IATVWAMOLS 92

Chapter 92: Getting into a Keyboard Battle with an Anonymous Subscriber

The live possession stream displayed Roselia from every angle.

Among the countless angles, one reflected her like a mirror.

There was one angle where Roselia’s eyes met Ian’s directly.

On screen, Roselia stared straight at Ian.

“W-What is it?”

Even though it was just one of many screens, Ian flinched.

Then Roselia spoke again.

[If you’re listening, could you do me a favor?]

[Send an indirect message to the admin on my behalf.]

“Seriously, who do you think you’re asking? If I get penalized, are you taking responsibility for it?”

Click-clack.

Ian scoffed and typed a message on the tablet.

[Why should I do you a favor? No.]

He pressed “Send,” and it immediately went as an indirect message.

[The anonymous subscriber refuses Roselia’s request with displeasure!]

But Roselia responded casually.

[So… you won’t do it, or you can’t?]

“What?”

[Honestly, that’s exactly it.]

[You claim to be an anonymous subscriber, yet you expect me to send direct messages or give buffs.]

[You subscribe for free but won’t even grant one favor.]

[The admin does all sorts of things. Guess you don’t have that ability, huh?]

“What the heck is she saying?”

Ian got irritated.

It was true his abilities didn’t match the admin’s, but that was the case for any member of the Possession Management Division. Even as a powerless newcomer, he wasn’t to be underestimated compared to a simple possessee.

Being dismissed by a possessee wounded his pride.

[The anonymous subscriber indignantly asserts that he is fully capable!]

Yet Roselia didn’t bat an eye.

[Pfft.]

[If you really had ability, you wouldn’t just sit there listening to me mess around.]

Roselia sized up the anonymous subscriber.

All he did was offer indirect advice to Roselia.

‘And even that got him a penalty for spoilers.’

After receiving the penalty, he noticeably reduced the frequency of indirect messages.

‘Unlike the admin, he’s extremely cautious about intervening.’

At first, Roselia thought he was deliberately staying out of things, but seeing him fall for such minor provocations changed her mind.

She summed him up in one word:

[Incompetent petty man. Agree?]

“This guy’s crossing the line.”

Ian felt like he might hit the ceiling.

[Type a message]

[Who’s petty? I’m not petty. I’m magnanimous.

My abilities are way beyond a possessee’s. Once I get promoted, I’ll have even more authority, but for now, I’m just a newbie, holding back…]

Click-click-click-clack—

Ian was about to hit send when reality struck him.

“Forget it. What’s the point of arguing with her?”

He erased the long message and typed just one character instead.

[ㅗ]

Send.

[The anonymous subscriber silently flips the middle finger!]

On the live stream, Roselia sighed.

[Wow, character.]

[Resorting to insults when you have nothing to say. So petty.]

“Can’t hear her. Can’t hear her.”

Arguing seriously with a possessee would only make Ian lose.

As he covered his ears, Roselia spoke again.

[About the admin… can we really leave things as they are?]

“What now?”

Ian glanced at the tablet screen.

[Think back to the moment you appeared—it was right after the admin disappeared.]

[You won’t claim that timing is a coincidence.]

[So, at the very least, you know the admin. Are you really going to leave them like that?]

“……”

[If their qualifications were revoked, isn’t the situation serious?]

[If you can’t send a message to the admin for me, at least tell me how to meet them.]

[I’ll handle the rest myself.]

“……This is so annoying.”

What could a mere possessee really do?

But Roselia looked so earnest that Ian couldn’t stay cold.

Click-clack, click-clack.

[The anonymous subscriber says there’s nothing he can do about a rule violation penalty.]

Ian glanced at the empty seat beside him.

Only a smartphone with a shattered screen remained.

He remembered the admin crying over the screen like a ghostly figure.

[Roselia is special. Cute, lovable, sometimes funny…]

“Cute and lovable, my foot. That’s just rose-colored glasses.”

What exactly made this possessee so special?

No matter how much he watched, Ian couldn’t understand.

Before the admin left, they had asked him to take good care of Roselia. That request lingered like a last will, so he couldn’t stop caring about her.

“Why does every other department just ignore messages?”

Ian kicked the innocent computer tower.

Roselia had also tried to help the admin return. She had already filed an objection with the Penalty Management Department, but no reply came for days.

“They’re ignoring me because I’m new.”

Still, Ian had no grounds to dispute the admin’s revocation of qualifications. The admin had already violated countless regulations; anyone else would have lost their qualifications long ago.

[Rule violation……]

Roselia, who had been silent, spoke.

[Remember the recent “find the culprit” mission?]

[Wasn’t that a rule violation?]

“What now?”

Ian was already exasperated.

Roselia continued, as if responding to him.

[That “find the culprit” mission had nothing to do with the original story.]

[The format, content, and rewards were completely different.]

[It probably appeared because a self-proclaimed Absolute tried to approach me.]

[The admin lost qualifications for ignoring the world rules and violating their duties as a neutral party, right?]

[Then isn’t issuing missions that don’t exist in the original work also a rule violation?]

“Rule violation… right.”

Ian’s eyes widened.

Why hadn’t he thought of that?

His objection should have been filed with the Story Execution Department, not the Penalty Management Department.

He immediately put down his tablet.

Instead, he grabbed the abandoned smartphone and ran to the Story Execution Department.

“No, that’s not possible.”

The Story Execution Department flatly rejected Ian’s request.

“Why not?”

“Mission execution is the sole authority of the Story Execution Department. You can’t arbitrarily create missions.”

“But recently, the TTL-153 scenario included a temporary mission not in the original story. What about that?”

“That was an order from above. It was an exception we had no choice but to follow. It gave us a headache, too.”

“You only allow exceptions when convenient? Isn’t that a violation of neutrality?”

The staff member’s expression turned serious at the words “violation of neutrality.”

“Ian, the company atmosphere is already unstable. Let’s not make unnecessary trouble.”

The Story Execution Department was already struggling with sudden temporary missions and overturned decisions.

Even though the order came from higher-ups, if the story development deviated or conflicts arose with other departments, the Story Execution Department couldn’t escape responsibility.

They had been promised the story protection system would maintain consistent development, but…

If another department openly disputed things, it would cause major headaches.

“Ian, I heard you’re also a former possessee. You should be careful.”

“Why are you bringing that up now? I’m just worried about my colleague!”

“Why are you, a mere former possessee, worrying about them? Worry about yourself. Don’t make a fuss.”

Ian bit his lower lip.

“Old-school jerks.”

Being a newbie meant discrimination, and his origins were constantly scrutinized.

But he had no choice.

“…I won’t make a big deal of this. I just want a small favor.”

Ian handed the smartphone to the staff member.

“Just pass this along. I won’t make any further objections.”