Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 155

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 1 Episode 155
54. An Encounter (2)
“You’re good at that game. Maybe even better than Almond.”
The moment I heard those words, I felt something hot rising within me.
It wasn’t simply because this woman’s appearance was captivating.
‘Better than me?’
No, it was actually the opposite of that.
No man gets angry just from seeing a beautiful woman.
That’s right. I felt a surge of anger at the suggestion that someone could play games as well as I do.
‘Getting provoked by something like this.’
I was surprised by my own reaction and quickly averted my gaze.
‘What’s wrong with me.’
Getting upset over someone saying they play games better than me. And it’s not even archery. Besides, it’s obvious this woman is just joking around.
When did gaming become so incredibly important to me?
Or perhaps it’s because her words felt like a genuine provocation rather than a jest.
“What’s your name?”
I quickly signed the autograph and gripped the pen as if trying to end the conversation.
“I don’t need a name. Just give me your signature.”
“Of course.”
Scratch.
I wrote my cursive signature and drew a small almond beside it.
The woman who received the notebook burst into laughter.
Her sharp, intimidating eyes seemed to soften and melt away entirely with that smile.
“What is this?”
“An almond.”
“Do you always do this?”
“Oh, I just started doing this. My signature was getting boring. Is it not good?”
“No. But….”
The woman answered that it wasn’t good while maintaining her expressionless smile.
“If I’m the first, then I like it. I like being first, you see.”
Maybe she just likes my drawing after all?
While I was thinking that.
A nurse called out a name.
“Sang-hyun Yu?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
I exchanged a nod with the woman and left for my examination.

* * *
After Sanghyeon was called to the examination room.
“So his name is Sang-hyun Yu.”
The woman traced her fingers across the autograph she’d received, murmuring to herself. Then she tilted her head in confusion.
‘…But why is he getting the same test as me?’
It was strange.
Why would Almond be undergoing that particular examination?
The woman glanced once more at the examination room Sanghyeon had entered.
[Specialized Neurological Brain Wave Analysis]
‘That’s right.’
He was indeed going in for the same test as her.
Neurological medicine existed in hospitals across the country, but specialized neurological brain wave analysis was exceptionally rare.
The procedure itself was highly specialized, and only about five medical professionals in the entire nation could perform it.
Doctor Hana Song, who was here now, was one of them—though she wasn’t originally affiliated with this hospital. The nation’s largest medical institution, Asung Hospital, had made her a partnership offer because they disliked having categories of treatment they couldn’t handle, and brought her on board.
Which meant Hana Song already held a director’s position at the foundation despite her young age.
The woman’s gaze fixed intently on the door.
Being treated by the best also meant the situation wasn’t favorable.
What could it be?
She was curious.
‘But is he alone?’
He would need a guardian.

