Vol. 1 Chapter 41.2

“Sigh… I’m tired.”

After swinging Dungeon Snakes around as I pleased, I pulled out the right arm that had pierced through the skull and casually flicked off the liquid.

“Seriously, this is hilarious, lol.”

“Worse than what the current Kamiki is doing, lol.”

“The current Kamiki is a bit more sensible in his fighting style, lol.”

“Oh, so this is how you defeat Dungeon Snakes… (distant look)”

And for some reason, my past self’s absurd fighting style was somewhat well-received.

No, seriously, it was the worst fighting style that dropped the tempo of the stream, so why are you all unexpectedly enjoying it?

“Maybe I’m just no good at this… hahaha…”

An hour later.

There, an even more dejected Takuya Kamiki was present than when the stream started.

After recklessly defeating monsters in the middle floors with a frantic fighting style, my past self had successfully conquered the middle floors, but still, not a single person had visited the stream, and the concurrency remained at zero.

The comment section had turned into a blank space with no visible characters.

“He seems really down, lol.”