Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 673

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 143
48. Dinner Party (1)
The dinner party was scheduled to begin at 7 PM.
The venue was a grand banquet hall set up beside the stadium.
Ten minutes before the start time.
Numerous buses began arriving.
People who had been dressed casually with disheveled hair just moments ago now appeared one by one in pristine tuxedos and dresses.
“Wooooow!”
Starting with the dinner party, local fans were permitted to film, so the entrance was already crowded with spectators.
Since the tournament was held in Japan, Japanese fans naturally made up the majority.
However, massive cheers erupted when players from other nations arrived.
The Joseon team’s bus pulled up around 6:55 PM.
“Ah. The South Korean team bus has arrived.”
Impeccably dressed players began descending one by one.
Click! Flash!
The sound of shutters and camera flashes echoed from all directions.
And when Almond stepped out.
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
An enormous roar erupted from the crowd.
Korean fans present in the area contributed their enthusiasm, but the number of Japanese fans was equally substantial.
‘I still don’t understand why I’m popular here….’
Sanghyeon, unable to comprehend his own popularity in Japan, casually waved both hands as he walked toward the banquet hall.
Then─
‘Huh?’
I spotted someone.
Something extremely strange caught my eye.
I unconsciously turned my head away and lost sight of them.
‘What was that.’
I quickly turned my head back to find them.
They were the kind of people you couldn’t easily overlook once you’d seen them, so I found them immediately.
When our eyes met, they excitedly shrieked.
“Kyaaaaaaaa! Almond oppa~~”
A large man bellowed loudly while waving both arms.
It was Strawberry Shooter.
“Wow! We saw you! Do great and come back! See you in the match!!”
Beside him was Miho with her strikingly bright pink hair.
“Hey! Almond! Win it!”
“Waaaahahaha!”
Balloon Gum and Takoyaki were there too.
They were members of Balloon Stars.
They were people who had participated in the Nant Tournament together and had maintained fairly frequent contact as streamers ever since.
Perhaps these were the first connections I had made after becoming a streamer.
‘How did they get here?’
I stood frozen in surprise for a moment.
I had never imagined they would visit to cheer me on without any prior notice.
As I suddenly stopped, Pangeo behind me leaned forward to get a better look.
“Huh? Isn’t that Miho?”
He stared blankly for a while before.
“Wow… she’s insane in person. Why’d she come here?”
When Miho held up a sign supporting Almond, he cursed and walked on.
“Geez.”
I laughed and waved my hand several times, then shouted.
“Thank you so much!”
The fans must have thought those words were directed at them.
An incredibly loud cheer erupted in response.
“Waaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!”
“Oh, Almond’s thanking me!”
“Hey! Crazy! He was looking at me!?”
“He looked this way!?”
“What is this!”

* * *
After entering the banquet hall.
I felt like I should leave a message, so I pulled out my phone.
‘They came all the way to Japan for me.’
Japan wasn’t exactly on the other side of the world, but I knew better than anyone how difficult it was for streamers to free up their schedules.
Making the trip here to cheer me on was quite a significant decision.
[Sanghyeon: Wow, thanks everyone! You really surprised me]
I sent the message along with a touched peach emoticon.
[Takoyaki: Just happened to stop by while we were visiting. Almond. Don’t get cocky.]
Miho: Haha, I came to hang out and also grab some broadcast content while I’m at it~ as a cheerleader!
[Balloon Gum: We’ll have our own fun, so don’t worry and enjoy the party!]
.
.
.
Hearing this, it seemed they had even turned their support into content.
After exchanging a few more messages, we decided to catch up again during the match.
Then I put my phone back in my pocket.
And I looked around the banquet hall.
‘Wow.’
The venue was decorated far more lavishly than I’d expected.
Traditional chandeliers emphasizing ornate elegance, luxurious deep green carpeting, and golden tableware paired with crystal champagne flutes.
The lighting throughout was quite restrained, creating an atmosphere that was both magnificent and refined.
The dark green carpet and walnut wood textures exuded luxury, yet the space felt intimate—a place where anyone would feel genuinely welcomed and valued.
“Wow.”
Pangeo casually plucked a champagne glass from a passing waitress and took a sip, marveling at the sight.
“It’s definitely worth making it to the finals for this!”
It truly seemed meaningful to participate in the finals just for an event like this alone.
Where else could you witness athletes from countless nations wandering through such an elegantly appointed space, dressed in gowns and tuxedos?
