Even I found myself drawn in when I locked eyes with Daira''s sultry gaze. Her dancing was so professional that it made me wonder if she had previously been part of a girl group.


    But I quickly looked away after a brief nce. Performances like this weremon, so it was interesting but nothing new.


    Now, with about a minute left in the challenge, it was my turn to step in.


    I asked Felicia to do a live stream just so I could crush Daira and her fans.


    I waited until thest moment to act so Daira''s fans wouldn''t get allpetitive and send more gifts than they''d already done.


    My n was to make Daira lose without earning much. And now, it was time!


    Daira continued dancing her well-practiced routine. But much to her dismay, Battleship icons abruptly took over the screen.


    "Anonymous sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"


    "Anonymous sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"


    "Anonymous sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"


    The same notification popped up ten times in a row as I sent ten Battleships. The entire stream fell silent.


    Even Daira''s fans, who''d been busy praising her, froze.


    Those unaware of the situation might have assumed that there was a glitch in the stream. As expected, money spoke volumes.


    Each Battleship cost 8,800 dors, making ten a whopping 88 thousand dors.


    Combined with her previous gifts, Felicia''s stream had raked in over 100 thousand dors in gifts. Daira, on the other hand, had only earned slightly over ten thousand dors.


    I was determined to teach Daira and her fans a lesson and destroy them.


    Felicia''s eyes lit up when she saw my username, and a faint smile yed at the corners of her lips. "Thank you for tuning in again, Anonymous. Also, I-I like you," she confessed shyly, lowering her head immediately after.


    I blushed on the other side of the screen as I held my phone, flustered.


    What was she saying?


    She knew it was me, yet she had said such things. Did she intend for me to hear that? I wondered if she was confessing under the guise of a streamer because she was too shy to confess in person.


    That was a smart move.


    The both of us had turned pink as butterflies fluttered in our chests. But no one else would know that.


    I quickly replied, "I like you too, and you''re wee. It''s barely enough for you to buy new clothes anyway, so don''t worry about it."