Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 551

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 21
9. A Star League of Memories (1)
“Oh. Manager!”
Tap tap.
A cheerful voice accompanied by a careful touch.
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh. Miho?”
It was Miho.
She was dressed in a ninja cosplay outfit.
If an assassin dressed this conspicuously went around killing, I’d think every witness who caught a glimpse would remember her…
“You were laughing to yourself, so I asked.”
“Ah… I saw something funny. Are you done with the booth modeling?”
“Oh, no. I just had some free time and wanted to grab a bite!”
“I see.”
It was already well past lunch time.
“You must be working hard.”
“Hard? It’s fun! People are taking so many photos.”
Hehe.
Her smile didn’t seem like mere lip service.
“Wow! What’s all that?”
While I was momentarily distracted, Miho noticed what Juhyeok was holding.
They were advertising contracts I’d taken out earlier to count briefly.
“Don’t tell me… these are ads? How many are there? So that’s why you decided not to be my manager—you were planning to make a killing like this!?”
Juhyeok blushed at Miho’s praise(?).
“Aha… well, rejecting those…”
Without realizing it, I found myself grinning foolishly.
If Jia saw me like this, I’d probably get hit with a door panel twenty times on those Cheonggyecheon slum stairs. The thought suddenly brought me back to my senses.
“Ahem. It’s just that I don’t know much about modeling work. It feels burdensome. Yes.”
“Come on~ Sanghyeon will probably end up doing modeling work anyway, right?”
“Huh?”
“What do you mean ‘huh’~ You’ve already done it several times. Advertising modeling.”
“That was just a one-off thing.”
“With your style, wouldn’t offers keep coming in?”
“Ah. They do come in.”
“You turned them down because the rates weren’t right? Because you thought your image would suffer or the brands wouldn’t help much.”
What. She knows exactly.
“…Yes. That’s right.”
“Hehe. I know everything~ But with your image polished a bit, you could even get offers from luxury brands.”
“Really?”
“Of course, that’s only possible when it’s a win-win situation image-wise for both sides.”
Miho certainly has a bright outlook on this side of things.
“But that’s not really the kind of profitable work the Manager enjoys. Surprisingly.”
“Ah… Yes. That’s true. Still, there’s value beyond money in the long run.”
But when did I become someone who loves money? It’s accurate, but…
“Right. Exactly. Long-term. Like real estate investment.”
“Oh. That’s exactly the feeling I get. You know so much, Miho?”
“It’s my job. What~? Have you eaten, Manager?”
Miho seems to be in quite a good mood.
It appears that beautiful and handsome people enjoy being praised for their intelligence.
“Ah, yes. I ate earlier. From that Cuban sandwich truck over there. It was delicious. Was it Hakubamata or something? That place.”
Squeal!
Miho suddenly made a dolphin-like sound.
“Is that the one from American Chef? Was it good? How much? Now that I think about it, you lived in America, didn’t you?”
She seems quite interested in food.
“Yes. It seemed to recreate about 80 percent of what I ate when I was in America.”
Popcorn, who’s making it, also had a long professional career in America.
The flavor execution was quite well done.
“Wow! That’s amazing! Thank you! I should tell the guys to change the menu to that~”
Just as Miho was about to leave.
“Ah, wait a moment.”
“?”
“Miho… your management is still Balloon Entertainment, right?”
“Oh. Yes. But I don’t know about renewal yet. Why? Are you preparing for free agency soon?”
Miho raises the corners of her mouth and swishes her clothes.
If Juhyeok were even slightly less of a professional, he would have offered the industry’s best terms.
“Tsk, ahem. I can’t afford your value, Miho. But…”
However, Juhyeok continues to maintain his ironclad defense and asks his question.
“Balloon Entertainment is a major management company in this industry, isn’t it?”
“Uh… yes?”
“How do you think it compares to mid-sized ones?”
“…Ah.”
Miho nods as if she understands the intent behind this question.
“With a major company, things are easier at first, right? They handle everything for you… but there are mandatory advertising projects you have to do. So you lose some freedom. The company needs to eat too, right? The bigger the company, the more they need to take.”
“Ah. I see. Freedom…”
“Yes. In exchange, they take good care of the rest and help streamers build connections with each other within the company…”
Miho finishes with an awkward smile.
“Actually, I’ve only been with major companies, so I don’t know much about anything else. But since it’s been good, I probably would’ve stayed with major ones anyway, right?”
“Ah. Yes. Of course, if you can go major─”
“But I definitely think small elite teams have their own merits.”
Miho adds in a serious tone.
As if I had read what concern was troubling him.
“I’m serious.”
Juhyeok fell silent for a moment, then bowed his head slightly.
“Thank you.”
“I’ll eat the sandwich and post it on RuneStar! Please! Thanks~”
“Oh, yes. Haha. Roger~”
Miho waved her hand as she left. Her radiant smile was dazzling every time I saw it.
“You. What did you just say? What’s ‘roger’? Roger.
Smack!
Juhyeok slapped his own forehead and came to his senses.
“That’s a trained smile. It’s like tear gas. It’s like methamphetamine. It’s like Satan’s phlegm artificially created by humans….”
As I walked down the stairs, repeatedly replaying in my head the imaginary scene of getting hit by the door.
I checked the message that came to Sanghyeon again.
[Sanghyeon: Where are you???]
[Sanghyeon: Still in the meeting?]
Ah. I forgot to reply.
This guy used three question marks.
He must be in quite a hurry.
[Juhyeok: Think I’m done with everything. Coming.]
[Sanghyeon: Wow thanks thanks]

