Aya, just out of the bath, had a smile on her face as she dried her hair with a hairdryer.

Of course, she was looking forward to playing with him, but her expression also stemmed from the anticipation of receiving compliments from someone she admired.

Haruto was a Platinum rank player, three ranks above his main account.

In other words, there was a high possibility that she could support him without dragging him down.

“You’re really good!”

“I feel reassured having you on the team!”

“I’m so glad to be on a team with you, Shirayuki-san.”

She had imagined hearing such comments, and she believed she could earn Haruto’s praise.

“Mmm… The time is passing so slowly today. Can’t it be tomorrow already…”

Such thoughts continued as Aya got into bed.

This is the day before the promised day…

***

That adorable wish… it scattered like a fleeting dream.

First match:

Haruto – 2870 damage, 8 kills, 2 assists, 10 downs.

Aya – 3210 damage, 6 kills, 3 assists, 11 downs.

Together, they eliminated about four squads.

Team placement: First.

Second match:

Haruto – 2343 damage, 7 kills, 1 assist, 8 downs.

Aya – 2255 damage, 6 kills, 3 assists, 8 downs.

Another elimination of four squads in the next match.

Team placement: First.

Third match:

Haruto – 3171 damage, 9 kills, 4 assists, 9 downs.

Aya – 2828 damage, 8 kills, 4 assists, 6 downs.

Once again, they eliminated four squads.

Team placement: First.

Three consecutive victories.

After the first match, there were conversations like “It’s just luck” or “We’re doing quite well!” flying around.

Similar conversations still existed after the second match.

However, at the end of the third match, such conversations disappeared entirely.

Their performance, along with their speed in providing cover, predicting safe zones, killing enemies, and strategic maneuvering, made it clear that they both possessed “nearly equal skills.”

“…Haruto-san, can I ask, is this your sub-account? You’re too good! What’s the rank of your main account!?”

“Aya, you too…”

“I have a feeling you might be a Predator… Haruto-san…”

“Is it because you think I’m a Predator based on your own rank, Aya?”

“N-No, it’s not like that!”

At this point, both of them were curious about each other’s main accounts… Welcoming the fourth match with lingering doubts.

-Tragedy strikes suddenly.

“What? Is it for real!?”

The third person, a random solo player, typed this message in the chat.

“…”

Both of them fell silent, sweating nervously.

Because this was a phrase meant for streamers…