The Grandson of Nurarihyon: A Livestream Room from the Start

I woke up one day and found I’d become Rikuo Nura.

The good news: I’ve just started middle school, and the story hasn’t begun yet.

The bad news: My father, Rihan, died eight years ago, killed by Hagoromo Gitsune herself.

And the strangest part is, there’s a livestream in my head.

[Hiyoribou is my wife]: Let me see my wife!!!

[Whale-Sized Tipper]: Can donations raise fear? Let’s go, guys! Buy the Grand General a new skin!

[Professional Blade Sender]: Hagoromo Gitsune, huh? I’m writing that down in my little book.

Donations can give me power, and the chat can warn me about enemies.

An invasion of Shikoku? Hagoromo Gitsune’s resurrection? The arrival of Seimei?

I simply turn off the chat

What’s the rush? Let’s have breakfast first.

After all, a man who can turn off his livestream whenever he wants

is the real Slippery Ghost.