[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 113

[⚔️Sorry, sorry, sorry]

“What’s up. Is it time for my kids to take their medicine?”

[⚔️Sending a walking disaster, sorry, sorry]

“Miss.”

[⚔️Gahahaha]

[⚔️Why are you going to China?]

“They sent me an invitation, five of them.”

[⚔️????]

[⚔️The room master is causing trouble!]

[⚔️Please don’t do it, Autumn]

“No, I haven’t done anything yet.”

[⚔️Aghhh?]

[⚔️Emergency!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[⚔️Block it, damn it!!]

[⚔️Mayday Mayday, we need more Jindo dogs and Poongsan dogs]

“Ah, this is dizzying.”

Thud thud-

The sound of knocking on the iron door can be heard from outside.

It’s chaos inside and out.

Leaving the viewers causing a ruckus, I step outside and see a silhouette through the iron door.

Creak.

The iron door makes an unpleasant sound as it opens, and a large figure hands over an envelope.

“Thank you for receiving it on my behalf, Albert.”

“No, miss.”

“Would you like to join me?”

“No.”

“Don’t you like hamburgers?”

“I do, but no.”

“Adding cheese won’t clog your arteries?”

“No.”

“Apologize to your arteries and eat with me.”

“No.”

Feels like talking to a wall.

Seeing him still saying yes, he must really like hamburgers.

Since people aren’t objects, you have to get to know them one by one.

Meeting people and getting to know them bit by bit is enjoyable.

“But why do you keep saying no? Were you watching my broadcast?”

“….No.”

Albert, who’s usually blunt, now seems like a complete blockhead.

No matter what I say, he just keeps repeating no.

“So you were watching.”

“Miss.”

“Yes.”

Albert takes a serious tone.

“For a short while, I’ve been watching over you. From my perspective, it didn’t matter who you were. I just had to successfully complete my bodyguard duty.”

“Okay.”

“At first, I thought it was a task of guarding a naive young lady messing with loan shark gangs. But it wasn’t.”

“I am a naive young lady, though?”

“Wherever you go, a naive young lady can’t defeat five armed thugs barehanded.”

“I fought with a dildo.”

“Miss, even a special forces soldier with excellent combat training, or an experienced fighter in the ring, can’t subdue even one armed opponent barehanded, let alone five.”

“Well, that’s true, but so?”

Albert’s face becomes more serious than ever, and his mouth slowly opens.

“Miss….”

“Yes, me?”

“Are you… an alien?”

“Pfft.”

I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

I never dreamed he’d say something like that with such a serious face.

“Ah, sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh.”

“It’s fine.”

Was it just my imagination, or did Albert’s face turn slightly red?

“Albert, you said you were originally a soldier, right?”

“That’s correct.”

“Did you happen to work in Area 51?”

Albert’s face turned even redder. Guess it wasn’t my imagination after all.

“Young lady, I’m not some alien conspiracy theorist who believes in the Roswell incident.”

“Seems like you believe it now, though?”

“······.”

“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me, but maybe someday I’ll have the chance to tell you.”

“······Yes, understood.”

“Then have a hamburger.”

I handed him a hamburger loaded with extra cheese from the bag, and Albert, who had been staring, slowly reached out his hand.

“Don’t keep suffering outside, come inside or sit on the rooftop chair over there and eat.”

“It’s fine.”

“In our country, eating food while standing outside isn’t really seen in a good light. You don’t want to stand out, right? Eat inside.”

“Thank you.”

Albert, with his large frame, bowed his head and stepped over the iron gate to come inside.

“Baekseol!”

Within seconds of calling, Baekseol came running and hugged me.

“Baekseol, you’ve seen him often, right? This is Albert.”

Baekseol extended her front paw and waved it, and Albert made a fist and touched it.

“Nice to meet you.”

It reminded me of David and Goliath bumping fists.

Ding!

“Baekseol, would you like to eat outside with Albert?”

“Yes!”

I saw it with Grandfather Arthur too, but Baekseol seems to really enjoy making friends.

“Have a meal outside with Baekseol. And I’ll go to China alone.”

“No, you can’t.”

He still firmly refused.

Probably because Albert’s concerns align with Grandfather Herman’s.

“Hmm, Albert. What happened to those thugs you were dealing with back then?”

“We investigated a man called Instructor at a place called Smile Happiness Loan. They were just a low-level organization, and we confirmed there’s a higher organization involved in drug trafficking.”

One word in Albert’s statement caught my attention.

“Drugs?”

“Correct. They’re mimicking a point organization, so the information isn’t perfect.”

“Those druggie bastards are causing trouble all the way here.”

“They’re probably receiving drugs from Hongmun and selling them. Hongmun’s drugs are harming many countries.”

I have no good memories associated with druggies.

“Just leave them be. They’ll probably just play around snorting powder. Those idiots who buy that crap with money are the real fools.”

