Chapter 107

I stared into the camera lens. As a result, my image appeared on the broadcast screen.

It felt completely different from when I used to broadcast with an avatar. Showing my real self to the world made me feel closer to people.

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– Please dance.

“What kind of dance? I was trying not to ban anyone, but I can’t resist this.”

*Click.* I grabbed the mouse and pretended to ban someone.

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Damn, Han Yoorim has changed.

She’s so sharp.

Emergency!!

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The chat was going wild, but I ignored it and said, “I don’t smoke.”

Then.

*Ding.* A donation came in.

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– What are you doing?

“I benchmarked Bunny Run, the cam broadcaster I know best. It’s similar, right?”

The chat agreed with my words.

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I almost died.

Bunny Run used to do that. Not anymore though.

But she still pops up sometimes when playing Eternal World.

Eternal World is unavoidable…

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I stared at the rapidly scrolling chat.

Eternal World, huh.

I wonder when was the last time I turned on a broadcast and played a game seriously.

I did play occasionally, but not as passionately as before.

I was busy with game development and stuff, so it couldn’t be helped.

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So what are you doing?

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“Yeah, what am I doing?”

That’s why I wanted to turn on the cam when I was fully prepared.

Without fireworks or a big concert hall, it’s just boring.

“Should I play a game?”

I like games. I’ve said it many times, but someone who doesn’t like games wouldn’t be a solo game developer.

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You turn on the cam just to play games?

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“What else can I do besides games?”

I can’t just turn on the cam and make a vlog.

There’s no one in my room who likes that kind of stuff.

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Make a vlog, damn it.

What game are you playing?

You really wanna get wrecked?

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No? Do many people want that?

Why so many? That’s weird.

“Do you guys get a thrill from peeking into someone else’s daily life? That’s a very deep taste.”

I can’t keep feeding into these peculiar tastes.

With tears in my eyes, I started the game.

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So it’s this again?

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“I haven’t done it much recently.”

I chose my position and queued for a quick match.

The queue popped, and I picked my usual character.

The game started.

I killed some objectives to level up and then rushed toward the enemy core.

It was the same old playstyle. Nothing particularly special.

Except that I encountered the enemy faster than expected.

It was as if they were rushing toward me too, and we met right in the middle.

It wasn’t entirely unheard of, so I wasn’t flustered. I loaded my skills, hit them with CC, closed in, and swung my sword—.

“You turn on the cam just to play games?!”

*Slash.* I suddenly cut down the enemy core that was shouting at me.

Oh, it was my fan?

Fans deserve proper treatment.

I used every means to hunt down the enemy core.

“Han Yoorim!”

*Slash.*

“Right now!”

*Slash.*

“Provide content suitable for a cam broadcast!”

*Whoosh. Boom.*

When one side gets slaughtered in a core battle, the game doesn’t really work anymore.

After forcing a 10-minute surrender, I put the core I just met into a Tier 4 fan and queued up again.

“Are you really just going to play games?”

That’s what a scout said when they suddenly appeared while I was farming objectives.

I didn’t hesitate and cut them down.

Another fan?

Chasing scouts isn’t efficient, but you can’t neglect fan service.

I slaughtered the scout and ended the game in 10 minutes.

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(Snoring emoticon)

🔥🔥🔥

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Even though it wasn’t an emoticon-only chat, the viewers seemed to have lost their words for some reason.

I wonder why.

Hmm.

I got it.

“You want to see characters other than Thierry? Don’t worry. I have 190 other characters ready besides Thierry.”

This should satisfy the viewers, right?

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– Savage girl.

As expected. They immediately regained their words, so they must be satisfied.

The queue popped. This time, I picked Ormal.

I think I’ll play for a solid 50 hours today.

*

Han Yoorim’s broadcast didn’t change much.

Han Yoorim plays games. She slaughters enemies with insane mechanics.

And in the bottom right corner of the screen, a blonde, blue-eyed beauty is visible.

If you just described it, it would sound exactly like her usual broadcast, but everyone watching knew it wasn’t the same.

‘Wow.’

A man exclaimed in admiration as Han Yoorim pulled off a perfect skill combo to clutch a 1v3.

Then he typed in the chat.

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Insane.

She’s god-tier.

This is beyond this world.

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Others also typed in the chat with a similar tone.

The man made a subtle expression.

At first glance, it seemed like they were praising Han Yoorim’s skills, but the man knew.

They weren’t talking about the game.

The man slightly shifted his gaze.

Describing her as a “blonde, blue-eyed beauty” would actually be an insult to her looks.

No matter how insane her plays were, no matter how crazy her words were, it was all meaningless. Everything was overshadowed by the aura her looks exuded.

Now I understand why Shiroame was like that.