That alone was spectacle enough.
“Man, the women’s dresses are insane….”
The women’s gowns definitely overshadowed the men’s tuxedos in terms of sheer brilliance and variety.
There were not only contemporary dresses but also elaborate ensembles incorporating traditional garments.
“If you’re selected as Best Dressed, your team gets first map selection. The women’s side is basically a war zone.”
What?
Map selection rights?
Sanghyeon, who’d been sipping champagne, was momentarily taken aback.
Wasn’t that reward for Best Dressed far too directly tied to the actual game? Did that even make sense?
I had my doubts, but it was true.
“Why… didn’t you know? What were you listening to during the briefing?”
It was an event created by Civil M to add excitement to the party.
The team of the Best Dressed recipient is granted first map selection once, and this is a tradition that’s been maintained for quite some time.
“Ah… right, of course.”
“Ha. Sure. Men don’t need to know anyway. Not like it matters.”
“Is it always only women who get selected?”
“Ah. That? Yeah. This year it’s women. It’s the organizers’ call. Originally we did one man and one woman, but there were too many complaints about the map selection rights being excessive.”
“I see….”
“We don’t have anyone prepared, so all we can hope for is that our opponents don’t get it either.”
“There’s probably not much to worry about.”
What were the odds that Best Dressed would be selected from among 32 nations and happen to be from Viking?
There was no way that could happen.
Sanghyeon didn’t give it much thought.
“Alright, we’re going live now~”
It was the fake National Team cameraman speaking from the back.
“Ah, yes.”
Today, one of the fake National Team members would be following Almond around and broadcasting his personal stream.
In other words, what was about to start was Almond’s personal broadcast.
“Almond, whenever you’re ready, please begin.”
“Got it.”
[Vlog ep.3) Introvert vs Party]
-Unknown
-A dinner party?
-Ooh
-What’s this concept lol
-A stolen loner…
-Ah lol it’s making fun of those popular people in the vlog who always call themselves loners~ lololol you write it like this, right bro?
-Nerd vibes oof
Perhaps due to the provocative(?) title, quite a crowd had gathered.
Almond spoke briefly with the viewers while looking at the camera.
“Heh.”
-Haha
-Nice nice
-Streaming food fighter oof
-Are you fighting food again?
-Wow where is this? Insane.
“We’ve arrived at the dinner party. Let me show you around the venue.”
The cameraman panned around to show the scenery.
-Wow
-Insane
-Wow
It’s so cool ㅠㅠ
-Is this the main event!? Is this the main event?!
Ding.
[Loner Authenticator donated 10,000 won.]
[Um… you seem to have quite the charisma of a popular person to use the word “loner” in your title? The association won’t recognize it?]
“Ah. Thank you, Loner Authenticator.”
-Loner Authenticator lol
-Lmao
-What’s this like a KS certification mark lol
“I really am a loner. This is my first time at something like this. I don’t even know how to talk to people….”
Just as Almond was about to explain.
“You’re Almond, right?”
Someone passing by casually asked. He appeared to be a man from the East.
Though short in stature, his body was compact and solid-looking.
He extended a thick hand.
“I’m ‘Truck’ from Mongolia. That’s my ID. I used to be a truck driver originally.”
-Unknown
-Why would you need to know how to approach people when they do it themselves lol
-Reason for not knowing how to approach people: people can’t help themselves and approach first
-Fact) truly popular people don’t know how to approach others. They only know how to respond.
-Yesss, this is it! …Huh?
With a Mongolian’s arrival, Almond’s excuses became utterly useless.
“Ohhhhh…?!”
At the same time, Ratte beside him suddenly gasped in surprise.
“M-Mongolian Truck!”
“Yes. That’s correct.”
Truck breaks into a gentle smile upon being recognized.
Pangeo was looking at the women before belatedly spotting Truck and jumping in surprise.
“Oh! A, a celebrity!”
“…?”
I had no idea who he was. Though I had the distinct feeling I should.
“Ah. This guy’s such a newbie that he doesn’t recognize you. My apologies.”
Pangeo explains on my behalf.
Though I’m not sure if you could call that an explanation.
“It’s fine. I understand completely. That’s what makes you interesting, isn’t it?”
His speech had a textbook quality to it, translated-sounding, but it suited his friendly appearance perfectly.
“If you don’t mind, why don’t you go introduce yourselves to the Mongolian folks over there? We have a great deal of interest in Joseon.”
“Ohhhhh….”
