By Zephyria 
‘Huh?’
The whisper that suddenly flew in was strange in content and, above all, completely out of the blue.
‘Did they send it to the wrong person?’
He wanted to ask what it meant, but he couldn’t dwell on it any longer.
〈The memoria closed ward〉 Dungeon Round 1 begins.
Because Round 1, which started immediately, was for Mo Yeon-hu…
‘How am I supposed to…’
(Judge) YouGonnaSue: 4x
(Chef) BBQ: 11x
(Sniper) Miu: 6x
‘How am I supposed to do this?!’
It was nothing short of hell!
It had already been 40 minutes since he started playing the game, and this was already his fifth time entering the puzzle room. And as the puzzle-solving repeated, Mo Yeon-hu’s dark expression grew even darker.
—Split up North, South, East, and West, and share the appearance of the dolls with each other!
The response method for the puzzle he was selected for most often was for the party members, split into four rooms, to brief each other on the location of each doll and whether the doll was dancing.
When the set time arrived, dolls appeared from all directions in each room, and they had to find the dancing doll and make eye contact.
At this time, the dancing doll is visible in only one of the four rooms.
Theoretically, it seemed really easy.
(Chef) BBQ: It’ll be Momo-nim.
(Chef) BBQ: Momo-nim, what time?
‘You didn’t say babies were wandering around…!’
The difference between a beginner and an expert was larger than expected. The three who were good at the game leisurely typed in chat while avoiding the wandering NPCs, but Mo Yeon-hu was not.
(Necromancer) 0momo0: 1 noo m
(Necromancer) 0momo0: 12 m 12 yo[
How on earth was he supposed to predict and avoid a child patient wandering the room with a gentle smile, who suddenly lunged at him shouting, “I’m a dinosaur, hyah!”?
(Chef) BBQ: Ah, crazy, I already hid behind doll 1— (Notification) BBQ has died!
—Me too…! Ah, damn it!
(Notification) YouGonnaSue has died!
(Notification) Miu has died!
(Necromancer) 0momo0: I’m sorry m d I’m sorry I’m sorrryㅠㅠㅠ
(Notification) 0momo0 has died!
In the end, the Alliance Members died every time due to the briefing that was one step too late.
Of course, Mo Yeon-hu felt it was unfair too.
—…Momo-nim got picked again. How does this keep happening?
(Chef) BBQ: Seriously, how is this even possible??? lololol Momo-nim keeps having the important role in the puzzle room lololol (Necromancer) 0momo0: ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
(Necromancer) 0momo0: I guess the NPCs know I’m the only newcomer..
‘Is it that obvious that I’m the weakest?’
For some reason, Mo Yeon-hu, the absolute weakest, kept getting picked for the important roles as if by magic. Because of that, they weren’t making any progress.
(Necromancer) 0momo0: Because of me again.. we have to retry.. ㅠㅠ I’m sorry..
The waiting screen of the Primordial Village returned once more. BBQ and YouGonnaSue continuously comforted Mo Yeon-hu, saying it wasn’t his fault.
(Chef) BBQ: Ayy lololol it’s fine it’s fine. These guys are just mean.
(Necromancer) 0momo0: ㅠㅠ
—Don’t lose heart, Momo-nim!
(Chef) BBQ: lolol first, I need to hit the restroom sry sry; —Okay, go ahead!
Taking advantage of the short break, Mo Yeon-hu let out a deep sigh.
Actually, he wasn’t the type to lose heart easily when playing games. What was he supposed to do about being bad at it? It was better to work a little harder than to spend time feeling discouraged.
‘Round 2 hasn’t even started yet!’
However, it wasn’t like they had encountered the boss; they kept wiping out futilely in the puzzle room because of him, so his mental state began to crumble.
Mo Yeon-hu glanced at Miu, who was standing next to the cheering BBQ and YouGonnaSue.
‘Miu…’
Based on the result of the previous try raid they did together, Miu simply couldn’t understand the concept of being bad at a game.
