"...Your teeth aren’t that long, are they?"

"Anacondas aren’t venomous. But aren’t they still relatively long compared to other people?"

"That’s true. How fascinating…."

...Did I open my mouth too wide?

Maybe it was because I skipped breakfast and was mindlessly eating high-quality food, but I found myself hearing comments like this. Still, it seemed like a genuinely curious question, so I didn’t think too much of it.

But I couldn’t help but be a little self-conscious. After swallowing my food cleanly and rinsing my mouth with sparkling water, I subtly touched my teeth with my fingers. Yujin’s expression showed that she felt she might have asked something she shouldn’t have.

"It’s fine. It’s a natural thing to be curious about. While we’re on the topic, I should tell you that my tongue is also quite long. But that’s gross, so I won’t show you."

"Oh, really? Wow…."

"But if I keep getting the same questions over and over, it might get a bit tiring…."

"Oh… hang in there!"

"Haha."

It’s something that’s inevitable.

Even though I still can’t fully grasp it, being one of the few unique beings in the world is, in many ways, a burden. But thinking too deeply about it didn’t seem to have much meaning….

Before carefully standing up, I stacked the now-empty plates to one side. I ate quite quickly, so I mentioned that I would be back shortly.

Drawn by the sweet and spicy aroma, I found myself at a spot with piles of well-cooked meat. Some had just been grilled and placed on the grill, while others looked like they’d been there for a while.

I neatly stacked the meat on my plate and also grabbed some sauces and salt. There were quesadillas and pizza nearby, and there was no reason not to take them. People often say it’s a waste to eat things like this at a buffet, but it doesn’t matter as long as I’m not full.

I thought about grabbing something from another section, but I didn’t want to appear too greedy all at once, so I turned back instead.

Before heading back, I poured a bit of soda into my cup.

When I placed the plate down with a clink, Harmony, who was just finishing her plate, looked at me with wide eyes. The meaning behind those eyes was clear and unmistakable.

"Wow, can you really eat all of that!?"

"If you plan to ask that every time I go back and forth, you’ll probably say it about six more times today."

"Ahaha… Well, enjoy. I’m glad I brought you here."

I sat down.

The six lamb chops I brought were all French racks. Alongside them were a few cuts of sirloin, roast beef, and LA-style ribs. On one side of the plate were garnishes, salt, and sauces. There were also a few slices of pizza.

Surprisingly, with a very sharp knife, I easily sliced the meat and put it into my mouth. I hate to admit it, but there’s a reason why expensive places are worth it.

It tasted that good.

One of the dining etiquettes I learned long ago is that you shouldn’t let others see the food going into your mouth. Likewise, there’s no need to show them how long you chew your food.

As Harmony asked earlier, I do have some differences in oral structure compared to others, so… I guess you could say my dining etiquette evolved accordingly.

The point is, because these actions are ingrained in me, I eat very quickly.

Seeing me lift my third lamb chop in such a short time, Harmony couldn’t stop sneaking glances at me, filled with curiosity. Her expression was so cat-like that I couldn’t help but think of her avatar.

In that sense, it was indeed a well-designed avatar.

"I guess I eat pretty fast, huh?"

"Oh, um… was it that obvious?"

"It’s hard to pretend not to notice when it’s that obvious, haha."

"Sorry. I’m not usually the type to notice these things."

"I think that’s perfectly understandable."

As always, empathy and understanding act as a lubricant that smooths relationships between people. It wasn’t really bothersome, and once I got used to her gaze, it was kind of endearing.

If her avatar was a cat, then she was more like a hamster in real life. Her hazelnut-colored hair and a face that was more cute than beautiful reinforced that image.

Before long, she had finished her plate and got up, saying she was going to get some meat as well.

By this time, I had already shoved about half of what I had taken into my stomach, and by the time Harmony returned, there probably wouldn’t be much left. I felt the energy slowly return as I consumed my daily calorie requirement.

As I thought about it, I suddenly found myself wondering where Harmony lived. Not for any particular reason, but if she lived close by, I could visit her often to nag her about exercising.

She said it took her about 40 minutes to get here, so she probably doesn’t live too far away.

But asking directly seemed a bit too much, so I decided to wait for the right moment to bring it up.

"I’m back!"

"Oh, you brought a lot of things… Why did you get so much soda?"

"Ehe, I actually drink sweet drinks often at home, ah. I shouldn’t have said that."

"Sigh…."

"Oh, today is cheat day! It’s cheat day, so it’s okay!"

"Every day isn’t cheat day, is it?"

"Waaah, mom… Yujin’s following me to lunch to torment me…!"

Of course, it all ended as a simple joke.

Since I had almost finished eating, I was contemplating what to eat next—though, to be honest, there was still plenty left to choose from. Just from what I had seen while walking around: Chinese, Korean, instant foods, pasta, curry, dim sum, soup, bread, and more that I can’t even list.

