Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1117

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 2
1. A Beginning, Not an End (2)
One day after Cheese Village ended.
A notice was posted on Almond’s channel.
[One week hiatus due to health concerns]
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Hello. This is Almond.
I spent far too long in Cheese Village, so my doctor prescribed me strong medicine.
I don’t believe there’s an issue, but I’ll take a week’s rest as prescribed.
Thank you.
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Unusually, it was a notice written by Sanghyeon himself.
True to form, it was remarkably brief.
Is this an extreme medicine prescription? lol Or is it extreme damage?
Oh my god, seriously?
-Is your arm okay??
Extreme damage prescription lol
Meanwhile, “I’m fine” lol it’s like watching a kid who doesn’t listen at all.
Listen to me for a second, you nutcase! lol
└The doctor is in tears
Please take care of your arm.
-Understood, I’ll wait
-But isn’t that in a week? A funeral?
Despite the flood of comments about the week-long hiatus announcement.
Since most fans were already aware of the issue with his arm, there were no negative comments.
The most negative comment was merely claiming he wouldn’t listen to his doctor.
“Is this good?”
Sanghyeon asked, holding up his phone to show her.
The person looking at that phone was a woman in a white coat.
The silver nameplate read “Hana Song.”
That was right.
The reason this notice was written by Sanghyeon rather than Juhyeok.
It was because he was being held at the hospital and forced to write the notice.
Hana Song frowned deeply as she read his brief notice.
“And yet you wrote ‘I don’t believe there’s an issue’?”
“That’s… I was worried the viewers might be too concerned. Haha…”
This was half true.
If viewers became overly worried, they couldn’t focus on Sanghyeon’s gameplay, and chat messages about his health would start flooding in.
That would completely ruin the entertainment value of the broadcast.
Hana Song couldn’t help but accept this reasoning.
“Sigh. Alright. We’ll run the next test soon. Just wait for now.”
“Yes.”
Sanghyeon answered as if he were dutifully obedient, then quickly slipped out of the examination room and headed to the waiting area.
He glanced around, wondering if she might be in the waiting area—the woman he occasionally ran into—but saw only unfamiliar faces.
Was he thinking of how she often went outside to smoke?
‘I should take a walk and get some fresh air.’
Sanghyeon headed outside to catch a breeze.
Sure enough, he spotted someone smoking while gazing at the distant mountains.
Long black hair and a wheelchair. Intimidating men in dark clothing stood at a distance.
Sanghyeon approached while under the gaze of those frightening men.
“Ahem. Hello!”
“…?”
She turned around and nodded her head slightly.
“Oh, you’re here. You got scolded, didn’t you? For streaming so long.”
“Ah, yes.”
She naturally knew about his recent activities.
There was no sense of discomfort—Sanghyeon didn’t even notice anything odd about it.
Since Sanghyeon didn’t smoke, it felt awkward to just stand there, so he went to the vending machine and pulled out a cheap canned coffee.
“Would you like some coffee?”
Clatter.
The coffee fell with a loud noise.
“…Didn’t you already pull one out?”
“Uh….”
But this one is mine?
Sanghyeon scratched his head.
“Give it to me.”
She held the cigarette in her mouth and extended her hand backward.
Pop.
Sanghyeon opened the can and handed it to her.
Then he pulled out his own.
Clatter.
“But it seems like the team has already been decided.”
Sanghyeon naturally brought up the topic of the platform competition.
“Team?”
“The… platform competition. When our Cheese Village ended, we saw some kind of mirror….”
Sanghyeon explained the situation from that time.
There was no guarantee it was necessarily the platform competition team.
But it seemed to be hinting at that direction.
“Ah….”
Sarang listened to the story and nodded.
Then she falls silent.
“…?”
Sanghyeon was flustered.
‘She said she’d coach.’
I had been secretly anticipating Jeon-ja-pa joining as a coach.
Of course, I didn’t think her coaching ability would be as exceptional as her playing ability.
Her personality didn’t seem like the type suited to teaching others well.
Still, she’d be several times better than most professional-turned-streamers, so I couldn’t help but have expectations.
