[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 305

The beginning of the Ache Tournament is to zoom in on each participant one by one, allowing them to leave a short greeting and express their aspirations.

However, when it was the turn of the girl with peach-colored hair, the audio wasn’t working properly, and the screen only showed her mouth moving awkwardly.

[Originally, they were supposed to leave a word of determination or a greeting. It seems there’s an issue with the microphone during the interview process.]

[Isn’t this the charm of live broadcasting?]

[I agree with commentator Park Jin-ho.]

The commentators and casters skillfully handle the minor mishap.

Meanwhile, a broadcasting staff member approaches the host conducting the interview and hands over a new microphone.

“Could you try speaking again?”

As the host brings the newly received microphone closer to Han Ga-eul, the squirrel on her shoulder stretches its neck out.

“Peep!”

“Huh? Did Danpung say something?”

“Peet!”

[Haha, the talkative friend’s name is Danpung.]

[It’s very cute.]

[According to the pre-interview, Danpung was met during the fall when leaves fall, and the rabbit friend, resembling a snowflake, is named Baekseol.]

[I see.]

Seeing this, the host turns the microphone toward Danpung.

“Pee-peet!”

“It says it’s amazed by how many people there are.”

“Peet!”

Seizing the moment, Danpung starts explaining something enthusiastically, using all its limbs.

“Pee-peet! Peet!”

“It says to gather a lot of food before it gets cold, and if there’s no food in winter, they can come to its house.”

“Peet!”

Danpung slowly wags its tail and nods its head.

“Danpung, but people don’t eat sunflower seeds and acorns as their main diet.”

“Peet!?”

“Is that really so shocking?”

Danpung presses Han Ga-eul’s cheek with its tiny hand.

“Huh? Really. I don’t store them in my cheek pouches.”

As Han Ga-eul waves her hand while talking, a flower suddenly appears.

“Here, eat.”

The rabbit on Han Ga-eul’s head takes the flower.

“Danpung too.”

Rustle.

“Peep!”

[Where did that flower and sunflower seed come from?]

[Uh… is it magic?]

[The room master is at it again lololol]

[Is that person a magician?]

[We don’t know, so don’t ask us.]

[Lolololol]

[It’s a druid.]

As Han Ga-eul gives Danpung a sunflower seed, the host turns the microphone back to her.

“Please introduce yourself and your affiliated team briefly.”

“My name is Han Ga-eul, and I’m part of the Red Team…”

As Han Ga-eul starts speaking, Lim Yoo-joon, standing next to her, leans in and whispers.

“Ruby Team? What’s this, a multi-level marketing scheme? At this rate, you’ll get promoted to Diamond.”

[Ahhh!!!]

[Please shut up!!]

[Haha… it seems like it’s the first time we’re seeing player Lim Yoo-joon on a variety show. Shall we meet him?]

As the commentator urgently signals, the host, catching it through the earpiece, quickly turns the microphone to Lim Yoo-joon.

“Hello.”

“I’m Lim Yoo-joon from Team Ruby.”

The moment Lim Yoo-joon spoke, a loud noise began to echo all around.

(Whoa!!!!)

The cheers filling the arena were so intense you could feel the vibrations on your skin.

Hearing this, Lim Yoo-joon smiled as if it was nothing unusual and reached out to the person next to him.

“I heard my friend was participating, so I decided to join too.”

The once noisy arena fell silent in an instant.

[Who is that guy acting all close to Oppa?]

[Your face is a mess, idiot.]

[Look at the chat level—ugh.]

[The room master was quiet, but now they’re going wild lol.]

“Why am I your friend? Don’t you have any friends? Shut… up!”

As Han Ga-eul opened her mouth, Baekseol, who was perched above her, slid down her face and stuffed the flower she was holding into Han Ga-eul’s mouth.

“Eat it!”

“Wha—?!”

[Baekseol, nice!]

[Lol, what a save!]

[Oh, no way.]

[They’re saying “no way” like this lol.]

[Lolololol.]

[Seems like they’ve said it all, but was that really a save?]

[This is acceptable lol.]

[The real drama is a friendless kid asking Lim Yoo-joon if he has no friends.]

***

【1,600-meter Mixed Relay Race!】

【Alright, athletes!】

Bang!

【They’re off with the sound of the gun!】

As the starting pistol fired loudly, the athletes dashed forward.

【Since it’s a 400-meter track, they’ll need to run four laps.】

【That’s right. The key point is that since they’re not professionally trained athletes, pacing is crucial.】

【Momentum is also important.】

In a relay race, if you fall behind your opponent from the start, you’ll be playing catch-up from the beginning.

That’s why in mixed relays, the order is usually male-female-female-male.

【First runners: Dong-chan from Team Ruby Dust, Jin-hyun from Team Topaz Hurricane Blue, Han-wool from Team Emerald, and Chun-sik from Team Sapphire Dust.】

【All teams have brought out their fast cards to take the lead early.】

【In a way, it’s an expected lineup, right?】

【That’s right. And right from the start, the Dust teams are going head-to-head.】

Now, the Dust group, barely keeping the legacy of their once-thin band alive.