* * *
I entered the examination room.
“Hello. It’s been a while.”
Doctor Hana Song greeted me with a smile.
“Yes.”
“You’ve been doing well, haven’t you?”
“Yes. I’ve been doing well.”
“I’ve watched your broadcasts from time to time.”
“?”
My face flushed slightly at that moment.
When she mentioned watching my broadcast, the first scene that came to mind was the kiss scene with Reina.
Though I usually handled most things with shameless composure, watching a scene of myself engaging in such physical contact being broadcast was unbearable.
‘She couldn’t have seen that.’
The Story Mode had boasted the highest viewership ratings among recent broadcasts, and that scene had been the most replayed clip, but I tried to convince myself otherwise.
Doctors must have been too busy to watch at that time, I reasoned.
But unfortunately, that scene had aired at 6 PM, prime time.
“Fantasia should make games like that too. I really thought she was a real person, you know?”
“…?”
“Reina. How is she so realistic?”
“Ah….”
She saw it.
My face was now openly red.
Hana Song added with a playful smile.
“Oh my. Are you embarrassed? I didn’t actually see that scene.”
Knowing about the scene meant she’d seen it.
“Ah… Yes. Thank you. For not watching it.”
At my helpless response, Hana Song burst into laughter once more.
When I’d seen her before, the situation had been serious, so I hadn’t seen her bright side like this. Looking at her now, she seemed less like a doctor and more like just a college student.
“I watched your broadcast, you know. Not to stalk you or anything. I was checking whether you’re following the gaming time restrictions. You usually seem to keep to them well, but when you were doing the Battle Rage Diamond Mission….”
Hana Song pointed out every day I’d played for more than 3 to 4 hours straight.
I was amazed at how she knew all of this.
She probably didn’t watch entire broadcasts, but rather checked the broadcast times using replays or something similar.
“…You broke the rules quite spectacularly during the Story Mode.”
Hana Song gave me a slight glare with the eyes of a doctor.
I had nothing to say.
With the Kenpou Mission on the line and then the success mission as well, I’d gotten blinded by broadcast ambitions.
“How has your body been?”
“During the Story Mode, I was fine.”
“Because there weren’t intense movements?”
“Yes. I think that’s probably it.”
“Hmm… That’s useful information too.”
Scratch.
Hana Song jotted something down in her notepad with the typical illegible handwriting of a doctor.
“By the way, do you have any usual difficulties with your right arm?”
“It’s hard to do things for extended periods. I can’t handle very precise work either.”
“Things that are hard to do for long periods… For example?”
“Typing is the main one. When I’m pushing hard, my hand trembles quite a bit after about three hours. If I take breaks and work at a leisurely pace, I can manage about seven hours.”
“Ah. Then it must have been difficult when you were working at the company if reports piled up.”
“My colleagues suffered instead of me.”
“…Hmm. And the precise work you mentioned?”
“….”
I couldn’t find the words for a moment.
‘Archery.’
I couldn’t do archery.
As long as it didn’t require that level of precise control, there were no problems in daily life.
What should I say instead?
“Assembly work… I can’t grip small screws or things like that very well.”
“I see. So you don’t have much inconvenience in your daily life otherwise?”
I nodded.
“That’s fortunate. There’s something called an accelerant. It’s extremely expensive, but it provides effects for about a day. It temporarily treats nerve paralysis. The precise name is ‘stem nerve accelerant.’ It’s a temporary effect.”
“…Something like that exists?”
My eyes widened.
“Yes. But nothing in this world comes without a cost. As expected, severe side effects were discovered… and it was banned again. There’s one patient who keeps wanting to receive the accelerant again… but I think it will never happen. There’s a real risk to life.”
Hearing this, the side effects seemed no joke.
My right hand trembled slightly.
The image of ‘that patient’ flickered in my mind.
They said they wanted to receive it again, even knowing they were dying.
What possible reason could drive someone to go that far?
Somehow, I thought I understood.
‘If I had continued archery until now… would I have done the same?’
Unfortunately, such a drug didn’t exist when I had my accident.
‘If my right hand could move again… what would it be like?’
My heart pounded fiercely.
‘Could I stand on that arena again… ?’
My heart pounded even more intensely.
Just once, what would it be like….
‘I might even be able to win the gold medal now.’
It was laughable to harbor such arrogance against athletes who trained every day.
But an inexplicable confidence surged within me.
What if I only took the accelerant on competition day? With no practice, only actual competition….
“Sanghyeon?”
“…Yes?”
“You need to sign this.”
“Ah….”
A white sheet of paper suddenly lay before me.
“I’ve informed you of the accelerant’s existence, and this document states that you’re delegating the right to prescribe the accelerant to me by your own choice.”
“…”
It meant I couldn’t take the accelerant without Hana Song’s permission.
“If you violate this, I can impose criminal penalties under law, and in terms of medical practice, I can coordinate with the doctor’s association to confine you to the hospital.”
“That sounds rather ominous.”
“If you don’t sign this document, I won’t provide treatment. In fact, nowhere in this country would either.”
“…I understand.”
I signed the document.
‘It’s just a delusion.’
I shook my head vigorously, as if brushing away the thoughts that had been clouding my mind moments before.
Swoosh.
I habitually scrawled my signature onto the paper.
“If a situation truly requires it in my judgment, I can prescribe it for you. So if anything happens, please contact me immediately.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you.”
Hana Song smiled as if it were nothing serious.
“Then now… Huh?”
As she examined the document, she burst out laughing.
“What is this?”
“…?”
“This here.”
Tap.
Her index finger pointed to a section containing a drawing of an almond.
“Ah… out of habit. Haha. Should I do it again?”
I scratched my head.
“No. It’s cute. Now I’ll begin the examination. Your guardian is waiting outside, correct?”
“…Yes?”
Ah. That’s when I remembered.
Why Juhyeok had insisted on coming along.
“Your guardian didn’t come?”
“Ah, yes. Is that necessary?”
“Well. Since we’ll be proceeding after full anesthesia. Plus, we’ll be doing a detailed brainwave examination that couldn’t be done properly at the game company’s facility back then. This causes quite a bit of dizziness─”
In short, I needed someone to support me if I wanted to get home today.
“I’ll contact my manager first and proceed as planned.”
“You will? Then this way─”
It wasn’t anything particularly significant.
It was as simple as sending a message to my manager.

