Even dressed in nothing more than an ordinary urban outfit, the ears atop her head and the tail behind her, together with her familiar hair color and figure, still made her look incredibly familiar.
"Tamamo no Mae...?" someone instinctively posted in the livestream chat.
But then.
More and more comments came surging in.
Some believed it.
Some didn't...
Some were shocked and doubtful.
Others were simply astonished!
Was she a coser? Impossible!
How many people could still be at the convention venue?!
Besides.
Not to mention that it was already impossible to get in there.
Even if they could get inside! Without the ability—or some real strength to back them up—who would dare go?
Wouldn't that just be suicide?
If they set aside every other possibility.
Then only one conclusion remained.
Many people stared at the girl on the screen in utter horror, perhaps with a trace of anticipation and hope in their eyes.
Even her hazy silhouette was so captivating.
"Heh... heh..."
The eeriness that appeared this time was driven more by instinct than anything else.
In fact, aside from truly powerful beings, creatures like it were all like beasts, always driven by instinct, with their bestial nature far outweighing their reason.
Even actual beasts knew how to seek advantages and avoid harm. They understood the warning signs of danger.
But it was different.
After devouring so much flesh and blood, it had evolved—and grown even more swollen with arrogance.
And with Tamamo no Mae looking so relaxed and casual, without even revealing her Spirit Dress.
She looked even more like a delicious delicacy.
Rather than a truly lethal enemy.
Thus.
The eerie creature laughed, baring its teeth.
It looked ferocious and ravenous, almost like a lunatic, yet its appearance was so horrifying that it made one's skin crawl.