Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 880

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 4 Episode 11
4. Afterword (2)
I open the door to the hideout.
‘It’s been a while.’
Roaaaar.
I expected there to be cheers welcoming my arrival like usual.
‘Huh?’
Surprisingly, the hideout was quiet.
I thought at least there would be the usual lively chatter and noise. But even that was absent.
“…What’s this.”
I feel oddly awkward, muttering to myself as I remove my shoes and step inside.
“Did I arrive first?”
Only after seeing the number of shoes lined up do I realize it.
I was the first to arrive at the hideout!
‘How is this possible.’
Since I myself arrived quite late, I was utterly bewildered.
I sit on the sofa to rest for a moment, and soon people begin arriving.
Beep beep beep.
Along with the sound of the password unlocking, Pangeo arrives.
“Phew. I’m late, right? No, people kept asking me to take photos with them, so this… huh?”
Pangeo immediately launches into excuses the moment he arrives.
But seeing that there’s no one here except me, he scratches his head.
“What. There’s no one here?”
After that, Baram and Dujun also entered. The situation was like a copy-paste of the same thing.
“People kept asking for photos….”
“No, they kept insisting I take photos with this guy… huh?”
Everyone was late because they were taking photos.
Pfft.
Pangeo and I burst out laughing at this situation.
“Wow. You two are celebrities or something? Huh?”
Pangeo acts as if he’s been here since exactly midnight and starts cracking jokes.
“You two pretend you’re on bad terms while taking photos together and all that fake dating stuff….”
“Ah, come on! What, what are you talking about! You old man!”
Baram shouts loudly and rushes up to the second floor.
“Hey. Where are you going?”
“To prepare for the barbecue party today!”
“Ah. You’re going to the rooftop?”
“Yeah. Everyone who hasn’t arrived yet is out shopping. I need to get things ready.”
So we weren’t supposed to order food?
This was news to me.
‘…Right. I did mention it.’
Looking back at the group chat, there was a message about having a barbecue party.
And it was a Korean beef party at that.
‘Heh.’
I should have properly told Juhyeok about the menu beforehand.
It was a shame.
The food always tasted better when I heard Juhyeok’s excited reactions.
‘Should I send him a message about it now?’
In that moment of odd contemplation.
Ding ding ding.
Almost simultaneously, everyone arrived.
“Wooooow!”
“I’m hereeeee!”
Maratang, Mok-i, Hee-cheol, Ratte, Spam, and so on.
Quite a large group.
“Ah. I went to pick up the ones without cars who lived far away, and I did some shopping on the way, but you see….”
Hee-cheol set down his shopping bags inside the house with a thud as he spoke.
For some reason, both Sanghyeon and Pangeo seemed to know what he was about to say next.
“They kept asking me to take pictures, so I shopped way too slowly, didn’t I?”
Pfft haha.
As everyone laughed, Hee-cheol looked at them in bewilderment.
“No, I’m serious though?”
At that, people laughed again.
“Come on. You guys don’t believe me. Hey, explain it to them.”
“It’s true!”
“It’s true! Almond Ham! We were popular too, weren’t we?”
“Oh my~ I believe you. I do.”
Pangeo waved his hand dismissively and told them to hurry up and organize the groceries.
“Just organize that and some of you go upstairs to help Baram.”
“I’ll go.”
Almond went up to the rooftop to help with the barbecue preparations.
“No… I’m serious.”
Hee-cheol, still unable to let it go, muttered that as he put the ingredients in the refrigerator.
Then, the last group arrived.
It was Chiseung, Mool Mandu, and Gob Spear—the think tank trio.
The moment Chiseung entered, he made a fuss.
“Wow. Wait, people recognized me!? What is this even!? People kept asking me to do a confession attack….”

* * *
Arriving at the rooftop, an expansive sky greeted me.
With spring weather, it was neither hot nor cold—just the perfect temperature.
“Are you here to help?”
Baram asks, glancing over at me.
She was carrying charcoal.
“Oh, yeah.”
“Just light this stuff here.”
*whoosh*
Charcoal cascades onto the barbecue grill.
Baram explains how to light it roughly while speaking to me.
“You must have been really exhausted.”
*Whoooosh!*
As the torch spews flame, the kindling placed alongside the charcoal glows bright red.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“You’re already famous, you know. Everyone would have recognized you.”
“Ah, well… that…”
I scratch my head.
“It’s been long enough that I’ve gotten used to it.”
“I suppose so.”
Baram hands me the torch while muttering.
“If you look like that, then… it’s always been that way.”
“…?”
That’s not what she meant—I became famous as a streamer not that long ago.
“It’ll probably last even longer.”
In any case, I offer advice as a senior.
“Confusing situations will happen too.”
