Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 84

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Episode 84

The screen shifts.
The Slow Sword unfolds.
But it feels fast.
It’s simple.
Deceptively simple.
It looked blockable.
It wasn’t blocked.
Trying to dodge costs you your balance.
The footage forcibly immerses the viewer in the opponent’s perspective.
And sentences predicting what’s about to happen appear just before each strike.
And it unfolds exactly as written.
High-ranked players keep analyzing and sharing how he managed it with that slow sword, but only the person himself truly understands.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
After several clashes, he suddenly came to his senses—Seo Jun’s blade had already traced silently across his opponent’s neck.
Whoosh.

[Next.]

The one who had demonstrated such overwhelming skill looked down casually and spoke.

-The Slow Sword is genuinely terrifying
-Gaslighting swordwork lol
-The edited version is so clean it hits even harder haha
-Next!
-No emotion when he’s relentless lol The blank expression is chilling lol
-If I’d been standing there, I definitely would’ve died. How do I know? I’m dying a little watching this lol
-Aaaah!

After showing his matches against several opponents, the video ended.
On the other hand, there simply wasn’t time to capture every single fight.

-Next! at this hour
-The end
-ssss

Seo Jun left one final comment in the chat.

-Everyone, the Demonic Cult will win this Battleground.

After the initial broadcast ended, the video went up properly.
Before even a second had passed, the view count displayed: 30,000.
Han Ji Min had messaged—apparently he hadn’t slept and was watching live.

[Han Ji Min: The first premiere was a success!]
[Han Ji Min: Hoping the algorithm picks it up properly!]
[Seo Jun: You’re right. Thank you for your hard work.]
[Han Ji Min: Don’t mention it. Looks like Lee Geon Young is asleep lol]

If he were awake, Lee Geon Young would’ve sent sword replies as always, so they easily deduced he was sleeping.

[Seo Jun: He didn’t sleep much after staying up all night yesterday, and I guess editing today exhausted him more]
[Han Ji Min: Truly a ruthless boss lol]
[Seo Jun: There aren’t many people who interfere as little as I do. haha]

Seo Jun didn’t even review the videos himself.
He’d entrusted the channel, and it wasn’t like he knew better anyway.
The editors could certainly cause trouble if they harbored ill will, but what would they gain by doing so?
Right.
To instill ownership, you just let them be the owner!

[Han Ji Min: You’re right. But wouldn’t it be good to do some reviewing?]
[Han Ji Min: If we leave and you need to find another editor, you’ll have a lot to personally verify then.]

It was a fair point.
Even if he’d entrusted the channel because he didn’t want to fuss over it, Seo Jun knew that being completely ignorant about management wasn’t ideal.

[Seo Jun: I’ll think about it once I’m on leave of absence.]
[Han Ji Min: Got it. You’re busy.]

After that, Han Ji Min sent another message to a private chat room.

[Han Ji Min: As for me, even if the boss tried to drive me out, I’d cling to his legs and stay.]
[Han Ji Min: But accidents can happen.]
[Han Ji Min: Most of all, I’m not sure how Lee Geon Young will turn out. With the college entrance exam coming up soon, he looked conflicted.]

Seo Jun and Han Ji Min knew Lee Geon Young’s story.
How he was supposed to be retaking the exam and living alone, but spent a long time doing nothing in his room before Seo Jun gave him something to do.
It was a story he was embarrassed to tell others, and Lee Geon Young had no desire to reveal it.
But on their first day, Lee Geon Young had drunk alcohol for the first time, misjudged his tolerance, and got drunk—the result of that accident.
‘Didn’t he say he felt relieved?’
Lee Geon Young was certainly pulling his weight, but to them, he felt like a younger brother they needed to look after.
‘He’ll handle it on his own.’
And Seo Jun wasn’t the type to baby his younger acquaintances.
Unless they asked for help.

* * *

The next morning.
Seo Jun said to Tae Woo, “Hey.”
“Hmm?”
“Let’s go eat breakfast at my parents’ place.”
Seo Jun’s parents’ house was next door, and they often stopped by to eat together.
“Out of nowhere? And it’s almost mealtime anyway—if we go suddenly, nothing will be ready.”
“Mom just said she wanted to eat together for once.”
“Yeah? Then we should go. But why so suddenly?”
“What reason would there be? Maybe she bought some meat.”
Seo Jun shrugged, opened the front door, and headed next door.
Tae Woo, watching him leave, felt a slight sense of unease and tilted his head in confusion, but he soon followed Seo Jun out the door.