As it turned out, the party venue had sections dedicated to different countries.
It wasn’t explicitly labeled, but some sections featured Mongolian cuisine while others served fusion Korean food.
Since traditional flavors wouldn’t appeal to everyone, the fusion approach showed this was a party planned with considerable care.
“Ah, this is a snack made from our jerky. It should suit your palate.”
So that’s how it works—you share your food and naturally strike up conversations.
“Oh. Joseon people.”
“Wow. Nice to meet you.”
I received considerable attention from the Joseon players.
It was probably because I’d been selected as a rookie to watch.
-Is this it?
-Joseon’s pretty popular
-They’re from Joseon lol
Mongolia seems crazy lol
-Joseon people lol if Japanese people said “oh, Joseon people” the broadcast would explode lol
-Team Joseon yesss~
Despite the title “Yesss,” after Mongolia came invitations from England, Persia, and others.
Many people showed particular interest in me because I was a former archery athlete.
“Wow. I’ve never actually shot a real bow before. I’d be no match in reality.”
“Korean archery is basically the world’s best, right? Since you were a player there, that says it all.”
“I enjoyed watching your matches.”
-All the archers are calling him lol
-Yesss, so this is it!? Awesome!
Hahahahaha seriously, keeping that title is so annoying
“Joseon’s really popular, huh~”
Just then, Sanghyeon caught sight of a sleek yellow dress that clung perfectly to its wearer.
For a moment, I couldn’t recognize who it was at all.
“Did the Viking team deliberately not come?”
-They came
-Whoa
-Wow
-Damn
The chat was flooded with nothing but exclamations.
Though it seemed like they probably didn’t know who this person was from the start either.
-The Viking member?
-Right, so this person suddenly shows up and asks why they didn’t come to me—that’s what makes it so unfair, right?!
Assah is hiding her strength lol
“Ah… Jesse?”
“Ah, Jesse? Really….”
Jesse tilted her head slightly and teased me by tossing her hair.
“What. You can’t recognize me?”
As she smiled and flipped her hair back, all her accessories sparkled brilliantly.
Her makeup was different, and with her hair neatly arranged, she looked almost like a completely different person.
-???
-That was Jesse???
-No way
-Seriously
-Insane
-I’m rooting for the Viking now ngl
-Change the title right now
-I’m not Joseon anymore. I’m Danish now ngl
Pangeo also poked Sanghyeon nervously from beside me.
“Hey. Who’s that person? Huh?”
“…Hyung. It’s Jesse. From the bus.”
“What what?!”
Pangeo stared at her blankly for a long moment, shocked.
Then he poked me again and whispered.
“Hey. Jesse… looks just like the female lead in some spy movie, doesn’t she? What do we do?”
“What do you mean what do we do.”
“Damn. Isn’t she gonna become Best Dressed?!”
Ah. Now that I think about it, that’s true.
Jesse is from the Viking team.
If the Viking team gets the privilege of choosing the first round map, there’s no nightmare worse than that for Joseon.
“…Surely not.”
Even as I said this, I swallowed hard.
Jesse’s appearance today was a twist I could never have imagined.
I had misjudged the situation too.
Whether Jesse knew my thoughts or not, she laughed excitedly and pulled us along.
“Why are you whispering like that? Come over here. I’ll introduce you.”
She seemed to be trying to take us over to where the Viking players were to make introductions.
Pang──!
Suddenly the lights went out.
-Huh?
-What?
-This was a hilarious hidden camera! Joseon actually got eliminated in the preliminaries~!
lol
-A real spy!?
Ziiing.
In the darkness, screens descended from the walls.
Soon the emblem symbolizing the international tournament appeared on the screens.
[Ah! Ah! My apologies for interrupting the party. Are you all having a good time?]
It wasn’t an accident—it was part of the event.
[We traditionally always present something during our dinner party.]
“Ah… Is it already that time?”
Jesse, as if she knew what this was, checked her wristwatch once before looking up at the screen.
[We’ve always presented materials that could help you as reference when facing each country.]
‘What is this now?’
Meanwhile, I was hearing about this for the first time.
-He looks totally clueless lol
-Everyone else seems to know, so why doesn’t he? He really doesn’t know.
-Where’s Danggeun?
[Shall we take a look then?]
Whoosh!
The power ratings of each country appeared on the screen, organizing themselves in a line.
‘Power rankings?’
Here were not only country rankings, but also player rankings, players to watch, and more….
Numerous statistics were displayed together.

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