“Understood. We’ll wrap up the investigation here.”

“Yes, thanks for your hard work.”

“Not at all. Oh, and.”

Albert, who had just taken a bite of his hamburger, swallowed his food and continued speaking.

“Children are being used as sales tools, and it’s been confirmed.”

“Kids? That’s crossing the line.”

“In areas with poor security or underdeveloped regions, children are often exploited for crimes. Even in Illinois, where I used to live, the security was really bad.”

“Chicago?”

“Yes, my hometown.”

They tried to ignore whether they were sniffing powder or making drug-laced rice cakes, but they kept scratching at their nerves.

What I disliked the most was that they were feeding off Hongmun’s resources.

“I think I need to go. Can you send me some info on my phone?”

“It’s dangerous.”

*Click.*

I reached behind my back and pulled out something, and the sound of metal clashing echoed.

“Ta-da!”

Albert’s gaze shifted to the assault rifle in my hand, and his eyes widened.

“Actually, I’m an alien.”

“Magic… doesn’t seem like it. Are you really an alien?”

I couldn’t tell if he was emotionally numb or just suppressing it, but I always thought he had a stiff expression. Turns out, he’s quite an interesting guy.

After enjoying the sight of Albert’s shocked face, I reached behind my back again and pulled out.

“Poof! It’s gone, right?”

“Uh, no…”

*Plop.*

The lettuce from the hamburger Albert had been biting into fell out.

It wasn’t a small magic trick like a card; it was a 7.62mm assault rifle, something even professionally trained military personnel avoid using in prolonged engagements due to its weight.

And it was a fully loaded drum magazine with heavy 7.62mm bullets.

Of course, it was a natural reaction to see such a large object appear and disappear right before his eyes.

“How did something so big…”

“Shh. Albert, do you know what happens when you learn an alien’s secret?”

Albert, with hamburger sauce smeared around his mouth, slowly shook his head.

“Do you want to find out?”

He shook his head vigorously, which didn’t suit him.

Maybe he was an alien enthusiast when he was younger.

“Finish your meal with Baekseol. I need to head to the room; the viewers are waiting.”

“Yes.”

“Send me the info.”

“Got it.”

Albert’s professionalism seems to be loosening up a bit now.

In the military, following orders was routine, and even the job he joined afterward was combat-focused, so this kind of behavior was expected.

“Baekseol, keep eating and playing with Albert.”

“Okay.”

Leaving the two behind, I entered the room where the viewers were waiting, causing a ruckus.

“Did you miss me?”

[⚔️Room Master!!! Of course, we missed you!]

[⚔️Why did you abandon us? Why did you abandon us? Why did you abandon us?]

[⚔️Suddenly, Baekseol disappeared too]

“I was talking to the person who delivered the hamburgers. Sorry it took so long.”

[⚔️Why are you acting all depressed, you punk?]

[⚔️You’re as sly as a fox, but I’ll let it slide because you’re cute]

“Sorry…”

[No, I might be a bit late, but you keep freaking out, and the room master’s energy is totally drained.]

[The viewers’ condition doesn’t look good. Might need to refresh the crowd.]

“You’re letting it slide? Thanks for the talk.”

[???]

[⚔️LOLOLOLOLOL]

[⚔️Newbie, you really fell for that? LOL]

[⚔️The room master has 500 tails, guys.]

Rustle.

Pulled out a burger from the bag I brought.

A hefty one with an extra patty and two slices of cheese.

“Ta-da. Sorry, blood vessels, here’s a burger.”

[⚔️The naming level, LOL]

[⚔️If it were me, I’d have bowed to the blood vessels.]

“Let me take a bite.”

[⚔️Let’s dig in]

[Cha-ching!]

[Ariel Land sponsored 10,000 won]

[Cheeseburger]

“Cheeseburger?”

[⚔️OMG LOL our Ga-eul knows how to act cute too?]

[⚔️So cute LOL]

“Ah, dang it. I just read it out loud. Ariel Land, that guy’s a repeat offender.”

Now that I’m somewhat of a streamer, I habitually read out donation messages, always falling for the viewers’ pranks.

[⚔️LOL so funny]

Bzzz-

“Hold on.”

While chatting with the viewers, my phone on the desk lit up.

It was a long message from Albert with info on some drug dealers.

Swiped the screen with my hand and took a big bite of the burger.

“Ah, kooka.”

[⚔️Kooka?]

[⚔️What are you saying? Swallow and then talk.]

[⚔️LOL enjoying the meal, huh?]

<Lady Han Ga-eul has ended the stream>

[⚔️?????]

[⚔️What’s going on?]

<Han Gyeoul has started the stream>

[⚔️KYAAAAA the room master’s causing trouble!!]

[⚔️Is Kooka cold or something?]

[⚔️Ah, damn it, emergency!!!!!!!!!!!]

[⚔️No, please stop being so cold, you crazy girl!]