One advantage of having a body like this is that I can fully enjoy buffets. I just realized this benefit now. In the past, the only thing I could eat to my heart’s content was combat rations.

I acted quickly, and this time I headed for the Chinese section.

And some time later.

"...Ma’am, how much are you planning to eat?"

"I’m just making a round at the buffet."

"Wow…."

It had been about two hours since we started eating.

I was still going strong.

"Ah, I don’t want to leave… It’s really too hot and humid today. As soon as I stepped outside, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Didn’t you feel the same, Yujin?"

"I actually like this kind of weather…."

"Oh."

But today was a bit extreme. It was like walking around inside a giant sauna. Luckily, I had a body that could withstand high temperatures, but still.

In terms of discomfort, today was one of those days where you seriously question whether you need to go out at all. Korean weather is a mess.

Anyway, Harmony was reacting with amazement again, as if she were truly fascinated.

There was about an hour left before we had to leave, and I had eaten quite a lot. My stomach was pretty full. It felt like I had already consumed most of my daily minimum calorie intake here.

But that didn’t mean I was ready to leave yet. I was still sitting with dessert and light snacks.

A variety of bread, butter, and jams.

Fruits like oranges and melons, along with shaved ice, soft-serve ice cream, and toppings.

Waffles, cupcakes, jellies, gelato, pies, egg tarts, crème brûlée, macarons.

Coffee, drinks, smoothies, fruit juices, and more.

I thought it would be a shame not to try at least one of everything, so I brought a little of each. Harmony was shocked, but since it was all going into my stomach, it wasn’t a big deal.

Besides, I could just burn off the calories by exercising once I got home.

"Still, it feels like a mini buffet with all this variety. I can even sneak a bite of everything…ugh, I ate too much."

"You started overdoing it halfway through, didn’t you?"

"But watching you eat made me hungry for some reason…."

Does watching someone else eat well really increase your appetite?

Considering how popular mukbang content still is on YourSpace, it’s probably not that surprising.

Patting her bloated stomach proudly, Harmony got up, saying she needed to use the restroom, and waddled away.

Soon after, she returned, having washed her hands, and flopped back down into her chair.

"Come to think of it, Yujin, aren’t you at all interested in YourSpace?"

"Actually, I was just about to ask you about that."

The questions I had mentally prepared began to surface in response to this trigger.

"Some people have said it’s a bit unintuitive to watch the recorded streams directly on Trickie. So I’m considering uploading videos to YourSpace as soon as possible."

"Have you linked YourSpace yet?"

"I’m not really familiar with it, but I was just about to start when I got your message about having lunch."

"Oh."

"How did you go about it, Minah?"

After a brief pause, she continued.

"...Since we started from different points, I don’t have much advice, but once you link it, your YourSpace channel will be automatically created. After checking all your recorded streams and uploading them, it should take just a few days to get everything up."

"Got it."

"Once you reach a certain number of subscribers and views, you’ll be able to start monetizing after a review process. In your case… if you need thumbnails, you can send private messages to artists in the community who do fan art, and you can find editors the same way."

"Is that so?"

"Of course, that’s just a temporary solution. If you’re planning to start running a channel seriously, it’ll get more complicated. Given your average stream time of twelve hours, you’d probably need at least two editors... but you don’t need to worry about that right now."

"Thank you. I’ll keep asking you if there’s anything else I don’t understand."

"Haha, feel free to ask me anything. I’ll help as much as I can."

And so the conversation continued.

The main topics were financial management, money matters, and contracts. Harmony explained that she manages her funds and ensures her salary is paid on time through a custom-made app from an external company.

Additionally, since she’s part of an MCN (Multi-Channel Network), she also receives some assistance from them.

Money matters need to be managed meticulously, or problems will inevitably arise. In this field, information spreads quickly, so even a small mistake can escalate rapidly.

I decided to set parameters and manage this later through Icarus Gear.

I also asked her about several other things.

For example, the MCN proposals I had received, collaboration requests from other streamers, and interview requests from YourSpace channel operators. These are all personal matters, but it’s better to be prepared just in case.

In all things, thorough prior research is essential before taking action. Even if it’s impossible to gather all the information, asking questions like this can still be helpful.

In that sense, Harmony, with her years of streaming experience, was a seasoned veteran and provided a lot of useful information.

Although she did grumble a bit about how the last few weeks had been full of bizarre and unprecedented experiences.

"...In any case, MCNs have their pros and cons. You should do thorough research and choose one that suits your strengths and needs, Yujin."

"Is there anything else I should be mindful of?"

"Whether you join an MCN or go solo, as your channel grows, so will your responsibilities and choices. Keep that in mind."

"Thank you."

With that, I stood up.

Harmony tried to stand as well, but I raised a hand to stop her.

"Huh? Weren’t we about to leave?"

I opened my mouth to respond.

"We have to grab one last plate of meat before we go."

"Oh, come on!"

But I couldn’t allow a lack of protein.

Ignoring Harmony’s playful complaints, I walked away.