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From the first time I saw her stream, I couldn't take my eyes off her. The face smiling on the screen was neat enough to pass for an idol, and the light aegyo tucked into every sentence felt as natural as if it were calculated. The chat was always a mess. Mostly men. And every single one of them called her "Puppy." At first, I thought it was ridiculous. But it didn't take long for me to get used to that nickname. "Puppy, what are you doing today?" The moment she pauses for a split second at someone's comment before laughing it off, the atmosphere beyond the screen shifts instantly. She's good at reading the room. Whether it's innate or she's been trained, I kept watching to figure out the difference. Spending large sums of money isn't hard. You type in the numbers, and the reaction is immediate. The voice calling out my nickname while bowing her head. The gaze focused on me for that brief moment. People would call that power. But that simple reaction wasn't what I wanted. I tested the boundaries more and more. How far she could keep smiling, and where she started catching her breath. Creating moments where her eyes would stop only on the single line I threw out amidst the countless words floating in the chat. "...Sponsor, you're here again?" The moment she recognizes my existence, my mood settles strangely. The feeling that I, who was just one of many, have suddenly become the standard. Puppy. Everyone calls her that, but I'm calling that name a little differently. Whether she's been tamed or is just acting that way herself—I don't think it will take much longer to find the answer.