‘Why isn’t she saying anything.’
Sanghyeon tries to say more.
“Well… don’t you need to be a streamer to participate in the platform championship? It’s a battle of pride between streaming platforms….”
Choi Sa-rang isn’t a streamer, is she?
How could she coach if she’s not even a streamer? That’s what he’s asking.
“Ah… right. Of course.”
That was all of Choi Sa-rang’s answer.
But long after her answer ended, Sanghyeon continued staring at her while sipping his coffee.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
Sarang asks back, seeming bewildered.
“….”
Sanghyeon doesn’t respond.
‘She said she’d coach!’
Because she hasn’t mentioned coaching.
“?”
Sarang doesn’t engage in a staring contest and looks off into the distance.
But Sanghyeon continues staring intently at her.
‘This is really relentless.’
The ability to stare at someone like that is quite a remarkable skill.
He keeps staring as if aiming at a target.
“Sigh.”
Finally, Sarang speaks up.
“I’m Triana. Do you really need to hear it from me?”
“!??”
Cough!
Sanghyeon choked on his coffee.
“What? Tr, Triana?”
“…?”
Sarang’s pupils wavered.
That wasn’t why he was staring?
“You were Triana?”
She wondered if he was deliberately trying to tease her.
Judging from the continued reactions, it didn’t seem to be the case.
“Triana? Wow. Seriously?”
Sanghyeon gazed at the distant mountains, continuing to mutter to himself.
By now, all thoughts of Coach had been completely erased.
“I don’t know why…”
I don’t know why—when I clearly hadn’t anticipated any of this.
Sarang found it utterly absurd.
‘I shouldn’t have said anything.’
From this point on, Sanghyeon launched into a one-sided monologue.
“So then I’m a Sealed Saint~ the way she said it…”
“That thing is a Mang-sa-yong-ryong~ the way she said it…”
“The way she grabbed my hair…”
Sanghyeon dredged up his poor memory, reciting every single line of dialogue Triana had spoken.
Sarang’s face turned beet red, unable to utter a word, and she hastily pulled out another cigarette.

* * *
One week after Cheese Village ended.
It was the day Sanghyeon’s broadcast would resume.
Why it had to be this day could be understood by looking at the notice message that had arrived for him today.
[Tribby Funeral Event Location Guide]
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The location is confidential. Please do not inform fans under any circumstances. It will cause confusion.
Any Streamer who has broadcast on Tribby’s platform is welcome to participate.
*Dress Code: Black, Funeral Attire
*Please do not bring broadcasting equipment. We will provide it.
(Map Link)
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Sanghyeon stood before the mirror dressed in black clothes.
He was checking whether there was anything that violated the dress code or looked problematic.
‘Socks, pants, coat… all good.’
After reviewing my outfit, there were no issues.
It would be believable even if I said I was going to an actual funeral.
‘My face…”
Finally, I touched my freshly shaved face and examined it.
‘Not bad.’
The satisfaction seemed to increase the higher I went from bottom to top.
All checks were complete.
Now I set out for the event.

* * *
A short while later, I arrived at the event venue.
There was some commotion on the way, but nothing serious.
“Ah. You’re Almond, correct?”
“Yes.”
A guide was stationed in front of the event location.
She was wearing purple clothing.
“You didn’t bring separate broadcasting equipment, right?”
“No. I was told not to bring any….”
Now that I thought about it, that was curious.
They said I’d be doing a personal broadcast, yet they told me not to bring equipment.
“Once you go inside, I’ll guide you.”
The guide gestured and then spoke through an earpiece.
“Almond is now entering.”
As I walked through the corridor, another guide who had been waiting for me appeared.
This person was also wearing a purple suit from top to bottom.
“Almond, welcome! I’ll guide you through the broadcasting equipment!”
Click.
He attached a small camera to my coat collar and handed me a flexible display.
“Pair the camera with your phone and turn on the broadcast. The chat will appear on this flexible tablet. You can wrap it around your arm or anywhere else.”
“Oh….”
I’d seen this a few times on the internet before, but this was my first time using it directly.
Whoosh.
I wrapped the tablet around my arm and paired the camera.
