Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 632

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 102
35. Release (3)
Today was the day of the match between Joseon and France.
Just like last time, a few hours before the game.
A video from the Fake National Team was uploaded.
[Fake National Team ep2. Release]
[Now premiering for the first time!]
The video begins.
In the dim atmosphere, the members of Sync Tank become visible.
[Joseon vs Rome]
[After the Defeat]
The moment was right after Joseon’s loss to Rome.
“No! Hyung! That’s not it!”
Bang!
Chiseung shouts and springs to his feet.
-Yikes
-Oh what??
-???:No way, Sanghun hyung!
-Already oof
-Is this the intro?
A close-up of Gob Spear and Chiseung facing each other.
“I was just saying something, man.”
Gob Spear’s voice trembles faintly. He seemed greatly agitated.
“Just!? How can you say something like that so casually!?”
Chiseung spins around sharply.
His voice is raised with emotion.
“All of you listen up!”
The members gathered around the TV come into view on screen.
Mool Mandu had turned away with his ears covered, and the other members hung their heads.
“If you have eyes to watch the game, you’d know! We got completely outmatched! We didn’t even get to fight properly!”
Emotions pouring out from the start.
For them it must have been painful, but the viewers seemed moved.
-Wow lol so intriguing
-Damn, this is tense
-Oh Chiseung was the leader lol
-This is so entertaining lol
-Dude this is real reality
Thud!
Chiseung slams the door shut roughly and enters.
Crackle.
The screen transitions.
A dark room.
Chiseung’s face fills the frame.
He stares at the camera.
His eyes meet the viewers’.
“I should be filming… right?”
He stares for a long moment before finally turning his head away.
“Yeah, I should. This is all content, after all.”
He leans against the door and slides down, collapsing to the floor.
The screen tilts─
Thud.
─the camera falls.
With the screen sideways, Chiseung mutters.
“Did you really think I was the only one who could win?”
He lets out a hollow laugh and answers himself.
“…I should have known better.”
The screen fades to black as the intro music plays.
[Fake Athlete]
[Fake Athlete]
-Wow wow wow
-No way
-Damn~~
Hold it together, Chi-seung ㅠ
I thought I would win too ㅠㅠ
-Oh man…
-That intro was insane
Now we return to the beginning of the incident.
[Rome vs Joseon]
[Match in Progress]
The players during the match appear on screen.
The final players making their last stand.
Among them, Almond, who lasted until the very end.
Eventually he too falls in battle, and the game concludes in defeat.
The commentators express their disappointment.
[Defeat]
After defeat is declared,
all players are instantly summoned back to the game’s lobby.
The Cibil M lobby, as you know, is designed in the form of a tavern.
Thump.
The moment Almond returns to the lobby, he collapses to the floor in exhaustion.
Since it was a virtual space anyway, he didn’t even seem interested in looking for a chair.
He simply stood there, staring blankly at the ground.
This was a sight of the players after a match that viewers had never been able to see before.
It wasn’t just Almond.
As the screen split, numerous players’ standby screens appeared.
Not a single one of them was standing properly.
They must have poured everything they had into that match.
[Disworld Summoning Request]
After that, they head to Disworld for feedback.
The documentary team’s staff had also entered that place.
They split up to film the scenery of this Disworld or began conducting interviews with the players.
Among them, the camera approaches Almond.
“Um… Almond?”
Even Almond, who was usually cooperative during filming, didn’t look pleased.
“?”
He turns to face the writer without speaking.
“Could we get an interview about your impressions of the match?”
After thinking for a moment, he nods.
“Yes. Sure.”
“Is there a feedback meeting coming up soon?”
“Yes. We do it even after wins. On days we lose, it’ll probably take a bit longer.”
“Ah… So you don’t exit the capsule right after the match ends?”
“That’s right. It usually takes about three or four hours.”
“… That… that long?”
This was something viewers couldn’t have known.
-I see
-It’s tougher than I thought, for real
-Wow, during competition season they’re basically pro gamers
lol
-Well, sometimes the opponents are pros too…
The viewers are surprised by the unexpectedly high labor intensity.
All they could see was the brief moment of gameplay after the match started.
“I heard Almond struggles with prolonged capsule use. Are you okay with this?”
“Ah. It’s not like I’m playing a game, just having a discussion. I’m fine.”
“Still, listening to strategies and trying to understand them must give you a headache.”
“?”
Almond looks back at him as if asking what he means.
“You don’t… listen?”
“Huh? No, I do?”
“Then even if you listen, you don’t understand…”
“Ahem…”
I pretend not to hear for a moment.
Melancholic music plays.