Dong-chan, the drummer, and Chun-sik, the lead guitarist, are running.

【All four runners are fast, no doubt about it.】

【Han-wool, you need to stay in your lane. If you step out of your lane in the first lap, you’ll be disqualified.】

As the four runners jostled for position, they locked eyes with their next runners and sprinted at full speed.

In the midst of this, Jin-hyun, who had been holding back his strength, exploded forward and quickly took the lead.

【Jin-hyun from Team Topaz Hurricane Blue is fast!】

【This is it! This is what we meant by pacing your strength!】

【Jin-hyun, baton touch!】

Team Yellow, aka Team Topaz’s Jin-hyun, was the first to pass the baton to the next runner.

One after another, the lead runners arrived and handed off their batons, starting the second leg of the relay.

【And…】

The entire team’s second runner is a female athlete.

What’s interesting here is that only the Ruby team chose the order of male-female-male-female instead of the usual male-female-female-male.

Why did they make that choice?

The answer might lie with the last runner.

***

Lim Yoo-joon, you need to push a little harder!

You’re slow, Lim Yoo-joon!

Despite the deafening cheers, the third runner, Lim Yoo-joon, was just too slow.

“Wow, Lim Yoo-joon is so clumsy lol.”

“At least I’m better than you guys -_-”

“Stop being better, you chickenhead.”

“Lim bro’s level lol.”

“Wow, splitting politics chat is wild.”

Even though other teams had already finished their baton touches with their last runners, Lim Yoo-joon still couldn’t pass the baton.

But seeing Lim Yoo-joon’s face, gasping for breath as if today was his last day, it was clear he wasn’t just slacking off.

“Ruby’s lost.”

“If you’re trying your best and it’s not working, what can you do?”

“There was a reason Lim Yoo-joon was the third runner lol.”

“Shut up, our room master is still here.”

“How much better can a woman run lol? Physical differences based on gender are absolute.”

“Ah, the Ruby team is struggling.”

“Lim Yoo-joon is doing his best, but it’s tough.”

“It looks like Han Ga-eul is cheering for Lim Yoo-joon. Shall we listen in?”

Since Lim Yoo-joon still had a long way to go, the host waiting outside the lane approached Han Ga-eul and held out the mic.

“He should just sing a song, he’s so weak…”

The host quickly turned off the mic.

“Ah, we heard it. Lim Yoo-joon, you need to push harder!”

“Y-yes.”

“Is she crazy lol.”

“Someone please sew the room master’s mouth shut.”

“Our crazy girl, sorry sorry sorry.”

Who would have thought that the seemingly perfect Lim Yoo-joon had this side?

Still, everyone cheers for Lim Yoo-joon.

Effort is beautiful, regardless of the result.

“Gasp…! Gasp…!”

Except for one person.

“If you just jerk off at home, your bones will rot. Go outside and run around or something.”

Han Ga-eul, who had been staring blankly at the staggering Lim Yoo-joon, reached out her hand.

“Gasp…! Gasp…! No…!”

“Ah, what a touching scene! Han Ga-eul is waiting calmly without rushing.”

“Ugh, you little brat.”

“This is sports!!”

“Is the room master saying something to Lim Yoo-joon?”

“Probably just cursing at him lol.”

“Can’t tell without individual mics, try lip-reading.”

“Don’t really want to know.”

“Lol for real.”

“The last runner, Han Ga-eul. But there’s already a gap of over 50 meters.”

Lim Yoo-joon, mustering his last bit of strength, pushed the baton forward.

Thud!

“You worked hard.”

“Touching baton touch!!”

“Thanks to the consideration for Lim Yoo-joon, she received it in place, right?”

【Han Ga-eul, running!】

Han Ga-eul, having taken the baton, lowers her stance and shoots forward like an arrow.

(Whoa──!!!)

Amidst the roaring cheers, Han Ga-eul starts chasing the person ahead at a rapid pace.

【Ahhh! What on earth is this!!】

【Don’t be fooled by her cute appearance! There’s a beast inside her!】

【She’s running, Han Ga-eul! So fast! Too fast! Full-on pursuit!!】

【Han Ga-eul sprintinggg─!!】

【She’s like the fairy of running!】

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[Room Master is crazy fast]

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Isn’t the Room Master next-level?

The fairy of running has arrivedㅋㅋ

[ㅇㅇ] : Seriously, she’s insanely fast.

[ㅇㅇ] : Maybe the Room Master killed all the other fairies, and only she remains.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Big possibility.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Of course, the one who survived is the crazy cigarette fairy.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : But you still love her, right?

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[ㅇㅇ] : We’re living in the Room Master’s era···!

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : ‘Goddess’ Ga-eul.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : The Leaning Tower of Pisa tilted to pay respect to Han Ga-eul.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : I’m Baekseol, and this is trueㅇㅇ.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Baekseol doesn’t talk like that.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : I’m the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and that’s definitely Baekseol.

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[What’s next?]

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What’s the next game?

[ㅇㅇ] : Dunno.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Since the first game was a relay, maybe similar to last year?

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : The PD said they’d mix in some lighter stuff this time.

[ㅇㅇ] : Archery or vaulting.

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