Even if she's a dried fish girl, don't try to guess her thoughts!

Doma Residence.

Second floor, study.

Sogo Doma sat in his newly purchased massage chair, one hand supporting his forehead...

Life is like a tea table, covered in tragedies; you never know which cup you'll be forced to lift next.

"How unfortunate!" Sogo Doma, still holding his forehead, issued a declaration worthy of a harem protagonist: "Honestly, what is Umaru Doma getting so angry about? She really is a foolish little sister. It's decided—even if she apologizes to me, I will never forgive her, unless she serves me tea while doing it!"

Time rewinds three minutes.

A certain highly excited Umaru Doma was looking forward to seeing the message her idol had written for her. Truly, life was just as Sogo Doma said: full of joy.

Then.

Opening the title page and reading the signed message, Umaru Doma turned to stone.

What does it mean by "Even if you let your brother call himself a super-S scumbag, Utako Kasumi can tell that your brother is a gentle person"?

What exactly did her brother tell Utako Kasumi?

And really, what kind of image does she, Umaru Doma—pfft, she, Umaru Doma—have in Utako Kasumi's mind now? Unreasonable, right? Heh heh, it must be unreasonable.

However.

A certain brother, oblivious to his impending doom, was still showing off.

"Umaru, you see? Even words cannot hide the radiance of your brother's humanity. Hmph hmph."

It was already painful enough to be misunderstood by her idol, but seeing her brother not only failing to reflect but acting incredibly arrogant, Umaru Doma's mentality shattered.

"Brother, you idiot, you're insensitive, you're thick-skinned!" A triple-barreled outburst of rage.

Then, she made a face at her brother: "Umaru is going to play games now. Brother can go work like a corporate slave, bleh!"

"Bang!"

Without another word, Umaru Doma walked into the living room (game room) and slammed the door shut.

A bewildered Sogo Doma: "..."

Is it her time of the month?

Sogo Doma, a transmigrator, having lived two lives, found it useless; he had never learned how to understand the delicate heart of a young girl.

In the living room.

Umaru Doma, who claimed she was going to play games, was actually full of annoyance.

"Ahhh... where on earth did Brother meet Utako Kasumi? That idiot brother only knows how to say useless things. Umaru just didn't want Brother to..."

"Brother is such an idiot. Umaru must have no image left in Utako Kasumi's mind now. Heh, hehe..." The girl was slightly broken.

"Wait!" Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered a blind spot; the detective was on the case.

"The signature, the message—those were all written for UMR. What does that have to do with me, Umaru Doma—pfft, Umaru Doma? Wahahaha... I really am a genius." Umaru Doma, fully revived.

Then.

"What is Brother doing now? He suddenly said he had to work; that must be exhausting, right?" The revived Umaru felt a twinge of anxiety.

"Nah, whatever. Brother will always find a way. I originally wanted to show off to Erina, but it looks like that won't happen now." Looking at the signed book in her hands, Umaru Doma muttered to herself.

She gently turned to the next page.

Umaru Doma's eyes widened.

"To UMR: You're right, your brother is indeed a super-S, but he's still a decent guy, I suppose? (Confused)"

"Hahaha... Brother's true nature has been seen through. As expected of Utako Kasumi! I, Umaru Doma, the gaming god UMR, will never make a mistake." Her expression shifted instantly to one of firm resolve. If Sogo saw this, he'd probably say it was her "facial expression artist" persona again.

"Hehehe, what is Erina doing? I can show off to her now. Even though Secretary brought this book over, Erina loves it too, hmph hmph." A conspiratorial laugh.

From booting up to connecting to the internet, it took less than half a minute.

In this year of 2011, it was definitely a top-tier configuration.

"Twitter, Twitter, let me see..." Moving the mouse while muttering to herself: "Got it, here it is."

Logging into her Twitter account.

U, M, R

Do you know?

There is no game that cannot be cleared. However, do you know who was the first to clear them?

Bio-Zombie

Dino Riot

Dark Fire-Linking

Countless games considered by the public to be "suffering" were all first conquered by the god UMR, who uploaded the videos to show everyone that clearing them was actually possible.

Immediately following.

UMR turned her attention to competitive games: Anti-Terrorist Cop, Red Alert, Star Alliance, and finally, the MOBA game Heroes Here.

However.

No matter the game, nothing could stop the great UMR; as long as she played it, she was destined to reach the pinnacle.

She perfectly embodied a single phrase.

I came, I saw, I conquered; I am UMR.

But who would have guessed that the true form of UMR was actually just a little lump?

Setting that aside.

Umaru clicked on Erina's Twitter: "What has this girl been busy with lately? Come to think of it, I wonder if she's played the King of Fighters I sent her. If not, don't blame me for being cruel when I visit Totsuki Resort next time, hehe."

She clicked on the first post, the most recent update, which was a food review.

"Tch, it's not as good as what Onii-chan makes anyway..."

She scrolled past it quickly.

Umaru finally saw that book review.

"Etto, did Utako Kasumi really think that much into it?" Unlike Erina, Umaru had been trained by Sougo, and looking at the review, she felt like someone had done it on purpose...

Ahem.

"Still, Erina really does like this novel, hehe..." Seeing through this, Umaru Doma let out another sinister laugh.

Clack-clack-clack-clack, Umaru Doma's shadowless hands went into action.

And then.

On Twitter.

UMR@God's Tongue: "Erina, I have a signed copy from Utako Kasumi, wahahaha..."

In that instant, the internet exploded.

"What? Even the great UMR is reading this novel?"

"I'll give you three minutes; I want all the information on that novel!"

"Great one, don't slack off! Leading us through the new content is what really matters!"

There were those who had read a little bit.

"Sayuka is pretty good. Gentlemen, I like her very much. Is anyone drawing their sword?"

"Mai is the only goddess; the rest are heretics. Come, enlighten me!"

"In my opinion, Sayuka and Mai are a perfect match. Could that Naoto please go die quietly?"

"I support Naoto dying. If being gentle were useful, I wouldn't have been single for thirty years, damn it."

"The only poison point is Naoto. I beg Utako Kasumi to write Naoto off—car accident, terminal cancer, anything works. I just want to see Sayuka and Mai fall in love."

"+1"

"+10080"

Totsuki Resort, Erina's residence.

"Hisako, will this really stop the novel from being axed? Surely Senior Tsuchima wouldn't lie." The blonde tsundere remained completely oblivious to her own influence in the otaku circle.

Hisako, the secretary, looked at the hundreds of thousands of comments on Twitter that were still increasing, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Erina, there are already tens of thousands of people online demanding to buy the novel. Unless the people at Fujimi Bunko are idiots, there is no way they will axe the novel!"

"Is that so?" Erina, not very clear on these ins and outs, could only remain half-skeptical.