Solo Dungeon Streamer-I Am Overpowered

Chapter 159 - 159: Reporting the Unbelievable

The Explorer's Association building loomed over us like a modern fortress, its glass panels gleaming under the morning sun. Despite having been here countless times, today felt heavier—like the weight of the spire's secrets had followed me out of the dungeon.

Asakawa, walking beside me, kept glancing at her phone, her brow furrowed. "You've seen the trending tags, right?"

"I haven't," I admitted. "Too busy dealing with real-world consequences."

"Well, UNKNOWN, Kisaragi Tsukasa, and Asagao are all trending right now," she said, tilting her screen toward me. "Also, there are conspiracy theories about you being a dungeon AI or an alien."

I snorted. "An AI wouldn't have to deal with student loans."

Her laugh was short-lived as she scrolled further. "Still, this is big. Everyone's talking about the spire. There's even a hashtag about my stream—#AsagaoSavedLives."

I stopped in my tracks, rubbing the back of my neck. "That stream probably caused more chaos than it saved."

"Hey, I didn't mean for it to blow up like this!" she protested. "I was just trying to help."

"I know. But now we're here to clean up the mess."

The Association's lobby was a hive of activity, as usual. Explorers, re

She laughed, but her expression softened. "Hey, you're handling this better than I thought."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you're not hiding in the library," she teased.

"I'm considering it."

Her laughter was warm, and for a moment, the tension eased. But as I glanced around the room, the whispers continued, reminding me that my life had taken a sharp turn into chaos.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, I stood abruptly, eager to escape. But as I turned to leave, a familiar voice called out.

"Kisaragi!"

I froze, recognizing the sharp tone instantly. Turning slowly, I saw Ikemen-kun storming toward me, his face a mask of barely restrained anger.

"I told you not to get cocky," he growled, kicking a desk as he approached.

"Great. This guy again," I muttered.

Before I could respond, Asakawa stepped between us, her expression calm but firm. "Kurihara-kun, you're making a scene."

He scowled. "Stay out of this, Asakawa. This is between me and him."

"Actually, it's between you and school policy," she said, gesturing to the damaged desk. "Vandalism's a punishable offense, you know."

Kurihara hesitated, his anger faltering under her sharp gaze. I took the opportunity to step around him, making my way to the door.

"Let it go," I said over my shoulder. "You're not worth the trouble."

His shout followed me down the hall, but I didn't bother looking back. Some fights just weren't worth my time.