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Me, The Dungeon Camper, Went Viral After Helping a Gal Live Streamer, and Now Gals Come Over to Eat Every Day

Vol. 1 Chapter 2 - Me, Going Viral and Hitting the Top Trend

“Big brother, do you use Twitter?” Inamy Melody asked.

 

“I do, but…” I started to reply.

 

Inamy Melody’s face lit up with excitement, and she urged me on, bouncing up and down.

 

I tapped the icon on my phone and opened my social media.

 

“It’s still the same, what’s up?” I asked.

 

“Trending!” she exclaimed.

 

Inamy quickly snatched my phone and started tapping on it before handing it back to me.

 

<Japan Trends>

 

1st – Okamoto Eisuke: 30,000+ tweets

2nd – Mr. Okamoto

3rd – Mysterious Adventurer

4th – Big Shiba Inu

5th – Inamy Melody

6th – SS-class Instant Kill

7th – Savior

8th – Okamoto Eisuke: Who is he?

 

The trending list showed the most-searched terms on Twitter during that time. My name was at the top.

 

With a mix of excitement and confusion, I tapped on “Okamoto Eisuke.”

 

@DogLover: Is the guy who saved Melody, Okamoto Eisuke, a streamer?

 

@MelodyFanatic: SS-class instant kill, riding a big Shiba Inu – Okamoto Eisuke is the ultimate protagonist!

 

@snxo,spi1: Okamoto Eisuke is too cool; I might die.

 

@Kurenai: Okamoto Eisuke is amazing!

 

<Display images?>

 

There were videos of me defeating the Centaur, zoomed-in photos of my face, and various speculations and fantasies.

 

As I refreshed the page, my name continued to be tweeted and spread even more.

 

“Big brother, you’re going viral! This is amazing! That monster must have been really tough after all! You’re incredible!” Melody cheered.

 

Despite feeling a bit overwhelmed, deep down, I couldn’t help but enjoy the satisfaction of having my ego stroked.

 

At work, I was often treated poorly, but now, people all over Japan were acknowledging my greatness. This fact filled me with a sense of superiority and gradually eased my anxiety.

 

“Okay, here we go! Hello, everyone, it’s Melody!” Inamy Melody turned her smartphone inward and began speaking with a cheerful smile.

 

“Now, this is the brother who saved my life! His name is Okamoto-kun, and we’re camping together! Yay!”

 

Inamy Melody filmed the campfire and food, then approached me and put her arm around my shoulder, making sure I was in the frame.

 

When I looked at the smartphone screen, it seemed like we were live streaming. I appeared somewhat awkward while Melody looked perfect on camera.

 

“Okamoto-kun, introduce yourself!”

 

“Uh, Okamoto… Eisuke. Well, I enjoy camping in dungeons.”

 

“That’s right! Okamoto-kun happened to be camping nearby! He’s my savior! Everyone, please say thank you! Oh, and ‘Chari-n thank you’!”

 

On the screen, there were large amounts of money displayed along with comments. ‘Chari-n’ refers to donations or tips in live streams.

 

“Wow, everyone is praising Okamoto-kun so much! It’s true, though. With the bow and arrow, bam! Instant kill! You looked so cool!”

 

Being praised so much was a bit embarrassing.

 

While looking at my smartphone and feeling embarrassed about being on camera, I picked up Shiba, who was at my feet.

 

With his front paws embracing the Centaur’s hooves, Shiba seemed to understand the situation as he gazed at the camera.

 

Suddenly, the screen was flooded with ‘Chari-n’ messages.

 

<Cuteness overload>

 

<So fluffy>

 

>Show us Shiba’s butt

 

<Okamoto Eisuke is the strongest>

 

<I can’t compete with this>

 

Shiba’s tail wagged happily and tickled my stomach. Despite being a few hundred years old, this old man knew how to act cute.

 

“Did everyone get a chance to thank Okamoto-kun? Well then, see you until the next stream!”

 

Inamy Melody ended the live stream with a light-hearted tone and a wink.

 

Even with just me watching, there were hundreds of thousands in ‘Chari-n’ donations. It was more than my monthly salary… This was an incredible world.

 

“Okay, I’ll walk you out,” I said.

 

“Sure, thanks. Hey, can I contact you again?” Melody asked.

 

“It’s okay, but… please, not on weekdays. I have a job, and maybe on weekends, it’s fine.”

 

“Alright!”

 

Feeling satisfied, I left Shiba as a guard dog and escorted Melody to the entrance of the dungeon.

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