‘They must be angry, right?’
Seeing as they hadn’t said a word since entering the dungeon, it was certain.
—Or, Momo-nim, by any chance, do you have a microphone?
‘A microphone? Why are they looking for that?’
—You’re unable to chat properly right now because you’re dodging, right? I think if you just tell us via microphone, we can handle it ourselves!
“Oh!”
That’s right. Why didn’t he think of that?
Wouldn’t it be easier to avoid NPCs and obviously much faster to explain with words than with chat!
(Necromancer) 0momo0: Wait a sec!
‘Didn’t I buy a microphone last time?’
The day after the Siege Warfare, he had bought a headset with a microphone function, thinking it seemed essential for such massive battles.
‘Ah, here it is!’
Mo Yeon-hu found the box he had left in the corner and tore it open immediately. However, he hesitated as he was about to connect it.
‘…Ms. Mi-yeong won’t recognize me, will she?’
The thought of Miu hearing his voice was quite unsettling.
‘Surely not, right?’
Mo Yeon-hu soon shook his head and thought lightly of it. After all, his voice wasn’t particularly distinctive, and he hadn’t spoken much with Ms. Mi-yeong, so he probably wouldn’t be caught.
(Sniper) Miu: Momo-nim doesn’t have a microphone.
As he silently connected the headset, Miu, who had been quiet without a single word until now, appeared.
—Huh, really?
(Sniper) Miu: Yes, they don’t.
‘Uh, I have a headset. I’m connecting it right now?’
Mo Yeon-hu blinked while looking at the screen. The two continued their serious conversation.
—Hmm, then what should we do. Since Momo-nim is struggling so much with chatting… is there another way?
(Sniper) Miu: But YouGonnaSue-nim, is there a need to go as far as voice chat for this?
(Sniper) Miu: It’s not even a particularly difficult dungeon, and I think Momo-nim will get good quickly if they try a bit more.
(Sniper) Miu: It hasn’t even been an hour.. aren’t you being too hasty?
‘Do they not like hearing voices?’
While he was thinking that, a settings window popped up on the computer saying the headset was detected, and Mo Yeon-hu was busy fiddling with this and that.
—Because Momo-nim is struggling so much! Ah! Or, I’ll give you my messenger ID, Momo-nim, so do you want to do it over a call with me?
(Sniper) Miu: A call?
(Sniper) Miu: YouGonnaSue-nim, you must really want to hear Momo-nim’s voice?
—Whaaat?? No way! It’s not that….
(Sniper) Miu: If it’s not that, then let’s just proceed as we are.
(Sniper) Miu: I’m not sure if there’s a need to hear the voice…
“Ah, ah.”
But Mo Yeon-hu had already almost finished the microphone setup.
“Can you hear me?”
It showed that the connection was successful, but he wasn’t sure if his voice was being heard clearly.
“Hello?”
—Huh?! Momo-nim?
“Yes, that’s right. You can hear me well, right?”
—You had a microphone?
“I didn’t originally, but I bought one a while ago because it was hard during the Siege Warfare. I guess you can hear me well. Will this work?”
—Yes, I can hear you perfectly, but….
Fortunately, it seemed to be working well. As Mo Yeon-hu curled the corners of his lips proudly, a whisper flew in.
(Whisper) Miu: ?
(Whisper) Miu: Why microphone
(Whisper) Miu: Why did you
(Whisper) Miu: Turn it on??
For some reason, they seemed urgent.
‘Am I not supposed to turn on the microphone?’
Miu’s reaction was very strange. Just then, BBQ, who seemed to have returned from the restroom, typed in chat.
(Chef) BBQ: Oh what lolol Momo-nim had a microphone?
(Chef) BBQ: First time hearing it.. it’s really different from the image I had lolol —Right! I’m not the only one who felt it! What a twist?!
(Chef) BBQ: Yeah, the voice is good.
(Chef) BBQ: lolol he’s handsome.
“Thank you….”
Mo Yeon-hu replied with a shy smile.