* * *
About two hours later.
“We’re all finished.”
Not a shred of strength remained in my body.
“Please rest on the bed until your guardian arrives.”
‘Still not here?’
The words wouldn’t come easily from my lips. It was a strange sensation difficult to describe in any language.
I struggled to pick up my phone and check Juhyeok’s messages.
[Juhyeok: Dude, Department Manager Oh just called me urgently so I’m heading over there???]
[Juhyeok: Should I send Jia?]
[Juhyeok: Ah, Jia’s sleeping too. Just lie there for now.]
So that’s what happened.
‘Why did Department Manager Oh call me?’
No idea.
Sanghyeon felt dizzy and collapsed onto the bed.
“Since this is a temporary ward, you can only rest here for about an hour. If you need more time, I’m sorry, but you’ll need to be transferred to the inpatient ward and pay separately. Also, the patient’s examination isn’t covered by insurance….”
Of all things.
No matter how much money I had, I wasn’t about to pay out of pocket for an uninsured hospital stay.
‘I’ll just sleep for an hour and leave.’
I set an alarm for fifty minutes and drifted off.
I figured I could catch a taxi somehow.
And fifty minutes passed in a flash.
“Ugh….”
Damn. My body still felt the same.
“Hello.”
“?”
“I’m your guardian.”
A man I’d never seen before was standing there.
He was the kind of man who embodied the word “guardian” perfectly—a bodyguard-like figure.
“…Who are you?”
“The lady sent me. She said you seemed to be in trouble without a guardian….”
Zing.
With that, he brought out an electric wheelchair.
“Let’s have you sit down. The temporary ward time is almost up.”
I wondered if this was some kind of kidnapping. Not that anyone would kidnap a grown man like me for any practical purpose…
“Ah. Sanghyeon. Don’t worry. I’m a guardian for my patient.”
Hana Song chimed in from the side.
“Ah. I see. Thank you.”
“Yes. I agreed to do it for free. The hospitalization fees aren’t my department, so… it ended up like this. I apologize.”
“No, thank you.”
Sanghyeon settled into the man’s wheelchair.
He stepped outside the hospital.
His gait was unhesitating, as if his destination was already predetermined.
He passed through the lawn and headed toward the open field.
Waiting there was the long-haired woman I’d seen earlier.

* * *
…Meanwhile, Juhyeok had just encountered Department Manager Oh.
“Ah, Juhyeok. Sorry for calling you out so suddenly.”
Department Manager Oh, who had been sitting at a cafe table, stood up warmly.
“Oh, yes. What do you mean? That message earlier….”
“Ah. Never mind that—shall we talk about some good news first?”
There was good news? Juhyeok nodded for now.
“Sure.”
“Reel’s management team sent in an interview request for Almond. You know Reel, right?”
“Yes. Police… was it?”
Police. Reel’s developer.
Except for Reel, they’ve bungled everything else, but by creating multiple modes from Reel alone, they’ve achieved a comeback as a top-tier game company in the world.
“Yes. It’s a Police Korea interview. They’re saying Almond was the first on the server to do something?”

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