Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 126

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Chapter 126

 

“Well. I’ll do my best and come back.”

 

“What’s so special about it? We just play the game and report anything weird.”

 

“Ugh. I’m exhausted to death every time I go. Adjusting to the time difference is work too.”

 

“Huaaaam. From next time, I wish ‘Gonau Soft’ would bring the Capsule to Korea.”

 

As the interview progressed, the reporters’ faces hardened.

 

At least they weren’t running away to the airport as soon as they got out of the car like some celebrities,

 

but this was going too far.

 

They showed no minimum sincerity during the interview process.

 

They spouted whatever they wanted to say without filter, under the guise of honesty.

 

‘Anyone would think they’re going for free.’

 

‘How am I supposed to write an article with this content?’

 

‘Are they openly asking to be cursed at or what?’

 

‘These guys being arrogant isn’t new, but lately it’s really gone too far.’

 

‘The ones who grovel whenever they go to international competitions.’

 

At the very least, if they could get a few photos, they could find some meaning in it.

 

But even that wasn’t easy.

 

Most of the Singularities had completely covered their faces with masks and hats.

 

“Please understand, it’s dawn.”

 

“I thought I was going to die waking up so early.”

 

Some reporters gave bitter smiles while looking at the Singularities.

 

Dawn was just an excuse.

 

Most of them were the type who would only do filming after full makeup.

 

Unlike their glamorous appearance in videos, many had surprisingly ordinary faces without makeup.

 

Click clack.

 

Just one person.

 

There was one Singularity who seemed like a ray of light to the reporters.

 

‘Blade Queen’ Da-hong.

 

She wore no makeup just the same, but she didn’t cover her face.

 

It could have been consideration for the reporters,

 

or perhaps just confidence in her bare face.

 

Whatever the reason, from the reporters’ perspective, she was an incredibly grateful presence.

 

However,

 

“I’ll do my best and return.”

 

It would have been nice if she had made the interview just a little longer.

 

Da-hong stood before the reporters, gave a brief greeting, then entered the airport.

 

Two hours was the minimum.

 

The reporter who came early had waited over three hours.

 

Since Singularity prohibited filming inside,

 

they had no choice but to wait outside, shivering.

 

“Damn. This sucks.”

 

Led by the Minguk Daily reporter who spoke as if spitting,

 

each of them could only shake their heads and leave.

 

* * *

 

There are no security personnel for Singularity at the airport.

 

But when covering them, there exists an invisible red line.

 

The moment the words ‘XX media outlet doesn’t follow basic rules’ come from Singularity’s mouth,

 

coverage becomes impossible for a while.

 

Tap tap tap!

 

But Eun Min-seop passed through the airport entrance without hesitation.

 

Because right now he wasn’t trying to cover Singularity.

 

At this moment when all the reporters were disappointed and turning away.

 

Eun Min-seop didn’t miss a small hope.

 

He remembered the streamer who had brushed past him.

 

The streamer’s name was,

 

“Hae-rang!”

 

Hearing his name, Hae-rang stopped walking.

 

Then he removed the hood that had been covering him.

 

“Hae-rang! You are Hae-rang, right?”

 

Eun Min-seop, who confirmed the bare face, unconsciously raised his voice.

 

He was right – this was Gwanjong Cheonma, Cheon Hae-rang, whom he had recently interviewed.

 

But unexpected words came from his mouth.

 

“Reporter Eun Min-seop?”

 

“You, you remember me?”

 

Eun Min-seop’s persistent-looking eyes became round.

 

How common was it for streamers to remember a reporter’s name?

 

Moreover, this wasn’t even his first time experiencing this.

 

‘Come to think of it, it was the same during the ambassador event.’

 

Hae-rang had specifically pointed out Eun Min-seop and declared he would do an interview with him.

 

For the reason that he was the only reporter who observed his in-game play and asked questions about it.

 

“Surprising. I didn’t expect you to keep remembering my name.”

 

“Of course I remember.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“You kept praising my play during the interview.”

 

“Ah…”

 

So he remembered not because he was a reporter, but because he praised him?

 

It seemed this streamer had his own firm standards.

 

“I’m sorry for suddenly stopping you. It seems you put on the hood because of reporters.”

 

“Hmm. It’s not really because of reporters.”

 

“Pardon? Then?”

