Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

Hae-rang and Choi Gang-sik, seated at the table, exchanged opinions through eye contact.

-I was right, wasn’t I?

-Indeed you were.

Da-hong was definitely thinking that way.

Much more properly than she had expected.

Though she had also appeared dressed with minimal formality,

Hae-rang looked as if he was going to a job interview.

A crisp, perfectly fitted black suit was solidly supported by a white shirt.

His hair was coolly swept back to one side, and his smooth, clean-shaven jawline displayed an impeccable sense of propriety.

For the first time in years, Da-hong felt intimidated.

‘He even brought his manager along.’

Of course, it wasn’t like Da-hong didn’t have a manager.

But since today’s meeting was extremely private, she thought it would be fine to go alone.

If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have brought all her managers.

It was too late for regrets now.

“…nida.”

“Yes, yes?”

Da-hong quickly raised her head.

Then she bit her lip.

She had been so lost in her own thoughts that she hadn’t heard what the other person said.

‘Why am I acting like this? Like an idiot.’

She couldn’t show any more sloppy behavior.

The Blade Queen of South Korea’s Singularity.

Wasn’t that Ye Da-hong’s nickname?

“I’m sorry, I was thinking about something else for a moment. Could you say that again?”

“Of course.”

Hae-rang’s voice carried both precision and politeness.

“You sent me a donation, but I played something different from the game you mentioned. I hope you’ll understand.”

“Ah, that.”

Originally, she had planned to bring it up first and confront him about it.

But with the situation turning out like this, Da-hong had no choice.

“That’s… understandable. When you think about it, you never actually promised me you’d play Assassin ‘Zero.'”

“Thank you for understanding. There were some personal matters involved, so I played ‘Revenge’ first. I had no intention of toying with you, Da-hong.”

“Well, it’s fine. Now that you’re already in the Hall of Fame, it would be ridiculous to discuss it further. Would you like some coffee? I came a bit early and was already drinking some. As you can see.”

Then Choi Gang-sik naturally stood up from his seat.

“I’ll go get it. Go ahead and chat with Da-hong. The usual?”

“Yes.”

Choi Gang-sik nodded and left his seat.

Da-hong watched this scene with considerable interest.

‘Very natural.’

Considering how long Hae-rang had been active as a streamer, his relationship with his manager seemed quite close.

Actually, given the size of his channel, it seemed like he wouldn’t even need a manager.

‘That manager guy. He acts like this is his true calling.’

Did he have experience working as a manager elsewhere?

Da-hong realized she had been making a big mistake all along.

She had thought there would be rough edges since he was a streamer who had just started.

But she couldn’t see any such signs at all.

Far from seeming inexperienced in society, he gave the impression of having been in this profession for a long time.

In fact, Choi Gang-sik felt the same way.

‘That guy Hae-rang. He’s better than he looks.’

When they were alone, he showed eccentric behavior,

but now that he was meeting Da-hong, a dignified demeanor was radiating from him.

Choi Gang-sik thought Hae-rang was like a chameleon.

A chameleon that could show different aspects of himself according to the surrounding situation.

There was a reason why Hae-rang could handle things so skillfully.

[Master! When you go to the Murim Alliance, you absolutely must not say such things!]

[If you yawn right in front of them like that, it means immediate war!]

[You must not forget that the fate of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult depends on your actions!]

The Murim Alliance Sect Leaders, for whom even the word ‘old-fashioned’ seemed insufficient.

Having occasionally shared meals with them, formality had gradually seeped into him.

Though this place was called the Eastern Land of Courtesy, in front of those stubborn Orthodox Faction elders, he was nothing but a baby MZ.

That was the reason why Hae-rang displayed such precision and formality.

“How did you come to know your manager?”

Perhaps finding it awkward to just wait quietly, Da-hong was the first to speak.

“When I was working day jobs at a construction site, he was running a nearby capsule room.”

“You worked at a construction site…?”

Da-hong’s eyelids shot up high.

No matter how she looked at it, he seemed far removed from such tough work.

“Yes. I wanted to become a streamer, but capsules were so expensive. So I started working.”

“Oh my.”

Da-hong tapped a calculator in her head.

No matter how cheaply he bought it, working like that to afford a capsule would require months of hardship.

“You’re really… different from how you look.”

“How did I look to you?”

“Huh? Well…”

Hae-rang and Da-hong’s eyes met for a moment.

Da-hong suddenly felt thirsty.

Without realizing it, her throat felt parched.

“You looked like someone who’s never suffered hardship.”

After saying that, she took a small sip of her Americano.

“Not at all. I’ve had my share of hardships in the past.”

Looking at Hae-rang’s meaningful smile, Da-hong thought.

He acts like someone with a lot of stories.

“What interesting story were you telling to make you smile like that?”

Choi Gang-sik sat down carrying two cups.

One was peach iced tea.

And the other was,

“Ssanghwa tea…?”

Da-hong muttered with an incredulous expression.

The Ssanghwa tea placed in front of Hae-rang.

That also didn’t match at all.

“Do you… usually enjoy drinking Ssanghwa tea? Do you have a cold perhaps?”

“My condition is fine. Somehow when I drink this, it makes me feel nostalgic.”

So.

Could he please stop acting like an old man who’s seen everything in the world?

Somehow this space with Hae-rang felt like a different world.

“I asked to meet like this out of personal curiosity.”