Perfect superior compatibility. It wasn’t that Han Yoorim resembled Thierry. It was that Thierry resembled Han Yoorim.

Honestly, Han Yoorim’s appearance was so overwhelming that it made you wonder if there was even any point in comparing.

Appearance is a matter of preference? People who say that have clearly never played the ideal type World Cup.

After gathering all the beauty in the world, comparing it, and selecting the superior beauty, the one that remained was Han Yoorim.

Because of this, the male viewers, along with the rest of the audience, ended up spamming the chat with compliments about Yoorim’s mesmerizing appearance.

If you said it too directly, you’d sound like a simp, so the key was to phrase it subtly.

It meant that the simp level had already surpassed stage 5 and reached stage 10.

Han Yoorim infiltrated the enemy camp and unleashed a high-speed sword draw. *Swoosh*. The sword, crackling with lightning, sliced through the enemy in one clean strike.

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“She’s insane, insane.”

“For real, I can’t snap out of it.”

“Is this the pinnacle of the world?”

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Translated, it means: “(Looking at Han Yoorim’s face) She’s insane, insane,” “For real, (looking at her face) I can’t snap out of it,” “Is this the pinnacle of (beauty) in the world?”

Next round. This time, Han Yoorim chose Thierry. Then, with perfect skill distribution, she annihilated the enemy.

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“Kya, my soul is leaving.”

“Perfect.”

“I’m crying while watching.”

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Translated, it means: “Kya (looking at Han Yoorim’s face), my soul is leaving,” “(Han Yoorim’s face) is perfect,” “I’m crying while watching (Han Yoorim).”

Next round. As expected, Han Yoorim chose Thierry again and turned the tide of a disadvantageous team fight using the water-element ultimate skill, [Doppelganger].

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“There are two Thierrys. No, three lololol.”

“LOL Han Yoorim LOL Thierry LOL.”

“Han Yoorim copy bug, legendary legendary.”

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Translated, it means: “There are two Thierrys. No, three lololol,” “LOL Han Yoorim LOL Thierry LOL,” “Han Yoorim copy bug, legendary legendary.”

Has nothing changed?

That’s right. Nothing has changed.

The intense stimulation repeated so much that my brain melted, and I completely forgot how to phrase things subtly. Please understand.

“……”

After securing a 10-minute surrender, Han Yoorim stared blankly at the chat.

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“……”

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The chat also fell silent, watching Han Yoorim.

And then.

*Click*. Someone committed a war crime.

They turned off the cam.

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“WTF, what’s this?”

“Please don’t do this.”

“We were wrong.”

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*Click*. The cam turned back on.

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“LOL Han Yoorim LOL.”

“She’s insane, insane lololol.”

“Was I born just to see this?”

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*Click*. The cam turned off.

“……”

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“……”

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Han Yoorim spoke.

“This won’t do.”

As Han Yoorim manipulated the mouse, a change appeared in the bottom right corner, which had been empty.

A blonde, blue-eyed beauty…

An avatar popped up.

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– “Don’t do this.”

“No.”

Han Yoorim said firmly. The chat erupted in protest, but Han Yoorim’s mind didn’t change.

“Whether it’s my avatar or my real self, it’s pretty much the same. So this still counts as a cam stream.”

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“But it’s different.”

“Teacher, please fix this. It’s not too late.”

“I’m different from the bad viewers. I’ll prove I’m not a bad person.”

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“Can I really trust you?”

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“Yes, yes.”

“Just trust us.”

“We’ll just hold your hand.”

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“Hmm.”

Pretending to ponder over the viewers’ pleas, Han Yoorim tapped her cheek with her finger and then muttered softly.

“No.”

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“Cold-hearted girl.”

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*

After 59 hours of playing <Eternal World>, the built-up fatigue finally melted away.

I stretched lazily after ending the stream.

I feel refreshed.

I wish every day could be like today.

Now that I’ve finished my work, it’s time for hobbies.

After jotting down game development ideas and browsing the community, I finally opened my mailbox.

Let’s see…

Sender: qwkwjajw1234

Subject: Yoorim

Content: (A photo of a body part that’s usually hard to see)

As usual, there were no particularly noteworthy emails.

I started checking the unread emails in order.

Emails with photos of body parts, emails giving unsolicited advice about my streams, emails with screenshots of hate comments, emails asking for money, emails saying my parents are sick, emails asking for donations, etc.

While skimming through the usual WWE emails, I noticed one from a familiar sender.

Sender: Novel Live

I clicked on the email.

Sender: Novel Live

Subject: Hello, Han Yoorim. This is Novel Live. Regarding a collaboration inquiry.

Content: Novel Live is planning to operate a large collaboration server. Would you like to participate? Yukimura Akane has requested your participation again.

A large collaboration server?

Hmm.