Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1191

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 76
24. The Remnants of Aseng (5)
When I woke up that morning, I felt a peculiar emptiness settle over me.
‘He’s gone….’
Juhyeok, who was always home, was no longer here.
‘This will be how things are for a while.’
Moving my capsule bed to the office turned out to be far more complicated than I’d anticipated.
After all, my capsule wasn’t some cheap, mass-produced model—it was a high-end custom piece.
The relocation required specialized personnel.
‘So the capsule is actually leaving this room…?’
Leaning against the doorframe, I gazed down at the capsule with a distant expression.
When we first brought the capsule into Grandmother’s room, the space became so cramped that I’d felt guilty about it.
But now, the thought of it being gone made everything feel unbearably hollow.
“Uuugh!”
I stretched and finally tore my gaze away.
Opening the cupboard, I retrieved a bowl and cereal, then opened the refrigerator for milk—when suddenly, the memory of something warm and comforting surfaced.
“…I want some stew.”
The morning after drinking, Juhyeok would always make stew.
Soft tofu stew in particular was absolutely incredible.
Gulp.
I swallowed hard and examined the ingredients in the refrigerator.
‘He just watches AllTube and does it anyway.’
Could I not do the same? With that thought, I pulled up AllTube and watched for about thirty seconds at double speed.
“Sigh.”
Thud.
I simply collapsed onto the table.
“When would I ever have time for this.”
To my eyes, completely ignorant of cooking, every single step looked impossibly difficult.
‘Come to think of it, I won’t be able to eat home-cooked meals anymore?’
Even if we’re together at the office, I can’t exactly cook there, can I?
‘Hmm.’
Smack.
I clicked my tongue.
I didn’t want to admit it, knowing Juhyeok would strut around saying, “See? I told you so? Cereal doesn’t suit a Korean stomach?”
But the truth was, the thought of never having that again filled me with regret.
That’s when it happened.
[Juhyeok: Rise and shine!]
“?”
A message from Juhyeok had arrived.
[Juhyeok: Come to the office right when you wake up, Sanghyeon.]
[Sanghyeon: I just woke up. What’s going on?]
[Juhyeok: Then hurry and come!]
[Sanghyeon: Wait, what is it?]
The next message contained something astonishing.
“Huh?”

* * *
After Macaron finished a video conference with Juhyeok.
“I should probably wash up now…”
He attempted to build up an excuse to head home.
“How did you even know the shower room was prepared!”
But it was an oversight on his part—forgetting Juhyeok’s origins.
Being prepared for an all-night work session was only natural.
“This way…”
“…Yes, understood.”
Macaron trudged along toward the direction Juhyeok indicated.
‘That’s right… Maybe this is just my new room. My space just got bigger.’
Macaron adapted in his own way.
As he passed through the narrow corridor, for some reason he even found himself fantasizing that perhaps coming to the company was the better choice after all.
But he had to quickly dismiss that thought.
Creak—
“…!?”
The moment he opened the changing room door.
“Why, why are there… p, people here…!?”
It felt like he’d stumbled upon a murder scene.
Two people were collapsed on the floor.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
At Macaron’s scream, Juhyeok came rushing over.
“What happened?! We still have more editing to do!”
Thud!
Juhyeok hurried over, afraid of losing an employee, and opened the door.
“…?”
What he found were Danmuji and Goguma.
They were finally opening their eyes as the suddenly switched-on light hit them.
“Ugh…”
“This ceiling… it’s unfamiliar. Have I finally…?”

