Chapter 74

“Seeing you grit your teeth and trying to win, it seems like you want a lot of Brownies?”

It wasn’t a deeply thought-out remark by Sol.

Just a joke.

But for Victory, it was a joke hard to laugh at.

Because he wasn’t that pure-hearted boy who played games for fun three years ago anymore.

Didn’t Sol say he had 55,000 viewers?

There are over 55 million people who know the name of Victory, Earth’s greatest esports star.

And they weren’t all fans; among them were countless haters always on the lookout for a chance to criticize.

Since ancient times, it’s been said that if you want to live a good life, you should stay far from alcohol, women, and gambling.

Issues involving women can easily spark controversy.

But you can’t tell a friend they have to be a man and not a woman.

It was too precious a relationship to sever just because of someone’s gender.

That was what Sol thought.

‘I just have to win.’

Victory also had a plan.

A perfect plan to knock Sol down and say, “Alright with the Brownies,” before exiting the game.

All he needed to do was make a pure, heartwarming ending by saying he just came to enjoy the game.

However, his opponent was a gamer Victory respected.

Every move sharp as a well-honed blade, dodging every dagger others would have relied on instinct for.

But Victory was also the world’s top professional gamer, and he was avoiding every dagger relying on his reflexes.

After a while, they got so close they were practically at a distance no human could see and react to.

They had acknowledged each other.

The true dance of blades from two knife acrobats.

Knife against knife.

But then, an unforeseen variable, something Victory had never considered, entered the mix.

“Ugh!”

The game is virtual, of course.

Everyone knows that.

But the human brain doesn’t fully separate the virtual from reality.

Anyone who plays games has likely experienced this before:

Feeling the sensation of falling even though you’re not,

Or leaning your body following the steering wheel in a racing game,

Or exclaiming aloud when your character dies.

“Hya!”

[Did this guy actually get stabbed?]

[If he was really stabbed, he’d be making gagging noises.]

<ㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑ>

[If a viewer gets banned for dirty chat, does a host get banned for dirty sounds?]

[Seems like Tryit will ban him soon lol]

[I’ll visit you as GangSeng soon]

[He’s just crying out in pain from being stabbed, right?]

[The ASMR I’ve been looking for?]

[Seven repeats, seven repeats seven repeats seven repeats seven repeats]

[Is this guy trolling or genuinely shocked, seriously laugh ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[Poor Sol stabbed by Victory’s long XX] – Message deleted.

[Just a regular psychological tactic]

In that state of deep immersion and hyperfocus, every time Sol’s character took a hit from a dagger, he let out a moan.

With the match not yet concluded, Sol didn’t even notice the sounds he made or even glance at the chat.

Victory, however, on hearing the moans, lost his focus and was startled.

Is this guy trolling? No, is he crazy?

ASC Victory-[Hey]

ASC Victory-[You]

Victory couldn’t continue the chat.

Because his character had died.

It was too complicated a demand trying to move, throw daggers, and chat all at once.

“Victory k-k-killed!”

[Crazy lady! ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[??? : I always give my best; I’ll use every resource I’ve got]

[Crazy toxic kid ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[Me]

[Rock]

[Extreme]

[Rock]

[Victory will remember this day]

[Turns out the ultimate tactic is the beauty trap]

[What do you mean, acting like you don’t know?]

[Victory’s mistake for not having enough mental discipline]

[Victory loses!]

[Victory, you have no talent lol]

A chaotic chat full of heaven and hell, praise and slander.

Sol didn’t understand for a moment.

Because he didn’t realize yet that he had been making those moans.

[Anonymous has donated 1,000 won.]

-“Ah! Victory, this dagger hurts so much! Ahh!”

“What are you saying, you fools? What? I made moaning sounds? What the hell?”

First, he banned the user who made that lewd donation referencing a real person.

Seeing the heated nature of the chat, Sol realized this wasn’t just a simple joke.

He played back the recorded footage to check the controversial part.

-“Ugh! Hya! Huh! Huh!”

Every time he got stabbed by the dagger, a cute moan came out…

His own voice.

Not a misunderstanding or slander but undeniable truth.

“Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! You should misunderstand too! I didn’t do it on purpose! Shit!”

He felt the strong urge to turn off his computer entirely.

But if he ran now, he’d really look crazy, so he couldn’t turn it off.

He was barely holding on to his composure.

[Oh well?]

[You can keep doing this daily broadcast]

[Stop teasing already, you bad people]

[How deeply did he immerse himself into the game that he didn’t even realize he was moaning?]

[Total succubus]

[Nature is wild]

[My dad will cry if he watches this broadcast ㅠㅠㅠ]

[Biggest victim of the day: Bigtory, who got mind-attacked lol]

[No, this wasn’t magical!]

[??? : Sorry Victory, forgive me. I couldn’t have won you unless I did it this way.]

[Not a victim, a beneficiary though?]

“Uhhhh ahhhh ahhh ahhh ahhh!”

[Does this person have a soundproof booth?]

[Neighbors will come soon lol]

[My mom just came to visit ㅅㅂ]

[Our puppy’s barking too?]

It was a broadcast where all the participants suffered while the viewers enjoyed themselves immensely.

Isn’t that enough?

The viewers had fun, didn’t they?

That’s all that matters…

[Author: Sol] [Title: That incident today was absolutely not intentional]

[I’m so upset I could cry.

When I laid down to sleep, my heart was tight, and I felt faint, so I sat up immediately.

Playing with a cyber-gladiator mindset, thinking getting stabbed means death, I startled and screamed every time I got hit.

Stop the slander! I’m a tactical gamer, not some seductive assassin!

I didn’t even realize I was making those sounds until the game ended.

How could I dirty something as sacred as a duel? Huh?

Ah hell…

Starting today, anyone who mentions this incident will be banned.]

-[Woohoo! Dictator Sol, stop your media oppression!]

-[Revolutionist soon moving to Hell]

-[LOL cute]

-[Approaching the game with a life-or-death mindset is pretty cool]

-[What’s the drift at the end?]

-[That’s how embarrassed he must be lol]

-[The writer got a bit emotional]

-[Who’s bullying our legend? The broadcast was great today; please keep it up like this every day]

-[You bastard! You’re the worst lol]

–<Forget.]
-[What exactly happened? I don't understand at all]
-[Ah, nothing happened!]
-[It's 12:19 AM, so it's yesterday, right?]

Early the next morning, this post appeared on the Legendit forum.
But as Sol hoped, it was unlikely that the incident would be forgotten.
There were not just a few witnesses, but 55,000 of them.
Even if five people saw it, rumors would spread; how could a rumor not start with 55,000 people?

[Author: Anonymous] [Title: Found the Secret to Sol's Skill]

[(Image of a sea anemone wearing VR goggles)
The secret is playing in VR while others use keyboard and mouse.
But getting stabbed feels like real death. Scary penalty!]

-[Wow, near-death experience yesterday didn't leave a trauma ㄷㄷ]
-[Why are you alone acting like a light novel protagonist?]
-[Me alone VR Musou]
-[Die, Sol!!!]
-[What's this template?]
-[Ugh! Hya! Huh!]

Afterward, Sol's reputation as a lone VR streamer stuck, and the word "moaning" was set to automatically ban for ten minutes.

It had started as such a heartfelt broadcast. How had it turned into this?
Being a female streamer is not easy, indeed.

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