Chapter 72 – Mike, like a Flying Head

“Hehеhе. Dоn’t bе surрrised, Little Spiсе. This basеment doublеs аs а smаll studiо tоo.”

“I-I seе…”

The quаlitу of thе stаirs сhаngеd.

Soundрroоfing materiаl sееmеd to be аpрlied, as no sоund сame from my fооtsteps at all.

And frоm thе floor, I could heаr а large numbеr of реорle murmuring softly.

What!?

Whаt’s hapреning!?

Nо, it’s obvious.

АSМR is bеing perfоrmed!

Thе basement floоr lighting wаs proреr, but therе was no in-stоre backgrоund music аt аll.

People in unusuаl attirе wеrе weаring headрhоnеs with serious еxрrеssiоns, sреaking intо miсrоphоnеs.

And they nodded with satisfaction.

“They’re doing mic tests there. We use this place for recordings besides ASMR too. Mics lose sensitivity if you keep using them, and new high-performance models keep coming out one after another.”

“Is that so… It’s incredibly deep…”

“Especially for us streamers, mics break when we use them in Dungeons, right? So we come here to buy replacements. It’s a necessary expense, but they normally cost six figures, so it’s tough.”

“Eeek!”

All I could do was scream.

And even that was in a whisper so as not to disturb the people speaking.

Batra giggled happily.

“Well then, shall we try it? Adult Spice is fine too, but I think your streaming appearance would be better.”

“Ah, understood. I’m counting on you, Flota.”

‘Whoa, I jump out of the bag into this mysterious space… I have enough sense to speak quietly too. Now, Master, transformation…’

“Yeah. Metamorphose Spice…”

In complete silence, a black and white spiral appeared and enveloped me, changing me from Shogo to Black Pepper Spice.

The people testing mics nearby looked over in surprise.

Sorry, I can’t turn off the transformation effect.

“This microphone is recommended. When paired with an A-Phone, it flies through the air and follows you.”

“Flies through the air!?”

“It has drone functionality. It consumes insane amounts of electric power, so streaming time is limited… but if you gather concurrent viewers, you can substitute that for power.”

“I see. So gathering concurrent viewers is the secret to doing long ASMR streams. Makes sense.”

“When you become Little Spice, even your way of speaking completely becomes Little Spice! So interesting!”

Batra poked Spice repeatedly while grinning!

Stoooop.

But, this microphone shaped like a person’s head flies through the air and follows you?

It’s like a yokai Flying Head microphone…

Flying Heads are continental yokai where just the head separates from the body at night, flies around, causes mischief, or eats people.

I haven’t watched much Dungeon ASMR until now, but this kind of outrageous item is normal in this world…

So deep…

Well then, let’s try it!

This room has multiple testing stations scattered about, and everything from the stations to the walls and floor seems to absorb sound.

So even if other people are testing nearby, whispers won’t get picked up by the microphone.

Incredible.

When you want to test with loud voices, you move the entire station to a studio.

There’s a studio usage fee, so it seems like you only use it when you absolutely want to test something.

Now, Spice puts on headphones…

Whoa! These headphones probably cost around six figures too!!

The comfort and fit are completely different.

Then I whispered into the right ear of the microphone.

“Soba ASMR”

And then, from the right side of the headphones, I could hear a whisper saying ‘Soba ASMR’!

“Wahhh!”

I was amazed.

What destructive power.

I tried doing something similar with my home microphone, but that was just playing house!

If I did soba ASMR with this microphone, what would happen to the Meat Brigade?

I want to try.

“Well then, I’ll give it a try. …Little Spice…”

“Whoaaa”

Batra’s whisper voice is dangerous.

The voice reached directly into my brain.

This is the kind that reaches all the way to the soul.

This is it, this is the only way!

When the Witch of the Mind erases listeners’ memories or something, this technique is for calling back the Peppers and the Meat Brigade.

Magic VS modern civilization!!

I’ll defeat that moldy magic with shiny civilization power!!

“Well then, shall we use a studio? Let’s try it out!”

“Yes, yes! You’re going all out today, huh?”

“Of course. For the collab too, we have to try everything we can.”

We made a studio reservation and decided to kill about two hours outside until it was available.

Incidentally, I had them make a membership card for Black Pepper Spice.

Now Spice is a member too.

From here on, I’ll be acting in Spice Mode…

Because after this, I’ll be trying ASMR as Spice!

I’ll just use Metamorphose to make the outfit more subdued…

“Little Spice, that’s that prestigious girls’ school uniform, right?”

“You can tell!? A little while ago when I was invited there, I copied it. I just removed the school emblem.”

“It looks great on you! But don’t walk around at night in that outfit.”

“Yeah, yeah, I don’t want to cause trouble for that school…!”

Spice and the others took a break at a burger shop outside.

Oh, with this body, ordering a dessert shake feels completely natural.

I can feel people around us looking at us like, are Batra and I sisters?

Whoa, the hamburger is huge!

There are many advantages to being small.

Note: Even with this physique, Spice can eat about as much as his original body, and his digestive system is actually sturdy, so he can gobble down fatty meat too.

“So, Ms. Batra, why are you only ordering a drink and watching Spice with a smile?”

“Hehe, just watching a little kid eat a lot is soothing in itself.”

“I’m not a little kid!”

In actual age, Spice is older…!?

After that, Spice, who finished a double cheeseburger, large fries set, and mango dessert shake, headed straight to the basement studio!

And was absolutely bombarded with Batra’s ASMR baptism!

Wahhhhh it’s seeping into my braiiiiin.