Case 70: Sea Queen Osbeckia.
Just when viewers of Magical Osbeckia's peculiar livestream thought there would be no more plot twists, Marigold crash-landed like a meteorite, sending massive ripples through the community.
[wtf???]
[is that marigold?!]
[???]
[nn...?]
[what is happening lol]
''What—why are you here...?'' Moeka was thoroughly shaken at her junior's appearance. ''I told you to stay out of this!''
''Eh...? But I want to greet everyone...'' Himeko pouted.
In an instant, Moeka sensed slyness in the girl's demeanor, ''Are you doing this on purpose?'' The Omega narrowed her eyes.
''Maybe?'' The Alpha smirked.
''Get out of my room.''
''Nnnnno. Look, the chat wants me here as well?''
Just then, Moeka turned back to the chat... and everybody was going crazy. Her little exchange with Himeko, hushed and intimate, stirred different flavors of surprise from people.
[they live in the same house??]
[why are they flirting]
[this stream is more dramatic than a drama lmao]
[genuinely what is happening]
[they sound so close together]
[is this a stage?]
Among the sea of comments were those fervently fangirling Marigold, those enjoying the chaos, and those questioning the scandalous mood between the two.
One Omega, taken, and one Alpha staying under one roof. Not only that, the Alpha could so boldly enter the Omega's room and cling to her while shamelessly spewing flirtatious lines without being kicked out violently. The scent of a thrilling love triangle was helplessly palpable to anyone.
Moeka, meanwhile, quickly regained her composure and figured that she could not simply kick this clingy girl out. With how strong-headed her junior was, she would probably cause some other trouble anyway.
''Uh... so this is Magical Marigold. Say hi to her, everyone.'' Moeka, the host, said in defeat.
''Hello~!'' Himeko energetically voiced.
Contrary to Moeka's expectations that the girl would be somewhat well-behaved, Miss Gold seemed to want nothing but chaos. Instead of finding another seat for herself, she promptly lifted Moeka into a princess carry before settling down in front of the laptop.
The Omega, who had no choice but to cling to Himeko, was flabbergasted. Her heart was racing at the sudden change of positions, and then her body was scorching hot all over from the intimate physical contact. It was a problem that she accepted the Alpha's pheromones too well. Whatever it was, she needed to get out of this embarrassing state first.
''L-Let me down...!'' Moeka protested.
''Calm down, senior,'' Himeko replied tentatively, ''Be careful or you'll fall off my lap.''
''You—''
Moeka perked up at Himeko. At this point, the two were so close they could feel each other's breaths. Before Moeka could muster another complaint, her lips were gently stolen, thus immediately silencing her. Afterward, Moeka was as obedient as a sleepy kitten, falling into the big, sly wolf's arms while blushing.
The kiss, though brief and discreet, still made a faint, suspicious sound, one that the microphone barely picked up. In fact, from Moeka's initial yelp when she was airborne to the little rustlings when they moved, not to mention the blatant exchange, the chat was suddenly being showered with a full minute of raunchy audio out of nowhere. When Moeka, nestled in Himeko's embrace, belatedly turned back to the screen, the chat was pure pandemonium.
[wtf am i watching]
[that escalated quickly]
[my baby gold what are you doing??!]
[tf you mean miss O is sitting on gold's lap??]
[my heart can't handle this...]
[THANK YOU FOREVER]
[turn on the camera dammit]
Realistically, this would be about when the livestream was cut short to avoid further drama. However, Yurika, who was still on standby monitoring, felt the developments were too entertaining to do so. Besides, she, much like Himeko, was slowly getting annoyed at Moeka's love rant about her girlfriend.
So, ironically, Yurika and Himeko were on the same side. And as if a brief link of telepathy between the two was activated, Himeko began spewing some provoking lines, ''What else should we talk about?'' She nuzzled deep at the Omega's neck, ''I don't like how you keep mentioning your girlfriend, senior. Shouldn't you pay attention to us as well?''
''...!?''
Moeka nearly choked on air. She could never have imagined Himeko willingly teaming up with other girls to go against Fumiko!
The word 'us' spoken by Miss Gold was clearly an intentional attempt at putting herself among Moeka's non-girlfriends, who all vied for her affection. And, of course, the chat did not let it slide.
[us???]
[no way]
[you mean there are more?!]
[just how many girls does miss O have...?]
[it just keeps getting crazier]
[insane magical girl lore]
[it's like watching the Mona Lisa being painted]
[drop the full file miss O, I'll pay you in donations]
''U-Um...'' The Omega stammered, her fingers pinching the naughty junior's cheek, ''Let's go over something else! Since my junior is here, shall we ask her some questions?''
Moeka quickly followed, completing her hasty attempt at diversion, ''What... what food do you like?''
Himeko, patting her cheek, replied with a radiant smile, ''I love senior's cooking! The Omurice you made for me the other day was really good—''
Not expecting her simple question to backfire, Moeka frantically covered the girl's traitorous mouth and glanced in despair at the chat, which had fallen into another frenzy.
[excuse me? homemade meals??]
[i love your cooking = i want to wife you]
[newlyweds much? gals...]
[I suspect Hibiscus is actually the third wheel in this lmao]
[just kiss already]
[they just kissed earlier lol]
''This... ugh... I mean...''
Moeka was genuinely overloaded. And just when she thought things could not get any worse... a highlighted comment made its appearance in chat.
[Miss O's culinary skills are real—I can vouch for her personally. Had the honor of tasting her food the last time she came to my place. Oh, and her service was quite something as well ww]
The Magical Lily account, bearing a distinct blue badge of moderators, dropped another bombshell.
[is that lily?!]
[Miss O's been with Lily as well??]
[@MagicalLily wdym 'service'???]
[@MagicalLily WHAT DID YOU TWO DO TOGETHER]
[generational stream so far ngl]
[Miss O... who the hell are you...?]
[What is this, a harem??]
Seemingly amused at the audience's reactions, Lily casually dropped another sensational comment, which had everyone jumping in their seats all over again.
[Oh, but you guys don't know who else is in Miss O's love trap... ww]
''Guys...''
[THERE ARE MORE?!]
[how tf]
[miss O—no, teacher, please show us the way...!]
[how many girls do you want? miss O: Yes]
[i'm speechless]
''...''
In under five minutes since Marigold crashed in, the stream had been blown way out of proportion. Yet, the interactions and viewer counts only climbed. With both Marigold and Lily's presence, the concurrent viewership peaked at just over a million—an unprecedented number for any ordinary magical girl stream.
Moeka, meanwhile, could only sit in defeat, watching as the chat she had amicably cultivated for half an hour was getting played left and right by these devilish Alphas. She, too, could not escape their teasing for the remaining minutes of the session.
That night, the name 'Magical Osbeckia' once again made massive waves online, and people began referring to her as the one and only 'Sea Queen.' The reasoning? There were many fish in the sea, but only one could catch them all. That title could only belong to Miss O, the Omega who seemingly had her colleagues in the palm of her hand.
Moeka was depressed.