I can’t translate this as it’s not a meaningful Korean phrase – it appears to be keyboard characters/symbols rather than actual words.
Then why does it even exist lol
-He just grew up at home, Mond
“It’s not that I don’t understand even when I hear it, it’s just that my style is to focus on gameplay…”
Among the players, there are both strategists and combatants. Players like Danggeun and Pangeo are strategists, while I’m a combatant.
“Then wouldn’t it be better for players unrelated to strategy to just rest?”
“But wouldn’t morale go up if everyone was here?”
“Ah. Morale…”
The writer falls silent for a moment, and melancholic music plays again.
I can’t translate this as it’s not coherent Korean text – it appears to be keyboard mashing or corrupted characters rather than actual words.
-Actually everyone else knows but he’s the only one who doesn’t~
-Reason for feedback participation: morale boost
Is that a totem??lol
Yoo Sang-hyun, who even attended school classes just to boost his teacher’s morale ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Haha isn’t this just a scam lol
The screen transitions.
After introducing a few interviews with other players besides me.
A scene of Cookie giving feedback also appeared.
“…In reality, we were caught out strategically, but if we’re only doing feedback on on-the-spot judgment, we were too defenseless against the enemy catapults. The fact that we didn’t properly spread out and took massive damage from the start was the most…”
As expected, no important strategic feedback could emerge.
-Is Almond sleeping?
-Almond is listening, right…?
Haha, looking for almonds?
After a brief shot of me seemingly staring at a different place than everyone else.
The video heads toward its climax.
Crackle.
[Sync Tank Team’s Hideout]
The hideout has a gloomy atmosphere.
We were clearly watching a sports match, yet no one seemed excited.
“…Sigh.”
“Ah…”
While some members let out sighs here and there, most had known since Rome removed the worker.
That we’d lost this match.
Eventually, the match ended in defeat.
“Ha…”
Everyone stares blankly at the screen without saying a word, as if nailed to their seats.
Then Chiseung springs up, and the intro scene begins playing again.
The incident started when Gob Spear tried to comfort me by saying I’d “fought well despite losing.”
“No! Hyung! That’s not it! How is that ‘fought well despite losing’? You’d be right if you said we could still make it to the finals even if we lose to Rome.”
“I was just saying something casual──”
“Listen up, all of you!”
Chiseung snapped and shouted at everyone.
“We got completely crushed! If you have eyes, you’d see that….”
After ranting for a while, Chiseung huffed and then lowered his head.
“I’m sorry.”
The camera zoomed in, showing Chiseung’s expression in detail.
The sense of responsibility and frustration glistening in his eyes.
“I’m the leader. The final decision was mine anyway….”
“Hey, Chiseung….”
“It’s all my fault. Sorry for yelling.”
-Chiseung’s still a good guy
Hey, what’s up?
-He’s apologizing though
It looks like you’re crying.
Thud!
He goes into the room, saying he wants to be alone.
Of course, he’s not truly alone. The camera is there too.
“I should… keep filming, right?”
After staring at the camera for a while, he poses a question.
“Since we’re filming anyway, I want to ask. Did you really think only I would win?”
After a moment of silence, Chiseung answers himself.
“…I thought that would be the case.”
-???
What’s with the predetermined answer, lol
-No, that’s not it!
I honestly think Rome would have won.
Then, a message comes to Chiseung.
The profile and name are hidden, edited with CG to appear on the right side.
Ding.
[You■■: Hey oppa. It’s because of this group project, but could you possibly cover my shift at work? ㅠㅠ]
[Chiseung Kim: Nope, impossible. I’m in a tournament.]
[Yu■■: Ah… there’s no one else I can ask but you ㅠ You’re talking about that game tournament, right? I have an important group project at school though… ㅠㅠ Is there any way this won’t work?]
Chiseung starts to send a reply saying “This is important too…” but deletes it instead.
-Who even is that
-The fate of the nation is at stake! What!? A group project!?
-This makes my fists clench, for real
What’s so great about some group assignment, lol.
-If they’re a graduate student, at least they’d get some sympathy. Poor thing.
-Please wake up, Uberjee!
The chat window was flooded with all manner of criticism.
If Chiseung had seen this, he might have felt a bit better.
But there was no way the Chiseung on screen could see this chat across time and space.
Chiseung simply let out a hollow laugh at the camera.
“I guess I shouldn’t have explained the reason.”
I’m just hurting for no reason ㅠㅠ
-Haa… well, who would acknowledge it anyway
-???: Because he’s a fake national player…
-How could a fake national player live with that shame
-Is this… a national player?
After that, messages kept coming asking him to fill in for part-time work.