When Hae-rang and Choi Gang-sik had taken a few sips of their tea.

Da-hong brought up the main topic.

“If you thought this was about Singularity-related business, I’m sorry.”

Then Hae-rang shook his head.

“You don’t need to worry about that. It’s not like I played the game you suggested. From my perspective, it’s also something I need to think about.”

“Think about… it?”

Da-hong blinked a couple of times.

Sing-o-wa.

An abbreviation for “If Singularity calls, you must come.”

This phrase circulated so openly that Singularity’s position was incredibly strong.

Even if you prostrated yourself begging to join, they might or might not accept you.

But he said he needed to think about it.

Did that mean he could refuse even if an offer came?

‘As expected. He’s definitely different from other streamers.’

Da-hong, who had been rolling her pupils around, continued speaking.

“I’ve been playing ‘Assassin Revenge’ during this time.”

“Assassin Revenge? You, Da-hong?”

“Yes.”

Perhaps she felt somewhat embarrassed.

Da-hong shrugged her shoulders slightly.

“Like other gamers, when I played Assassin Revenge, ‘S’ grade was the highest for me too. I couldn’t even imagine there was a grade beyond that. So I went back in after a long time. I was curious if I could achieve Triple S.”

“Did you succeed?”

“No. I failed miserably.”

Crunch.

A discordant sound came from inside Da-hong’s mouth.

She had completely crushed all the ice with her molars.

A special light flashed through Hae-rang’s eyes.

‘She’s similar.’

The martial masters of Murim he had faced in his previous life.

They all wore the same expression without exception.

Competitive spirit.

Desire for victory.

Longing for higher realms.

And anger toward themselves.

Though the era was different and the stage of activity was different,

Da-hong had the exact same appearance as them.

‘If she had been born in Murim, she would surely have become a renowned female master whose name shook the world.’

Choi Gang-sik also widened his eyes at her words.

‘Surprisingly honest. It couldn’t have been easy to admit.’

A crane among chickens.

Those who show a level of difference even among the so-called top streamers.

Arrogant cranes looking down haughtily.

If such people were Singularity, Da-hong had meekly acknowledged her own shortcomings.

In many ways, she was different from the publicly known Singularity.

“I invested dozens of hours into Assassin Revenge. I got hit by Viego’s Stone so much that my nose went numb. It’s been a while since I really lost my temper.”

“Dozens of hours?”

“Yes. I wanted to achieve at least an S grade somehow. Only later was I barely able to get one SS. But that was my limit.”

As if getting heated while talking, Da-hong downed all her remaining Americano.

“Until I decided I had to meet Hae-rang, I went through all kinds of emotions. At first I was angry, and I denied this situation. I even ended up rationalizing it.”

“Why go to such lengths…”

“Because that’s what Singularity is. We have to be superior to any gamer. If we can’t do that, there’s no meaning to the existence of the group called Singularity.”

“That makes sense, but why try to carry that burden alone? Your other companions probably don’t even care.”

At that moment.

Da-hong’s brown eyes shook greatly.

“That’s… well. I’m curious about that too. Why I’m being like this. Anyway, there was something I wanted to ask after meeting Hae-rang.”

“What is it.”

“Fight me.”

“Hm?”

“I mean it literally. I experienced it indirectly through Assassin Revenge, but that’s not enough. I want to fight in the same space as Hae-rang. And I want to feel it properly.”

Whether Hae-rang’s skill was truly above her own.

Da-hong looked clearly at Hae-rang with cat-like eyes.

Hae-rang turned his head to look for Choi Gang-sik.

Choi Gang-sik just shrugged his shoulders.

As if this choice was entirely up to Hae-rang.

After thinking for a moment, Hae-rang interpreted her intention.

“A martial duel.”

“Huh?”

“What Da-hong wants is a martial duel. To determine each other’s skills.”

“A martial duel… you mean that thing from martial arts stories?”

Da-hong’s bewildered gaze turned toward Choi Gang-sik.

As if asking whether the Heavenly Demon concept wasn’t just for broadcasts.

Choi Gang-sik avoided her gaze and just stared at the distant mountain.

His blank stare seemed to say exactly that.

That guy has been consumed by his concept.

“The process of acknowledging each other’s strength through a martial duel. I like that too.”

“What I want isn’t a martial duel…”

“That way we get to know each other better and become closer.”

Getting to know each other better and becoming closer.

Though it was something that could be interpreted literally, Da-hong was left speechless.

She felt thirsty again.

She gulped down the glass cup in front of her, but,

“You already finished it all.”

“Oh no…!”

Anyway.

Talking with this man made her feel strange.

Da-hong quickly put down the cup and asked.

“So, so. Will you do it?”

“Yes. I was also curious about how amazing Singularity people are.”

“Good. I’ll show you properly.”

“Where would be a good place?”

“Actually, that’s a bit of a problem. Our training room is off-limits to non-Singularity members. But going to a public place is also an issue since Hae-rang hasn’t revealed his face yet. I’m still looking into it.”

“A private space where we can maintain anonymity while having two machines.”

Hae-rang clasped his hands together and fell into thought.

The conditions were quite demanding, but somehow he didn’t feel like it would be impossible.

“You don’t need to worry about it so much. Since I made the suggestion, I should be the one to look into it. If worst comes to worst, we could just buy one machine and bring it home…”

“No.”

Hae-rang snapped his fingers with a sharp sound.

“I just thought of a perfect place.”

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