Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 106

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Episode 106

[Viewers: 25,000]

For a stream started after two days off, the viewer count was remarkably impressive.
Maybe because I thought it was the final broadcast, it came out like this.
“Huh? Oh, today I just turned it on casually. I’m just planning to do a relaxed broadcast with some chat.”
I had no intention of streaming long—the whole point was just to hang out with people.
It’s not like I never fooled around while playing games, but even so, there have to be days where I unwind like this.

-Is it right to come back like this after two days off?

Even though I’d taken two days off.

-Are you seriously never going back to For the Sect? Are you seriously never going back to For the Sect? Are you seriously never going back to For the Sect?
-You promised to do Cult Leader. You promised to do Cult Leader. You promised to do Cult Leader. You promised to do Cult Leader.
-Just come in…… it really feels like we’ve been abandoned
-Our For the Sect is nice. Don’t complain.

The chat was uniformly chaotic.

[‘Exegesis’ donated 100,000 won!]
[Turned it on to make money, you bastards. Stop whining and spam those donations.]

Same with the donations.
Two million won did come in just a moment ago, but I hadn’t turned on the stream to make money.
“Thank you for the donation.”
That’s that, and gratitude is gratitude.
Seo Jun leaned back comfortably in his chair, passing the time reading chat and donations.
In the meantime, it seemed like a lot of interesting things had happened in For the Sect.
For starters.

[‘OO’ donated 30,000 won!]
[Is it real that there’s not even one Ranker who defected to the Demonic Cult? lol]

-It’s just a dying sunset anyway
-Who moves to a crumbling house after one scandal lol
-If only the Sect Master stays… ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-The Demonic Cult is exactly third place

Some unfortunate but expected news had also reached me.

[‘Dang So Faction Defection Declaration’ donated 40,000 won!]
[???: Thanks to me, the Heterodox Sect and the Demonic Cult could win the Battlefield. It looks like there’s only one faction left that needs my help now! So I’m going to try a new challenge!]

-lmaooooo
-The true god of quick flips
-Didn’t you come to the Demonic Cult because you lost a bet? Why are you talking like you carried them lol
-Dumped at the peak lol

Some ridiculous news had also come out.
It was clear that once he judged the Demonic Cult had no future for at least the next Battlefield, he’d gone somewhere else. The guy really never changes.
Just as I expected.
He always talks strangely but judges situations perfectly accurately.

[‘There Was No Competition For First’ donated 30,000 won!]
[This Battlefield was fun, right?]

-Yup
-Maybe just for the Demonic Cult?
-The Orthofaction wasn’t fun

“Ah, there was a first-place competition too.”
Originally, the first-place competition was supposed to get as much attention as which faction would win, but because I accumulated Fame Points so overwhelmingly, it ended without drawing any interest.

[‘The Reason Why The Demonic Cult Has To Lose It’ donated 20,000 won!]
[It’s over 3,500 km from the Demonic Cult to the center of the Central Plain lmao. No wonder these bastards are losing it. Forget evil demonic arts—that distance is the real evil.]

Oh.
Now that I think about it, that’s true.
Seo Jun clapped his hands together.
“So that’s why they’re called the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect. Going to the Central Plain would require serious physical stamina.”
I’d just discovered an important secret of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect.

-What kind of fights have you guys been through… ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-For one invasion, they have to go from Seoul to Busan over 8 times lol
-But we won the Battlefield, so why do you keep making fun of us? It’s annoying
-Because that’s the Demonic Cult!

The viewers communicated by sharing posts from the community and asking Seo Jun questions.
We’d done it casually before the stream started, but doing it like this with real effort was more fun.
“Well, then. Starting tomorrow, I’ll be moving to a different game.”

-We’re getting squeezed dry and thrown away? That’s fine though. We won the championship…
-ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-Since the Battlefield is over anyway, upvote if you’ll keep watching the Sect Master’s stream lol
-Good
-Good
-Yeah. There’s nothing else to see anyway

Reading the wholesome chat comments with his eyes, Seo Jun spoke.
“You know what I’m streaming tomorrow, right?”
The announcement was already up.
I’d be doing a collaboration broadcast with Tae-woo tomorrow.
Tae-woo doesn’t play For the Sect.
Not because he dislikes the concept—it’s just too complicated with too high a barrier to entry.
So the viewers might not know, but most people who find their way to Seo Jun’s stream also keep up with AiTube.
In other words.

-Classmate colleague streamer collaboration? Can’t miss this lol
-Get ready to expose embarrassing old stories from each other
-How are both friends who live together streamers lol lots of fun guaranteed
-Tae-woo is a pretty big streamer too
-Duty broadcast ✓✓✓

The reaction seems good, so I’m relieved.
Just because something’s called a “duty broadcast” doesn’t mean I can treat it like homework.
Advertising is a major pillar of streamer income.
The Muvi Soft ad I’d received before was more for credibility—so this could be considered my first real advertising deal.
“Well, see you tomorrow.”
Just do what I always do.
The advertiser probably made the proposal because they liked that approach.
Though from what I saw in the meeting, they seem to regret it a lot.
Anyway, just like always.

