Summary
Chapter 0 I was a total poser. To maintain my melancholic-girl persona, I put on a cold, gloomy face every single day. Then I got transmigrated into the world of a horror game. Just as I came face-to-face with a terrifying anomaly and nearly screamed my lungs out, the system informed me that my every move would be livestreamed twenty-four hours a day. I held it in. As bloody rain poured from the sky, the other players hid in the safe zone, too terrified to come out. I strolled through the rain in a JK uniform, holding a transparent umbrella and wearing white wired earphones. The boss, who had been baring his huge bloody maw just a second ago, instantly flushed red. Blushing shyly, he said, “O-Onee-san!” I smiled. If melancholy was a talent, then I was undoubtedly gifted.