Chiseung finally resorted to his trump card.
[Chiseung Kim: ■■. I like you. Let’s date.]
[Yu■■: What???]
[You■■: What are you talking about, oppa, seriously ㅠㅠㅠ]
[Chiseung Kim: I’m serious.]
The message displayed as a CG on the right side had a “(Blocked)” effect added to it.
I can’t laugh that hard lolololol
Are you blocked??ㅋㅋㅋ
What are you talking about, seriously ㅠㅠㅠ You’re totally real/genuine lolol
-Punish her with a confession!?
Chiseung showed the message to the camera.
Then declared victory.
“Cut.”
I’m dying laughing hahahahaha
“A bug…cut! lololol”
You’re supposed to like this, right? ㅠㅠㅠ
Crazy lolololol
-True talent) Can properly scold women
-This is fabricated, right? Please tell me it is.
What are you talking about, oppa, seriously ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ <<< This is crazy lolololol
The scene transitions after that.
I expected the final scene would naturally show preparations for the France match.
[The Next Day, Kimchi Stew Restaurant]
Unexpectedly, it was a kimchi stew restaurant.
"Welcome! Eternal tradition! Oh Gangwoo's Kimchi Stew!"
Are you people? lol
-What is this even
-Oh man, that looks delicious.
-Ugh, I'm starving.
-Haha, seriously.
Chiseung ladles out a generous portion of the bubbling stew with a spoon.
"I'll eat well, hyung."
"Yeah, go ahead."
"You didn't have to buy me this just because I couldn't eat chicken."
"Just eat when I give it to you."
"Okay."
The person responding nonchalantly from across Chiseung is none other than Sanghyeon.
-Is that Almond??
-They're eating together?
-Wow, Almond eats kimchi stew too…
"I'm sorry. Last time we lacked strategy…"
"Huh? No. The soldiers wouldn't know."
Almond brushes off the conversation, seeming embarrassed to hear it.
-???
-Soldiers = Almond
-Lmao
-Fact) Only he doesn't know
-Kim Chi Warrior eating kimchi stew?? Lol
At this, Chiseung brings up a different topic.
"Um… hyung. I watched that video. The fake national team."
"Oh."
Slurp.
Sanghyeon responds while eating his kimchi stew.
"What did you think?"
"It was fun. But…"
Chiseung seems to have something on his mind.
"In that video, only Cookie and you answered confidently that the goal was to win."
"Yeah."
"Do you really think we'll win the championship?"
"…?"
Sanghyeon sets down his bowl for a moment, thinks, and then says this.
"If you entered the tournament, winning the championship is ultimately the dream anyway."
"…That's true."
"Right."
Sanghyeon returns to eating as if that settled it.
"But… not everyone can achieve their dreams, right? Eventually you have to let go. Did you say that simply because winning is our dream?"
Let go…
These words held meaning for Sanghyeon as well.
That's why he couldn't answer easily.
"The Coach said something about this."
Sanghyeon spoke casually while eating, yet strangely his words came across crisp and clear, as if he'd recorded them beforehand.
"Nock the arrow on the string, draw the string back. All the way with maximum force. We call this the full draw."
"…Yes."
"This full draw takes the most effort. Especially when holding, beginners' hands shake uncontrollably. But when you actually release the arrow—when you release—it takes no effort at all. It feels like liberation."
Tick, tick, tick…
Sanghyeon continued speaking while adjusting the flame under the bubbling stew.
"But we never release the arrow until we're certain we can hit the target. Even if we have to draw again."
"…!"
Chiseung's eyes grew wider as if he was gradually understanding something.
"You can release anytime. So there's no need to release now, I think. I haven't even properly aimed yet."
Whoosh.
Finally reaching the desired flame intensity, Sanghyeon shifted his gaze away from the gas burner.
He looked at Chiseung.
His eyes were trembling greatly.
"Isn't that the same for you?"
That day, Joseon achieved a complete victory against France.

* * *
Crackle, crackle, crackle.
After the victory against France.
Surprisingly, another fake national team video was uploaded.
[Cookie Video]
A short cookie video added like a condiment to movies.
The protagonist shown on screen was Chiseung.
-It's a cookie video but where's the cookie?
-I thought Cookie would appear lol
-Cookie video (not really)
Chiseung approached the camera and spoke.
"I was wrong…"
He brought his phone screen to the camera to show it. It was a photo album filled with countless messages of support.
"There were so many people who thought we would win besides me. This many."
He bowed his head deeply to the camera, the very one he'd wanted to put away just moments before.
"Thank you."
He greeted once more and added.
"I'll do my best."

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