* * *

After the broadcast, Seo Jun didn’t exit the capsule.
Since he’d never entered it in the first place, it was just a matter of standing up from the chair.
Seo Jun caught a whiff and smiled quietly.
A delicious smell was wafting from the living room.
Man.
Late-night snack after Broadcast End.
“Crazy.”
Is this what life is supposed to be like?
With a solemn expression, Seo Jun stepped out of his room into a new happiness he’d never felt in his past life.
On the living room table sat a delivery of chicken.
It seemed like I always ate chicken, but honestly, I preferred it that way.
Seo Jun solemnly set down a cup, opened the fridge, pulled out a Cola, and grabbed some utensils.
“Looks like the broadcast is still on.”
After receiving the food, Tae-woo seemed to have gone back to streaming.
“Should I lurk?”
Seo Jun turned on his phone and opened the streaming app, entering Tae-woo’s channel.

[I’m telling you it’s not!]

Tae-woo was shouting the moment Seo Jun entered the channel.
Seeing that no sound was leaking into the living room, Seo Jun realized just how good the soundproof booth’s effect was, and he found himself wondering if he needed one too.
But what exactly was he denying?

[Look, everyone. I’m still a Tier Master. Master. Top 0.1%, did you forget?]

-(Former) Why aren’t you putting that?
-Kept going after lasting one day lol
-How much longer are you going to keep us in suspense?
-Master plea lol

Suddenly dropping in without context made it hard for Seo Jun to understand what was happening, but from Tae-woo’s next words, he got the gist.

[Deadweight? Tomorrow I’ll be the one carrying. Just wait. I’m talented too!]

Since he mentioned tomorrow, he was definitely talking about the collaboration broadcast.
Seo Jun immediately picked up his phone and moved his fingers.

-?

His chat message lit up with various effects—he was a VIP in this channel.
It was definitely standing out.

-Seo Ha
-Seo Ha
-The Sect Master came right after Broadcast End
-Seo Ha

Everyone except the channel owner was welcoming him.

[What’s with the question mark? Huh? Speak up. What’s it mean?]

-lol
-Other people sent question marks too?
-If what you said about carrying was so ridiculous, would I have shown up in person myself lol

[You won’t say? I’m heading to the living room? Huh? I’m just gonna… in real life you’re no match at all.]

Tae-woo threw a jab at the camera.
Seo Jun smirked and moved his fingers again.

-lol

[Haha? Got scared, huh? This won’t do, everyone. I’m ending the stream to teach him a lesson.]

Yeah, hurry up and come out.
Seo Jun unwrapped the chicken packaging.
Shortly after, the door opened and Tae-woo emerged.
“Yo!”
“What.”
Their eyes met—Tae-woo just out of his room and Seo Jun sitting at the table.
“Good work.”
Well, of course.
Tae-woo threw a thumbs up instead of a jab.
“Thanks to you, I timed the Broadcast End perfectly.”
“Really?”
“Otherwise the food gets cold, right? You showed up at just the right moment and gave me a signal—you really do have natural instincts for streaming.”
Tae-woo sat down and poured Cola into a cup.
“I see.”
So he thought my signal meant end the broadcast.
“I’m telling you.”
And he started guzzling it down.
Seo Jun raised his eyebrows and spoke.
“So when are you gonna give me that lesson?”
“Cough. *hack*”
“Good thing you didn’t spit it out.”
“*gulp* Wait, what lesson? We’re friends.”
“You said we weren’t friends.”
“When did I ever!”
“When you showed me that perfect way to take a break on the last day of the Battlefield, I said I’d do it the same way, and then you said we weren’t friends.”
Tae-woo’s expression turned questioning, his eyes rolling around.
Seo Jun wasn’t the type to be petty or hold grudges.
But Seo Jun was the kind of person who would edit even false memories if it meant making the situation work in his favor.
And if Seo Jun could recreate non-existent memories, real ones came right back at a moment’s notice.
“Come on. How are we not friends? Huh? Just think about school—how many times did I buy you bread?”
“That’s true.”
“That’s literally proof of friendship that friends usually give, isn’t it?”
A friendship that checked out.
Mmhmm.
Seo Jun nodded and reached for the chicken.
“I always order the late-night snack around the time the stream ends, right? And whenever it arrives, if I’m still streaming, I go out and get it myself, remember? Huh? See?
Tae-woo started passionately listing things before his situation seemed to dawn on him.
He shouldn’t have realized.
Seo Jun answered quickly.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“Right? Tomorrow I’m going to the gym, and I don’t need to worry about the ring, yeah? Right? Seo Jun? Friends don’t fight, right?”
“I’ll think about it.”
“Hmm.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“Wondering if I should just go home? You’re not seriously thinking of coming to my place tomorrow morning to wake me up, right?”
After that.
The two of them laughed.
“By the way, what were you two talking about on the broadcast earlier?”
“The collaboration?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, I was telling him I’d be holding him back tomorrow, kept poking him because he wouldn’t stop bugging me.”
“So? Isn’t that right though?”
“What are you talking about.”
“If you can’t support me properly, it’s literally gonna be like you’re holding me back, right?”
“Hey!”
“What.”
“It’s your job to support!”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“Just do it anyway!”
It was fortunate that Park Hyuk-su didn’t know the two still hadn’t settled on their roles.

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