A major incident suddenly erupted in the country. Many bloggers were ecstatic to ride a massive wave of traffic, but it was tough for those honest bloggers who didn't know how to capitalize on it.
Take, for instance, a certain fashion blogger.
Ayatsuki Ayaka frowned, looking at the dismal traffic on her newly posted video.
Normally, at this time, her short videos would receive plenty of comments and reactions.
Now, it hadn't even reached five hundred views in half an hour; all the online traffic was being sucked away by various conspiracy theories.
"Ah, why did he have to choose this time to die!"
Ayatsuki Ayaka let out a heavy sigh and sprawled across the desk, her collar looking as if it might burst.
Tama Chan, sitting opposite her, glanced over and drawled, "Iroha, are you trying to seduce me?"
Ayatsuki Ayaka blinked, unsure why Tama Chan had said that. Following her gaze, Ayaka quickly covered her chest with her hands and said in annoyance, "Maru, don't peek."