* * *
A moment later.
Sofas facing each other across a table beside the reception room.
Sip.
Goguma lowered his head while sipping warm tea.
“I’m sorry. Daegam… I don’t remember either.”
Danmuji bowed beside him, poking him repeatedly.
‘It’s not Daegam, it’s hyung.’
‘Ah, well anyway─’
Sanghyeon sat before them.
“Ahem.”
Hup!
When Sanghyeon cleared his throat, both of them fell silent again.
“No. There’s nothing to apologize for.”
Sanghyeon didn’t think this was something they needed to feel sorry about.
He was simply more curious about how things had come to this.
They drank the same way at Tribby’s funeral, yet nothing like this happened then.
“I, I think….”
Danmuji scratched his head.
“It’s probably that Chinese liquor that’s the problem.”
“That’s right!”
Goguma nodded vigorously.
“The one Pangeo brought… He said he drank it before Guan Yu went to get his head….”
That was just something Pangeo always said as a joke.
It was just some expensive Chinese liquor, a lie.
“Anyway, I’m sorry!”
“I’m sorry!”
That’s when it happened.
“What’s there to apologize for? Mixnuts is always open to our Streamers.”
Juhyeok appeared with a line that sounded like a typical villain playing the hero.
He seemed to have been waiting for an opening this whole time.
“You two. Since you’re already spending the day here, why don’t we have a meal together? After all, we’re all part of the same ‘team,’ aren’t we? Haha.”
That’s when Sanghyeon read the look in Juhyeok’s eyes.
It was the look that came out when he went into sales mode.
“I’ll pay for it.”
“What? No, no way! We still need to cover your lodging!”
“That’s not it. We pushed you to come. And the promotional video has already been uploaded.”
“…?”
Danmuji tilted his head at the words “promotional video.”
“What?”
“Ah, well… you didn’t upload them directly, but your fans edited your clips and posted them as shorts.”
There are occasionally channels jokingly called “illegal street vendors.”
Just as Macaron once experienced, fans would edit live streams and upload them on their own.
The gap between editing and the live broadcast is very short, and it’s characterized by raw, unfiltered emotion.
“W-we actually had promotional value!?”
Danmuji brightens up and searches on his phone.
“….”
But being quick to pick up on things, he soon closes his mouth.
[shorts) The Daegam who even revives the unconscious editor farmer]
There’s no way this video could be used as company promotion.
“…I’ll report it and have it taken down.”
“Pfu, puhaha! Hey. How do you keep getting videos like this uploaded?”
Goguma snickers and searches for his own video.
[shorts) How to tell the two Aseng natives faking unconsciousness: “Mess”]
“…”
“Ehyu.”
Danmuji simply sighed without saying anything.
Goguma bows his head again.
“I’ll report it right now and get it deleted!”
Juhyeok waves his hand with a smile.
“No, no. I think it’s a very good video that captures our company’s cheerfulness.”
“…?”
“I quite like it.”
Danmuji and Goguma exchange glances with each other.
‘He means delete it right now, right?’
‘Yeah. Otherwise it sounds like he’s about to pull out the Mess?’

* * *
About thirty minutes later.
“Welcome! Eternal tradition! Oh Kang-woo’s Kimchi Stew!”
This was Mixnuts’ traditional hangover spot.
Eternal Tradition Oh Kang-woo’s Kimchi Stew.
During the era of soaring prices, this place had hit it big with their “Nine Thousand Won Hell Kimchi Stew.”
“Now it’s Thirteen Thousand Won Hell…”
As Juhyeok muttered while looking at the menu, the price had quietly crept up to 13,000 won.
“Yes! So shall I bring six servings of the Thirteen Thousand Won Hell Stew?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like to add octopus topping?”
“Ah…”
Goguma and Danmuji were shaking their heads quite vigorously, saying it was fine without it.
“Add one of each for everyone.”
Now it had become Seventeen Thousand Won Hell Stew.
“Yes. Four servings. Octopus topping for everyone. Ramen noodles on the house! Thank you!”
Four servings.
Danmuji, Goguma, Sanghyeon, and Juhyeok—these four.
Why had only these four come, excluding all the other employees?
‘Let me try recruiting them.’
Today was about laying the groundwork to bring them into Mixnuts.
Juhyeok racked his brain on how to make them interested in Mixnuts.
The kimchi stew arrived, bubbling away in its initial boil.
“Wow, this looks delicious.”
Danmuji and Goguma eagerly ladled out the stew without a shred of suspicion.