 

Hae-rang lightly shuddered.

 

“Because the weather is cold. I put on the hood for that reason.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Eun Min-seop wouldn’t be able to understand.

 

In his previous life, Hae-rang was not affected by weather.

 

No matter how much the temperature dropped, decades of Internal Energy protected his body.

 

Hae-rang had casually put on a hoodie.

 

He regretted not wearing padding.

 

It seemed some trial and error from this world still remained.

 

“If you don’t mind the interview, may I ask you a few questions?”

 

“Yes. I still have plenty of time before my flight, so it’s fine.”

 

What a relief.

 

Eun Min-seop felt like he had won the lottery.

 

There was nothing to gain from Singularity in terms of photos or interviews.

 

Even then, he had to watch from a distance due to the competition.

 

But Hae-rang was different.

 

He was the only one who recognized him, so it was practically an exclusive event.

 

‘My position improved before thanks to Cheon Hae-rang too.’

 

Perhaps because beating the Polar Bear had such a huge impact,

 

the view count didn’t fall behind even compared to the interview with Singularity’s Jo Sang-jin conducted on the same day.

 

Having achieved results with a person of low recognition naturally made his shoulders straighten with pride.

 

Eun Min-seop had a gut feeling.

 

This exclusive interview would bring him success once again.

 

‘I’ll finish the interview as quickly and cleanly as possible.’

 

It would be rude to keep someone who was scheduled to depart for too long.

 

Eun Min-seop made that resolution and asked his question.

 

“You came to the airport quite early. Do you have travel plans or a special schedule?”

 

“Yes. I’m going to Gonau Soft in America.”

 

“…Yes, what?”

 

However, Eun Min-seop had to stutter from the very beginning.

 

* * *

 

“I’m telling you, this is seriously no joke?”

 

Singularity heading to the lounge after finishing departure immigration.

 

Among them, the shortest young man spits and speaks passionately.

 

“I thought I had it after dodging the shield, but suddenly he disappeared. Then with a whoosh, the zipline gun…”

 

“Ugh. Hyeon-bin.”

 

A woman a head taller than Ma Hyeon-bin poked his forehead.

 

It was Yu Se-ah from Singularity, dressed in a long brown coat.

 

“Stop it already. How many times do you have to tell this story before you’ll be quiet? What’s so great about getting demoted?”

 

“Sister, if you had fought that person, you would have been demoted too.”

 

“What? You think I’d lose to some regular streamer?”

 

“I thought the same thing at first. But when I actually fought him…”

 

It was when Ma Hyeon-bin was about to launch into his experience story once again.

 

“Hyeon-bin?”

 

A soft voice reminiscent of a willow tree.

 

A man with striking narrow, long eyes called his name.

 

“…!”

 

Unlike Yu Se-ah, despite the gentle voice,

 

Ma Hyeon-bin’s expression stiffened rigidly.

 

“It’s already a tiring long-distance trip. Your brothers and sisters need rest, and you should rest too, right?”

 

“Y-yes, I will.”

 

Ma Hyeon-bin, who had been chattering innocently, shrank like a mouse before a cat.

 

Kim Si-hwan, Singularity’s leader and a three-year consecutive National Team member in Survival Ground.

 

Above his shoulder-length white hair, his pale skin stood out particularly prominently.

 

“Let’s stop mentioning that guy’s nickname while we’re going to America. You know your brothers and sisters don’t like it much, right?”

 

“Yes, Brother. I’m sorry.”

 

“Sorry for what. Your brothers will get revenge when they meet that guy, so don’t be so upset about it.”

 

“It’s not that I’m particularly upset or anything…”

 

“Then shall we go?”

 

Kim Si-hwan turned his back in the middle of Ma Hyeon-bin’s story.

 

The gentle expression from before was gone, replaced by a cold wind.

 

Gwanjong Cheonma.

 

That name had been constantly bothering him anyway.

 

He had achieved the new SSS rank in the Assassin Series,

 

and received the Placement Test All Chicken Skin that they couldn’t obtain.

 

And even the ambassador selection that had been Singularity’s exclusive privilege.

 

The more Gwanjong Cheonma’s name was mentioned, the more naturally Singularity got dragged into the discussion.

 

All in a negative way, no less.

