'This isn't just some run-of-the-mill lewd content anymore. I have to crack down hard!'
Rorschach had explicitly forbidden students from visiting commercial establishments of ill repute. But now, they were watching live streams—full-sensory blockbusters, no less. This thing was even sought after by the wealthy, who would spend a fortune on the device itself and then pay for expensive Alchemy Potions, as they had no Magic Power to operate the "Magic Cup."
In the words of these veteran users, they weren't just playing with a cup; they were playing with "majik"!
'Majik my ass!' Rorschach fumed in the middle of the night. The device's popularity stemmed from two things. First, people found it novel; who would have thought of such a gimmick? Second, beyond the primal pleasure, this bizarre form of "live streaming" also satisfied people's voyeuristic tendencies. It was a dual assault of low-brow taste, both physical and spiritual—no, it was downright vulgar.