Then I turned on the broadcast.
-??? Broadcast suddenly?
-Wow
-It’s on
-Nice
-What’s Almond broadcasting!
-Ooooh
Despite turning on the broadcast so suddenly, viewers flooded in instantly.
Their messages surged across the tablet.
Ding.
When a donation appears, a sound plays outside as well.
[Gaji-bokkeun donated 2,000 won.]
[Saw the handsome guy on the community board~]
Hahahahaha
-For real?
-Seriously, posts go up on the community just from him walking around
-Starting with me
Almond stared intently at the chat window before speaking.
“How do I turn off the sound for thousand-won donations?”
Haha, that’s hilarious!
Hahahahaha lol
-Oh man
Turning on the broadcast and the first thing out of his mouth is laughter.
-Sound starts from ten thousand won~
Following the guide’s instructions, I turned off the notification sound for thousand-won donations.
Then I entered the venue.
Pabam~!
Pabam~!
Even as I entered, ten-thousand-won donations continued pouring in.
It must be because I’m streaming after so long.
Sanghyeon walked straight through without being able to respond to each one individually.
“Ah. Everyone. I’ve entered.”
Dark black marble and purple lighting.
I thought it would feel like some kind of loud club.
‘It’s more subdued than I expected. Well, it is a funeral after all.’
It had the feel of an upscale banquet hall.
Soft music played throughout, and people stood scattered about, conversing with one another.
There were even sommeliers pouring wine and offering explanations.
Just as the dress code was black, there was a sort of “drinking code” this time. It was red wine.
The deep crimson must have resembled Tribby’s purple.
Laughter echoed from all directions, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Who would think of this as a funeral?
‘There are a lot of unfamiliar faces.’
Most of these people should be ones I’ve seen at Seok before.
Yet there were many faces I didn’t recognize.
“Huh… it’s a bit awkward.”
Hahahahaha
-There really are a lot of unfamiliar people
-When you see them in 2D and then in person, it’s weird
Haha… a guy who’s only popular based on his face…
Sanghyeon looked around at the people, moving deeper into the venue.
“Aigooooo~! Daegaaaam~!”
A familiar voice echoed through the space.
Truly the vocal projection of someone trained in music.
It was Goguma.
and sweet potatoes lol
-Goguma lol
-King Goguma
-Haha
That’s crazy loud.
-Looks warmer than expected
Hahahahaha
Sanghyeon’s voice was certainly familiar, but something felt off.
‘I’m seeing him in person for practically the first time….’
Well, that’s because this was the first time I’d actually faced him in the flesh.
Seeing him now, he just looked like a senior from school who liked soccer.
“Daegam! Hello!”
Another person appeared, calling me Daegam.
Danmuji.
This was also the first time meeting him offline since the awards ceremony.
I remembered him because of his distinctively narrow eyes.
Sanghyeon tried to greet him naturally.
“Uh… hey?”
I can’t translate this – it appears to be corrupted or garbled text rather than coherent Korean.
Hey, what’s up lol
Hahahahaha
Haha, so cute!
-It is awkward though~
Hahahahaha
Still, the awkward atmosphere quickly dissolved.
“It’s Daegam. Daegam.”
“Wow Daegam~~!”
Crowds of people began rushing over to see Almond, the protagonist of Cheese Village.
“Whoa. Oppa! You made it!”
Miho came running at the very front of them all.
-Why is Miho running
“What, are you racing or something? lol”
-Wow
-Nice outfit Miho
-Haha
Miho’s chat room is going crazy saying “that bastard” lol
Even though Miho came running, she couldn’t overtake the people who were already close by.
“Can we take a photo together! Almond!”
“Me, me too! Me too!”
Streamers lined up asking to take photos with the Streamer.
That Streamer was Almond.
Since Cheese Village, his status had transcended the mere admiration of viewers alone.
He had perhaps become the streamer of streamers.
-What’s with Almond’s popularity lol
-Lmao
Is this the same almond from Kingdom or something ㅠㅠㅠ
-Wow…
-I’m jealous…
Man, I’m so proud of myself ㅋㅋㅋ

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