* * *
Juhyeok knew.
That Sang-hyun Yu was quite averse to using English.
Why was that?
Because he couldn’t speak English?
No.
I couldn’t say he was fluent, but he spoke better than the Korean average.
Then, was it because he lacked confidence?
It was, yet it wasn’t.
What did this mean?
Sang-hyun Yu was someone who could never be said to lack confidence.
But when it came to English, he was uniquely lacking in confidence.
Why?
Because his English was always compared to his colleagues at the same company.
More specifically, his superiors and employees from the trade department.
These people actually spoke English better than most native speakers.
Even native speakers would need a good education to speak better than them.
So it was natural that Sanghyeon’s confidence would drop when trying to use English among such people.
‘Look. He speaks well.’
On the other hand, when people like that weren’t around, Sanghyeon spoke English quite fluently.
Like right now.
“My friend is coming. So… we should… oh! Here!”
Sanghyeon waved his hand with the most delighted expression on his face.
‘I’ve been spotted.’
I’d wanted to watch him suffer a bit longer from a distance, but that plan fell through.
I turned back for a moment, and out of habit, I slapped my own cheek once.
Smack.
Then I approached with a bright smile.
“Hey~”

* * *
‘So the woman here right now is that famous girl from that Civil Empire video, right?’
Juhyeok kept repeating it to himself in disbelief.
How could this even happen?
In any case, Juhyeok conveyed the conversation as an interpreter.
“Anyway, this Jessi wants to see more of you and G-Star. Especially the Civil Empire booth. She says there’s a challenge there.”
“A Civil Empire challenge? It’s already started?”
Juhyeok looked at Jessi.
She nodded and said something rapidly.
“Ah. It’s a simplified challenge only for commanders. So she wants to talk with you while watching that.”
“Why watch together? Ask her if she’s trying to scout Korean talent.”
“Dude. How… am I supposed to ask that?”
“You’re good at English.”
“You crazy bastard. That’s not the issue.”
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (lol/haha)
I’m dying laughing ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
“Is this why you called me?” Walnut laughed.
I’m dying laughing lol
The viewers were dying of laughter at the combination of Juhyeok sweating nervously and Sanghyeon spouting absurd remarks.
‘Yeah, that works….’
After all, this is part of the broadcast anyway, right?
“Jessi. Umm… he’s wondering why you wanna see the match with him.”
(Jessi, Sanghyeon is curious why you want to watch it together with him.)
“What?”
(Huh?)
Jessi shrugged her shoulders as if she genuinely didn’t understand.
“Cuz, he’s so cute? And I got no friends here?”
(Because he’s cute? And I don’t have any local friends?)
Juhyeok maintained silence for a moment.
Translation isn’t easy work, is it?
Really, in many ways.
-Cute lol
-Bring Nietzsche back from his coffin, damn it
-Lmao Sang-hyun Yu would understand this anyway!
-Almond’s already holding back his laughter, this is killing me
“So… that’s… she says you’re cute and wants to see you. That seems to be all it is.”
“Ah. Then there’s nothing we can do about it. Okay. Okay.”
Sanghyeon gives Jessi an okay sign and she laughs.
-Lol there’s nothing we can do~
-Is it because I’m cute? (for real)
-Lmao
-No lol
“And! I’d like some….”
Jessi adds something more afterward.
Juhyeok listens carefully, then relays it to Almond.
“She seems to want to talk about you and Civil Empire.”
“Surely she’s not asking to hear our strategy?”
“No. It’s not that she wants to hear your strategy. She just seems to want to talk about Civil Empire as a game in general.”
“Ah….”
“Huh? Hey. Now that I think about it, she doesn’t seem to know you’re a national team player?”
“!”
-??
-Huh~
-Right lol she wouldn’t know lol
-Almond shadow boxing incoming lol
-Lmao
The Almond she’d seen was from when she was a complete beginner.
She’d only think of him as a Civil Empire player who’d improved since then. She wouldn’t even consider he was a national team player.
“Should I tell her?”
“Ah… no. Not yet. She might suddenly steal my strategy.”
….”
-Today’s concept is really killing me lol
-Lol how is a non-commissioned officer so thorough with communication security
-Is she not a national team player but from the National Intelligence Service?
-She’s from the CIA, not Civil Empire. Please take down this post~
“Phew… alright. That could be. Let’s go.”
With that, Juhyeok, Jessi, and Almond headed toward the Civil Empire booth.