During the days when I was racing toward victory in the international tournament, fewer viewers had followed along compared to after winning, when the issues grew bigger and more viewers binge-watched.
Even the fake national team finale that went up yesterday became a proper issue.
The number of people recognizing me increased tenfold, and it will only grow from here.
“We’ve got a lot of guest appearances scheduled on our channel too.”
From now on, broadcast activities are going into full swing.
When this happens, even if Civil M doesn’t know, people who know us will start appearing.
“Ah… yeah… that’s true.”
Baram looks up at the sky, her mind going blank at the thought of appearing on broadcast.
“I’m not good at that kind of thing.”
It certainly looks that way.
When I looked at Baram, the image that came to mind was someone working at a blacksmith in a game.
“Hey, you! Stop trying to chat up that handsome guy who’s way out of your league and get over here to help carry chairs!”
Dujun shouts from the back of the rooftop.
He was removing the waterproof tarp and unfolding the collapsible chairs inside.
“…Damn. Shit.”
Baram barely held back the harsh words that were about to escape, dusted off his hands, and stood up.
“Keep holding the fire.”
“Ah, okay.”
Sanghyeon straightened his posture unnecessarily at her words and held the torch closer.
As if adjusting his posture would make the flame burn any stronger.
Whoooosh!
‘It’s not catching as well as I thought.’
Sweat beaded on his forehead, trickling down.

* * *
About 10 minutes later.
“Oh!”
The fire caught.
The charcoal turned bright red, burning white-hot.
Sanghyeon quickly grabbed something like a fan and began waving it frantically.
In the meantime, Baram and Dujun had set up all the tables and chairs.
Just then, people came up to the rooftop carrying food.
As people took their seats, the atmosphere grew increasingly lively.
Finally, Pangeo arrived carrying two large coolers.
“Why did you bring so much alcohol?”
Everyone assumed they were full of drinks.
But Pangeo smiled and shook his head.
“There’s only one bottle of alcohol.”
“…?”
Then what’s in the rest?
Click.
Pangeo proudly lifted the lid open.
“A record catch!”
It was a large fish.
Sanghyeon couldn’t distinguish between fish species, so he had no idea what it was.
But seeing how proudly he was going on about it, it must be something special.
“Pollock. Pollock.”
Maratang and Cookie and the other older guys clapped their hands in delight.
“Pollock?”
Chiseung and the younger ones tilted their heads in confusion.
“The fish world is competitive too. Pollock, huh.”
“Hey! Pollock! Don’t you know grilled pollock? This stuff is super expensive.”
Sizzzzle.
With those words, Pangeo placed the fish on the barbecue grill.
The aroma was absolutely intoxicating—rich and savory beyond belief.
“Ohhh.”
“Wow.”
As the fish, marked with three simple knife cuts across its skin, slowly cooked, everyone gathered around snapping photos.
Sanghyeon examined the photo on his phone, deliberated for a moment, then sent it to Juhyeok.
[Sanghyeok: (photo)]
[Sanghyeok: I thought we were ordering food, but it’s a barbecue party]
The reply came immediately.
[Juhyeok: Insane]
[Juhyeok: What is that? You’re grilling fish?]
[Juhyeok: Don’t tell me it’s atka mackerel?]
How did this bastard know?
[Sanghyeok: Yeah it’s atka mackerel lol Pangeo hyung said]
[Juhyeok: That’s crazy;]
[Juhyeok: That’s literally the king of grilled fish. You can really eat it like that? Whole? That’s fisherman-level class….]
After that, Juhyeok kept rambling on about the savory flavor of the skin and all the taste details.
“Everyone, let’s start with a bowl of rice.”
Mool Mandu brought over a tray with small bowls of rice and distributed them.
“Oh. Perfect. Perfect. Fish and rice. Eat that, then add beef on top.”
“Damn. Total food connoisseur.”
Pangeo had cut the grilled atka mackerel into convenient pieces.
‘Wow….’
Just as Juhyeok said, the oil flowing across the skin looked absolutely appetizing.
Even the slightly charred, dark marks underneath evoked the aroma of charcoal, making me swallow hard.
“Now…! Let’s start with our final MVP!”
Pangeo placed the largest piece of fish on top of Sanghyeon’s rice.
The sophisticated smoky aroma from the charcoal struck my nostrils.
Sanghyeon bowed in thanks, then immediately took a bite with the white rice.
“!”
Crunch.
First came the crispy skin of the atka mackerel.
The well-seasoned skin pushed in with a slightly salty sensation, and the umami-bomb oil stirred through my mouth.
‘Wow….’
Then the subtle sweetness from the fluffy white rice gently covered the saltiness and the violent umami.
But it wasn’t over.
There was another batter coming.
The moist, cooked fish flesh.