* * *
Meanwhile, at a nearby Burger Shack.
At the kiosk, Jia presents her card.
“Here you go.”
Then, instead of a store clerk, Macaron greets her.
“Th… Thank you. You didn’t have to buy me anything.”
Macaron seemed grateful yet uncomfortable.
Jia responds the way she learned from the office drama she binge-watched yesterday.
“Seniors spoil the newbies. That’s how you get free meals.”
A relaxed smile and a natural back pat.
Pat.
Perfect.
Very senior-like.
“…!”
Macaron is startled.
‘Wait… where have I seen this move before?’
He too had binge-watched an office drama on shorts before coming to the company as preparation.
Since it came up in the practice problems, he just recites it.
“Got it. Then I’ll gladly accept your generosity~ Senior.”
“Sure, sure.”
“?”
“…?”
A strangely familiar conversation flow.
Even the tone of voice had changed.
They lock eyes for a moment and arrive at the same realization.
‘Damn. We watched the same thing.’
They had discovered each other’s secret.
Bontovi, witnessing their strange eye contact exchange, scratches his head and asks.
“I’ll bring them. Don’t worry about it.”
“…Yes!? Oh, no! I’m the newbie!”
Tap!
Bontovi pats her back and says.
“Newbie. Just sit tight while we spoil you. Later, I’ll have you carrying the camera too.”
Hehehehe!
Bontovi laughs and heads off to get the food.
This wasn’t from the practice problems.
It was genuine.
‘This is scary. Did he get mad because I edited everything with “tap~”?’
Shortly after, Bontovi returned with all the burgers.
Jia unwrapped her hamburger and asked casually without much thought.
“But Macaron, what did you and the CEO do this morning?”
“Ah… well… our recruitment applicants suddenly canceled en masse….”
“What?”
Jia’s eyes widened in surprise.
She had never heard of this before.
“It… was because of the company dinner video….”
“Sigh.”
Jia pressed her forehead with her hand.
Macaron quickly added on.
“But we’ve come up with a solution.”
“… What is it?”
“We’re going to produce a promotional video.”
Ruined by a video, and now another video?
“Well… this time it’s a real promotional video. Completely edited (distorted) footage.”
“What does that mean?”
“NutsPiece… it’s a kind of promotional vlog series.”
Even the name was decided.
But if it’s Nuts + Office….
‘Isn’t that just a crazy office.’

* * *
After the meal.
“We really owe you so much today!”
“Thank you so much!”
“Hahaha! Not at all, please come visit again!”
Danmuji and Goguma exchanged farewells and made their way to the bus stop.
While waiting for the bus for a moment.
Tap.
“Muji, what do you think?”
Goguma nudged him and asked casually.
“… About what?”
“Mixnuts. Don’t you think it could work out?”
“Hmm.”
“We don’t really have an MCN or anything like that anyway.”
That was certainly true.
Hong-cha Lemon was still an established Streamer.
But Goguma and Danmuji were not.
Danmuji hadn’t been long since transitioning from professional gamer to Streamer, and Goguma had never actively sought out an MCN.
“There were so many company employees.”
Goguma was mistaking the Jang Production staff for something else.
“Right. They’ve got everything organized by Nut Fans.”
“For real….”
“According to the explanation earlier, you can set the level of involvement too. If you want Level 5, you get a real Manager as part of the management package.”
“Yeah. Level 1 is just managing the AllTube channel, and Level 2 is like planning collaborative content?”
The way Juhyeok managed Almond was Level 5 management.
Generally, creators and Streamers are quite independent, so few of them want this level of involvement.
Many even have their own separate companies and sign separate MCN contracts.
Usually, they prefer to hire their own Managers and Editors themselves.
Ultimately, the MCN’s core role is to unite multiple Streamers into one—a kind of teamwork concept.
Juhyeok created separate contracts by level based on the desired degree of involvement.
Of course, Level 5 couldn’t be offered even if requested right now.
It was just bluffing.
But these Streamers here, lacking social experience, had no way of knowing that.
Besides, Level 5 had no actual work anyway.
What Juhyeok intended was exactly Level 2.
“Should we try it? We could do Level 2 and just drop it if it doesn’t work out anyway.”
Goguma mentions exactly the level Juhyeok intended.
“Mm.”
Danmuji is relatively cautious.
“We’re all on the same team until the Platform Championship anyway, right?”
“That’s true.”
Even his tendencies from his pro-gamer days were stable, preferring certain victories.
He was similar about his own work.
“Then shouldn’t we see how well we mesh with Almond?”
“Ah… that’s true. We only met him at Seok.”
“We didn’t meet Almond—we met Daegam.”
“Right… but thanks to Daegam, we did get our broadcast up….”
“What are you even saying.”
“I don’t know either.”
He shrugged.
Goguma had no particular thoughts.
Meanwhile, the bus arrived.
“Let’s watch today’s practice broadcast first and talk again.”
Danmuji says this as he boards the bus.
Then he sticks his head back out and speaks urgently.
“Don’t sign a contract on your own and bail. Talk to me first.”
“Got it. Don’t open your eyes so wide with those narrow eyes. It’s scary.”
“….”
That afternoon.
The Knight Order members all turned on their broadcasts simultaneously.
[Platform Championship Practice – Day 1]
Now it was time to seriously begin synchronizing as a team.

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