* * *
Meanwhile, at one corner of the G-Star exhibition hall.
In front of a table where numerous guests were eating Cuban sandwiches.
A man and woman were conversing inside a small food truck.
“What are you planning to do with the hundred pizzas you won from the fighting game challenge?”
Popcorn asks. Wasn’t a hundred slices too much for one person to consume alone?
“You don’t even stream anyway. Just give them to me.”
“What do you mean I don’t stream? I stream whenever I turn it on.”
Sarang flatly refuses.
“Huh? What? You’re going to turn on your stream and advertise that arcade wheelchair woman as Jeon-ja-pa?”
Pfft.
Her voice was louder than expected, and Sarang’s eyes narrow sharply.
“Ahahaha… hey. You didn’t hear that, you didn’t hear that. How could anyone hear that over this noise?”
Sizzzzle.
Popcorn laughs it off while flipping the meat. The music around the food truck was already loud anyway.
“Right. Since you’re in a good mood, I’ll let it slide~”
“Oh? Winning for the first time in a while has you in a good mood? You’re a natural pro gamer~”
“No. Winning is one thing, but… hmm…”
She whispered with a giggle.
“I just beat Almond.”
“…?”
Popcorn was taken aback.
It wasn’t that beating Almond was surprising.
‘She’s this happy about it?’
I can’t even remember the last time Sarang made such a bright expression.
And it was because she beat Almond. In a fighting game, no less.
That was the first shock, and the second was her personality.
Well, it was something I already knew about her personality.
‘This crazy person. Her character is…’
I mean, to be this happy about beating someone with a hand disability in a fighting game.
This girl is really something.
The more you see it, the more real it becomes.
“Did you ask him to do it?”
“Yeah. You sent him, right? He happened to be there, so I kind of egged him on─”
Bonk!
Sarang’s head suddenly gets pushed back from far away and returns.
“Ow?! What, what is it!?”
“Geez. You little punk. You’re happy because you beat someone with a hand disability in a joystick game?”
“…!”
Sarang’s eyes widened in shock.
“Ah….”
The thug, whose reaction speed wasn’t particularly sharp, only opened his mouth about three seconds later.
“I didn’t think about it. She always looks fine on the surface….”
“Tsk tsk… obsessed with winning. Right?”
“Ugh….”
It was truly a rare sight. She seemed to lower her gaze for a moment, as if reflecting.
But then she lifted her head and began rolling her eyes around, looking this way and that.
‘Huh…?’
Popcorn knew this well.
Ril’s essential trait.
A precursor to blaming others. Her skill at shifting blame was no worse than her gaming ability.
“But wait….”
The deflection had begun.
“You sent me, didn’t you? You sent me to play the game with you too, right? In the first place, you shouldn’t have sent me──”
“Whoa whoa! Customer? The restroom? Ah, you’ll need to inquire through DM! I’ll specially guide you there!”
Popcorn dashes away.
“Hey! Where are you going! I don’t know how to do this! Are you just making it up as you go!?”
Ignoring Sarang’s threats, he runs all the way to the restroom.
‘Huh?’
He discovers something.
Something that could divert Sarang’s attention.
Flutter─
A massive banner rising above countless national flags.
[Nostalgic (Pseudo) StarLeague]
[Civil Empire – Commander Showdown]
‘That’s the game Almond plays, right?’
It’s the game Almond plays, but you can participate with just a keyboard and mouse?
This was quite an intriguing challenge.

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