 

‘Hyeon-bin keeps doing things he never used to do. I’ll need to set him straight when we get back to Korea.’

 

Just as Kim Si-hwan was making that resolution while trying to pass through the lounge entrance.

 

“Gwa, Gwanjong Cheonma!”

 

That nickname mentioned again despite his warning.

 

Kim Si-hwan irritably whipped his head around.

 

His gaze flew toward Ma Hyeon-bin and pierced him.

 

Ma Hyeon-bin covered his mouth with a pale face

 

Then shook his head.

 

As if to say it wasn’t him who did it.

 

“Isn’t that Gwanjong Cheonma?”

 

The one who mentioned that nickname was Seo Jae-won, who was behind Ma Hyeon-bin.

 

Even though he should have felt Kim Si-hwan’s burning gaze.

 

Seo Jae-won’s head was fixed in one direction.

 

The reason he mentioned Gwanjong Cheonma.

 

It wasn’t to provoke Kim Si-hwan.

 

It was because Gwanjong Cheonma had ‘actually’ appeared before his eyes.

 

“Oh.”

 

“Oh my.”

 

Along with various reactions, everyone’s gaze turned in one direction.

 

There stood Gwanjong Cheonma, Cheon Hae-rang.

 

Along with a sparkling carrier bag.

 

“Why is that guy here….”

 

Kim Si-hwan was dumbfounded.

 

Even coincidences have their limits.

 

He didn’t know where they were going, but it was rare for departure dates and times to overlap like this.

 

Suddenly his head started throbbing.

 

Kim Si-hwan gave instructions to the surrounding Singularity members.

 

“Don’t bother talking to him or greeting him, let’s just go into the lounge.”

 

Click clack.

 

However, making Kim Si-hwan’s words meaningless, there was a Singularity member approaching Hae-rang.

 

The icon of fighting games called the ‘Blade Queen’.

 

It was Ye Da-hong.

 

“Hae-rang. You came early?”

 

“Since it’s my first flight. I came to look around as well.”

 

“Eh? It’s your first time on a plane? It might be scary at first.”

 

“I’m a bit nervous but it should be fine. Unless I’m the one driving.”

 

“Haha. That wouldn’t work.”

 

Ye Da-hong giggled with her arms crossed.

 

Veins popped out between Kim Si-hwan’s long narrow eyes.

 

“Ye Da-hong. I’m sure I told you clearly?”

 

“So what if you told me. Do I have to listen to everything you say?”

 

“Did you forget we agreed to prioritize my words when traveling together? We’re not going on some vacation. There’s so much work to do when we get there.”

 

Smirk.

 

Then, as if she had been waiting for this, Ye Da-hong smiled a red smile.

 

“Hae-rang isn’t going to play around either.”

 

“Hae-rang?”

 

This time Jo Sang-jin raised his voice.

 

Since when did they become close enough to call each other by their real names?

 

His bulging eyes seemed to be asking that question.

 

Step.

 

If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it, as they say.

 

Since ‘Gonau Soft’ had booked them the same flight ticket, this meeting was inevitable.

 

Hae-rang stepped forward and revealed his real name.

 

“I’m Cheon Hae-rang. Nice to meet you.”

 

“Ni… Nice to, gasp!”

 

Ma Hyeon-bin, who was about to greet him reflexively, quickly covered his mouth.

 

Now that things had come to this, they couldn’t just pass by.

 

Kim Si-hwan reluctantly answered with a crooked expression.

 

“Hello. That’s a nice suitcase. I heard this is your first flight, so you must have bought a new one. I was like that too when I went to kindergarten.”

 

Snickering sounds leaked out from some people.

 

The more you thought about it, the more unpleasant the mockery was.

 

However, Hae-rang smiled, showing his white teeth.

 

“It really is a wonderful suitcase, isn’t it? You have quite an eye for things.”

 

“…?”

 

Kim Si-hwan felt like he’d been hit with a hammer.

 

What’s with this guy?

 

Did he just understand that as a compliment?

 

Not just Kim Si-hwan, but most of the Singularities gaped their mouths wide open.

 

“Haha. I knew it would be like this.”

 

This time Da-hong shrugged her shoulders and burst into intense laughter.

 

A bad guy and a strange guy.

 

And even bewildered guys.

 

The first meeting between Hae-rang and Singularity began in chaos.

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