NoveLight ™
At first, I wondered if I would feel a strange sense of guilt, hearing the voice of someone I knew.
Thankfully, that problem didn’t arise.
The voice that came out was completely different from Ryeohee’s usual tone.
I think I’d heard somewhere that many streamers have a different voice for their streams than for real life.
Her usual clear tone was still there, but there was a strangely captivating quality to it.
Had breath itself always been so stimulating?
Just listening to the sound, an odd feeling began to rise within me.
The auditory magic that couldn’t be felt with mere whispers or conversations.
The saliva that would have passed between her tongue seemed to appear vividly in my imagination.
Her voice, full of moisture, echoed softly.
For a brief moment, the air filled my mouth, only to be expelled with the warmth of her breath.
A faint giggle, “Kyaa-ruk,” rang in my ears.
Ryeohee’s ASMR was vastly different from what I had imagined.
Looking back, I wasn’t entirely unaware.
I’ve tried things like licking ears before.
But the difference between the one doing it and the one receiving it was stark.
I didn’t expect that mere breath alone could summon such a bewitching sensation.
Now, I think I finally understand what Ryeohee meant.
Human senses aren’t independent but connected as one.
Stimulating hearing alone can make the body react intensely.
My face flushed, and heat spread through me.
It felt a bit warmer in the room, too.
“Ugh, uuuh…”
Did I cover myself with the blanket for no reason?
No. There was no issue with the temperature.
The air conditioner in my room was still blowing a cool breeze.
Yet, I felt a strange tingling all over my body.
The exhalations between her words seemed to brush across my skin.
Even though I was obviously alone in my room, I couldn’t help but glance around.
My mind couldn’t relax, so I opened my eyes and checked my surroundings.
A feeling of unease began to rise—was someone going to come in?
This is bad. The audio file is still just at the beginning.
Up to now, it was only the process to relax and loosen up the body.
Ryeohee said something, and a rustling sound came from my right ear.
Ah, it’s coming.
The space between my ear and lips narrowed.
Her lips touched my ear, leaving behind hot and wet saliva.
The sensation of her lips brushed across my ear, and the saliva hidden beneath her tongue dripped.
The soft flesh of my ear, which had been swept over, was moist with a "churup" sound.
The gestures were so vividly in my mind.
For some reason, memories started to resurface.
It wasn’t even that long ago.
I recalled the time I’d sucked on the ear-shaped mic.
I followed the instructions and used my tongue, even purposely making my saliva wet.
Was this what my viewers felt?
It felt way too lewd.
I became embarrassed.
My thighs instinctively clenched together.
The hot breath that had been exhaled seemed to have transferred to me.
The air I held in my mouth gradually warmed, taking on a sticky feeling.
“Hahh… uh, haah…”
I pulled the blanket over my head.
After the sucking of my ear, the audio transitioned to a sound of ear cleaning.
The scrapping sounds inside my ear brought about a strange pleasure.
That wasn’t even a long-ago memory.
On those days I suffered from my period, I had laid my head on Elderin’s lap and had my ears cleaned.
It was refreshing, warm, and comforting.
It felt like my heart held on to that warmth, then melted it into my blood.
A subtle chill ran down my back.
And yet, my chest grew warm.
No, it was distinctly different from a chill.
It was more like a strange pleasure… eerie but satisfying.
Maybe it’s fine.
What I did wasn’t nearly as lewd as this.
I need to stop.
If I keep going like this, my mind will really go crazy.
I curled up my body and sent a message to Ryeohee.
[Message sent to Ryeohee]
There was no reply immediately.
Fortunately, the audio file was almost over.
My throat was dry.
I wanted to step outside, but my flushed cheeks troubled me.
I turned on the light, and sure enough, the redness in my face was still evident.
I’d need a little more time.
I opened the air conditioning and let the cool breeze calm the heat in my body.
I fought the urge to rub my legs together and slowed my heavy breathing.
After a few minutes, my phone buzzed.
[Ryeohee’s reply]
Don’t lie.
I’m not falling for it.
[Infinity Black is now running.]
[Sigma Ga-wol: Thank you for coming back.]
The days of preparing for the finals were in full swing.
When I logged into the live server, the atmosphere felt different in a strange way.
Back then, I used to roam the field every day.
But after focusing all day on practice, I no longer had time to visit the field.
Still, the world I knew hadn’t changed at all and remained beautiful.
Checking my inbox after logging in was an old habit.
Maybe I was curious, but many people had sent requests just as before.
Several records of automatic returns had been left behind.
This is interesting.
If I had more time, I might have taken on one or two requests.
But with the finals coming up, it was too much of a hassle.
Anyway, the connections from the old days weren’t completely useless.
[Friends List] [Friend Requests] [Block List]
[System: You have 9,999 unconfirmed friend requests.]
When I opened the friend window, unfamiliar records greeted me.
It seemed that the maximum number of friend requests had been set to that number.
I knew that, as a pro, my list would have grown, but seeing it like this made me chuckle.
In the past, most of these requests would have been full of curses.
But maybe it’s different now?
Even after all this time, many of those who were still online were people I knew.
They were the ones for whom the game was their life.
Just looking at their cringe-worthy nicknames made me shudder.
It wasn’t that I disliked it, so I didn’t bother deleting them.
Ah, found it.
It had been so long since I last browsed through my friend list that it took me a while to find it.
[Message sent to Imaemangryang]
Recently, I had faced a spirit healer during a match against ACL.
It wasn’t a crisis, but it was a decent choice.
I didn’t know who would make it to the finals yet.
In the most recent 3rd round, Galaxy Gaming had beaten Q Prime 3:0 to win.
They’d set up a revenge match against ACL, so it would be one of the two.
If ACL makes it, they might bring out the spirit healer again.
Even Galaxy Gaming, with their strong magic players, might give it a try at least once.
I thought it wouldn’t hurt to prepare in advance.
[‘Imaemangryang’ has requested a call… Y/N]
The awaited call came.
Imaemangryang from the Venom Guild. I’d met him on the battlefield before, but our relationship wasn’t bad.
He was, so to speak, a ‘master’ player.
He’d made a name for himself in siege battles long before the spirit healer buffs.
Though it wasn’t the kind of build you’d use in small skirmishes, his understanding of the class was extraordinary.
Being a master didn’t mean you were as good as a pro gamer.
But the experience, effort, and time they’d invested was not to be overlooked.
Connections with people like him would one day become an asset for me.
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
“No, that’s not why I’m contacting you.”
Imaemangryang’s voice brightened immediately.
If it keeps going like this, it’ll make me seem like the bad guy.
Troubling someone who’s just playing games… Oh, wait?
Anyway, I explained the purpose of my contact.
I wanted to ask about the Spirit Healer class and if either ACL or Galaxy Gaming had reached out to him.
That sort of thing.
Seems like eavesdropping on strategies is difficult after all.
They must have their own code of loyalty.
He’s known for being sharp and efficient even in siege battles.
I didn’t want to pry further if he said it wasn’t possible.
He wasn’t someone who could be easily shaken, and I’d end up losing connections if I pushed too much.
Then, an unexpected request came.
Ah, now that I think about it, he was part of Elderin’s faction.
He had been around since my first cam stream, donating back then.