I Was Trying to Stream a Slow Life, but It Seems My Golem Partner Started Warming Up. - Chapter 10

Life with Tarata began. And true to her word, she was… diligent. Almost terrifyingly so. Chores were done flawlessly before I even thought of them. Materials were sorted and organized with obsessive precision. Whenever I did any alchemy, she observed with an unnerving intensity, muttering technical jargon under her breath, her eyes practically glued to my hands. Her constant, formal-verging-on-stiff politeness (“Excuse me for breathing the same air, Ms. Alkemy!”) made my skin crawl. My comfortable, lazy routine? Utterly demolished. The Slow Life? A distant memory.

To escape the oppressive atmosphere of my own home (and Tarata’s laser-focused gaze), I decided to stream. Time to deliver on last stream’s promise: the Beta-chan Maid Uniform reveal!

“Alright, Tarata-san, I’m going to stream now. You can watch if you want, just… try to be a bit less intense?”

“Understood! I shall observe with maximum efficiency and minimal presence!” she declared, somehow sounding even more intense. Great.

The stream started. After a brief intro, I got straight to the main event.

“Alright everyone, thanks for waiting! As promised, here she is! Beta-chan, modeling the brand-new Maid Uniform!”

I stepped aside, gesturing dramatically. Beta-chan, clad in the black and white, frilly masterpiece, gave a small, hesitant curtsy.

The chat exploded.

UWWOOOOOOOHHHH!!!

MAID BETA-CHAN!!!!

IT’S HERE! IT’S FINALLY HERE!!

PERFECTION! ABSOLUTE PERFECTION!

Those frills! That apron! The allowances for the bust! God tier design!

Marry me, Beta-chan! (or Alkemy, whoever made this!)

Nosebleed commencing!

Worth the wait! Worth everything!

“Ufufu.” Beta-chan gave a small, pleased smile, smoothing down her skirt. A faint blush dusted her cheeks. “Does it… suit me, Master?”

“It looks amazing on you, Beta-chan!” I beamed, genuinely proud of my creation and the overwhelmingly positive reaction. Heh heh, my fashion sense was unbeatable!

Meanwhile, in the corner of the room (off-camera, thankfully), Tarata was practically vibrating. “Incredible formation… the material synthesis consistency… the application of aesthetic principles without compromising theoretical integrity… How did she stabilize the molecular structure of the frill polymers…? Astounding…”

I let Beta-chan do a few more poses for the delighted viewers, basking in the flood of praise and super chat donations. This was going great! Maybe having Tarata around wasn’t so bad if it motivated me to make cool stuff like this—

Ping.

A small notification icon blinked into existence on my streaming interface overlay. It wasn’t a comment or donation. It had an official-looking crest… The Royal Knights? Or was that the Church’s symbol?

An urgent message displayed: “Urgent Summons for Alchemist ‘Alkemy’ – Report to the Capital Branch Immediately”

My blood ran cold. Summons? From the Knights? Or the Church?! Why?! What did I do?! No, no, no, this HAD to be a mistake! My Slow Life! My peaceful, anonymous existence! It was over! Completely and utterly shattered!

“Uh! W-Well! That’s all the time we have for today’s stream!” I stammered, forcing a shaky smile. “Thanks for tuning in to see Beta-chan’s amazing new look! See you next time! Bye!”

I slammed the ‘End Stream’ button before anyone could comment on the weird notification or my sudden panic.

Staring blankly at the now-offline interface, only one thought echoed in my mind: What in the world did they want with me?!