The white meat came in with slight elasticity, dissolving in my mouth in one bite.
These pieces stirred my mouth into chaos once more, delivering another savory punch.
There was no helping it now.
My tongue could only cry out like this.
“Th-this is… AMAZING!”
(This is incredible!)
An exclamation bursting forth with white steam.
‘Is… is that all?’
‘Wow…’
Everyone hurriedly devoured their pollock and rice.
“Ohhh!”
“This is seriously insane.”
“Ahhh… they really call it fish pollock for a reason! This is going down so easily!”
After such brief exclamations of admiration.
People didn’t even reach for alcohol—they simply kept stuffing rice and fish into their mouths.
The pollock quickly became nothing but bones.
But there was no cause for concern.
“Alright. Now for the meat.”
Maratang brought over a large piece of meat still attached to bone and placed it on the barbecue grill.
“This will take a while. So these others too…”
Generously cut chunks of short ribs were added onto the grill.
“This is all Korean beef. Right?”
“Korean beef grilled by Ian-yong himself. That’s violent.”
When Hee-cheol made that quip, everyone burst into laughter.
Sizzzzzzle…!
Meanwhile, the short ribs cut by Kkakddugi sizzled merrily as they cooked.
“Beer! Beer!”
Chiseung rushed around like a man being chased, distributing beer to everyone.
“Here, here!”
He stood up and prepared to make a toast.
“The toast is that one, right?”
Chiseung confirmed roughly before shouting.
“Monster! Monster!”
“GRAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Clink.
Beer cans clinked together, and the sound of gulping echoed from every direction.
“Ahhh~ the cheer just comes naturally. I’m glad we got to shout it one last time.”
Maratang said so and returned his focus to grilling the meat.
“One last time?”
I asked.
Then Maratang nodded.
“Well… now that the professional market is starting.”
“Hyung, aren’t you going pro?”
“I need to keep running the maratang restaurant. At my age, jumping into the pro scene isn’t… easy. Instead…”
*tap*
He taps Mok-i’s shoulder from beside him as he helps out.
“Mok-i’s going pro.”
“We’re all going too.”
Danggeun points at Spam and Ratte as she speaks.
“Us too~”
Chiseung and the Sync Tank members all nod in agreement.
“Not us though. We’ll all be commanders of different teams now.”
“Ah…”
Since each team has only one commander, they’re scattering.
“Hey. Let’s give them a hand!”
Pangeo raises his voice and starts clapping, encouraging the others to join in.
*clap clap clap*
Sanghyeon claps along, but his expression is blank with surprise.
‘I see.’
So this is what it means for a pro market to emerge.
In the end, everyone scatters.
“Don’t worry too much about it. We’re just stepping back when it’s time to step back.”
Pangeo grabs Sanghyeon’s shoulder and speaks.
“…Hyung, aren’t you going pro either?”
“Yeah. What am I supposed to do?”
“No, I mean… hyung, you’re unemployed, right? If you don’t go pro, what are you going to do?”
*puhahahaha*
Everyone laughs at that comment.
“My fishing broadcast is doing pretty well… I’ll figure something out.”
It was the moment Pangeo’s mother’s laughter echoed in his ears like a hallucination.
“Alright, alright, let’s worry about that later! Hey? Let’s just eat some meat today!”
Maratang begins passing meat onto everyone’s plates.
Golden brown on the outside, with pink juices seeping out from within—short ribs cut into kkakddugi-shaped pieces.
*gulp*
Sanghyeon instantly forgot everything they’d been discussing.
He simply instinctively takes a photo.
[Sanghyeon: (photo)]
[Sanghyun: haha]
[Juhyeok: Wow]
[Juhyeok: What is this, seriously? You said you were eating delivery food but this is a full feast!]
[Juhyeok: *trembling*]
Watching Juhyeok send a trembling emoticon, Sanghyeon chuckles and pops a piece of meat into his mouth.
“!”
It was magnificent.
Was meat truly superior to everything else?
Fish had been excellent, but meat possessed a destructive power of an entirely different caliber.
This was an ecstasy that only meat could deliver.
The rich juices seeping through, the violent savory intensity of the fat—it was intoxicating.
“Wow…!”
“Ahhhhhhh!”
“Ohhhhh!”
Everyone exclaimed in admiration, their bodies trembling with delight.
It was no wonder.
Had my mind not been tempered through archery training, I too would have surrendered helplessly to such trembling.
“It’s, it’s delicious. But….”
I quickly picked up another piece and asked casually.
“What’s going to happen with Hee-cheol? You had a medical checkup… didn’t you?”
The question everyone had been curious about all day.
The moment it was mentioned, everyone fell silent.
Hee-cheol laughed awkwardly and opened his mouth to speak.

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