Not that it mattered now.
The trouble began during breakfast, with a damn conversation between his friend and that friend’s father.
“Hey, why’d you suddenly come to eat breakfast? That’s unsettling.”
Cough.
Food caught in Tae Woo’s throat.
Seo Jun had said his mother called him, so why was Ha Joon saying that?
Right.
Maybe his mother called without telling his father.
Of course, when his mother jumped into the conversation, it was immediately clear that wasn’t the case.
“Yeah, I’m curious too. Why so sudden?”
But you said your mom called you!
“Well, it’s like this…….”
Tae Woo turned his head sharply, fixing Seo Jun with an intense stare seeking explanation, but Seo Jun didn’t even blink and simply continued.
“Mom, Dad. I’m thinking of taking a leave of absence.”
After finishing, Seo Jun picked up his chopsticks again as if nothing had happened.
Cough.
Food caught in Tae Woo’s throat again, and he glared at Seo Jun even more fiercely.
This bastard—can he even swallow?
Tae Woo screamed inwardly.
‘Why now, and why drag me along to say it!’
However thoughtless Seo Jun might appear, Tae Woo always saw him as someone who thought about the future.
If that was the case, bringing him here was definitely intentional.
A buffer? Or a restraint on his mother?
Either way, he really was a remarkable friend.
Clink.
Se Yeon, Seo Jun’s mother, set down her chopsticks with a sharp sound on the table.
The atmosphere shifted.
Ha Joon and Tae Woo both flinched simultaneously.
The person in question remained calm.
Se Yeon spoke.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I’m thinking of taking this semester to finish and then take a break from university.”
“Why?”
“Well. I want to play games.”
Ugh.
Why would he put it that way?
“Games? ……So.”
“Yes.”
“Not travel, not part-time work, not a job, not studies, not building hobbies—just games?”
“Games are a hobby too.”
“…….”
Please, Seo Jun. My friend.
Why are you doing this?
“Oh, I’m making money too.”
“What money?”
“The streaming is going pretty well.”
“That thing Tae Woo does?”
“Yes. Didn’t I mention it last time?”
“I just thought you were helping Tae Woo while playing games.”
Ma’am, that’s not it.
This bastard suddenly said I’d be better than Shin Ha-yeon and just started.
“Anyway, it’s going better than expected, so I’m going to give it a serious try.”
“What is that? I thought you just wanted to play around without thinking.”
“Would I do that, Mom?”
Tae Woo recalled Seo Jun’s broadcast.
Looking at his attitude toward streaming and how he treated viewers.
His friend definitely wanted to play around without thinking.
But Tae Woo couldn’t make a single objection.
He could only be grateful that Se Yeon hadn’t gotten angry.
If this blew up, the fallout would inevitably land on him.
As the one who’d led her son down this path.
It was entirely because of Seo Jun’s own circumstances, and Tae Woo bore not a gram of responsibility, but the fact that his mother didn’t know that was what mattered.
“How long?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Will you at least graduate?”
“Probably.”
“Alright. Then one last thing…….”
“Yes.”
“Even if you do it a lot, it’s safe, right?”
“It’s safe.”
“Thank goodness. It’s silly for me to be telling a grown son what to do. Do as you see fit.”
Phew.
Tae Woo’s and Ha Joon’s eyes met.
Thank goodness it ended well.
Seo Jun was surprisingly stubborn—once he decided something, he rarely backed down.
And Se Yeon wasn’t one to oppose things either, but this time Seo Jun had explained himself so poorly, hadn’t he?
What parent would laugh along and say “Well, if you want to play games, go ahead” to someone saying they’d take a leave of absence to do that?
If he’d at least said he wanted to rest and then played games, it might’ve been different.
After that, his father ate quickly and went into his room.
His mother went to clean the kitchen.
With only the two of them left, Seo Jun spoke quietly.
“Too bad.”
“What?”
“If Mom had gotten angry, I was planning to throw you at her and run.”
This bastard.

“Yeah.”
“Why are you answering?”
“Because it’s a meal my wife made.”
“But that’s……”
“Quiet. Don’t come back.”
Seo Jun, leaving their nonsensical exchange behind, put on his slippers.
“Oppa, move over. Let me out.”
His younger sister.
Jin So Hee approached.
“Heading to school?”
“Yeah.”
Notably, she was in her third year of high school.
With the college entrance exam just around the corner.
“Can you go to school in athletic wear?”
“Yeah, they don’t say anything even then.”
She was invincible.
At least within Korean society, she was untouchable before the exam.
“By the way, how’s your streaming going?”
“Fine.”
“Ugh. Because of you, I didn’t get to try a capsule VR during my school years. That’s my one regret. I’m definitely doing it after the exam.”
“I clearly told you you’d be fine.”
“You didn’t. I was the one who said I’d collapse.”
“That was just joking.”
Seo Jun laughed quietly.
“True. In the end, it was Mom who stopped me anyway. If Dad had been more interested in virtual reality, he could’ve convinced Mom. Sigh. Dad loves computers too much. Anyway, oppa.”
“What?”
“You’re good at games, right? So if I play, I’d be good too, right? It’s genetic, so? Right?”
That’d be impossible unless he remembered his past life.
“I’m Orthodox Faction.”
“What? Why are you talking about the Orthodox Faction?”
So Hee giggled.
“Oh, I saw that on your stream. Anyway, I’m Orthodox Faction.”
“For the Harmony? The Demonic Cult is better. Better performance, more popular.”
Suddenly, Tae Woo’s tongue-clicking sound came from behind.
“Oh, so the game’s called ‘For the Harmony.’ But I’m Orthodox Faction anyway.”
“Why?”
“Because I bombed my continuous grades.”
Ah.
So it wasn’t that “Orthodox Faction.”
The mood suddenly turned somber.
Seeing his younger sister use profanity—something she rarely did—showed how strong her emotions were, and he sensed he shouldn’t push further.
“Jeez, So Hee. With the exam coming up so soon, you shouldn’t be watching streams as a Regular Exam Fighter, right?”
And Tae Woo lacked that basic tact.
The only concern he had during tests was whether to fill in option three or four.
Seo Jun shook his head, and So Hee bristled.
“What are you talking about? And I didn’t watch streaming anyway. Why would I watch oppa’s broadcast?”
“Then what?”
“It just popped up this morning on the app. Latest video. It only showed up on mine, so I watched it. So stop invading my account, okay?”
“Why is it showing up for you though?”
“How would I know? Oh, right. Oppa, that was in the Trending Videos Section, right?”
“Really?”
Seo Jun responded with mild surprise.
“Oh wow.”
Tae Woo, understanding what that meant, immediately opened his phone to check.
“Hey, look at this.”
And showed it to Seo Jun.
The view count on that video, uploaded less than a day ago, was:

[Game Trending Viral Videos #3]

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