The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92
Kim Jung-yeon misinterpreted my serious expression as a signal for the restroom and handed me some tissue paper.
“That’s not it.”
Regardless, I wanted to savor this moment longer—the exhilarating rush of my YouTube channel skyrocketing and the buzz surrounding it.
[It’s about time we find out which organization they belong to, but I’m really curious who they are]
[I heard they said they weren’t a Hunter, but that’s probably just a rumor, right?]
[What is the National Veterans Affairs Ministry doing? Designate Chicken Seat as a national hero immediately—with these accomplishments, they absolutely deserve a medal]
[For Korea alone to possess such a treasure is a betrayal of humanity]
[How far are you planning to go, Chicken? I was one of Chicken Seat’s first viewers, and I never imagined they’d skyrocket like this]
The entire nation was worshipping Chicken Seat—worshipping me.
‘Identity exposure or whatever, this is amazing.’
This overwhelming wave of popularity I was experiencing for the first time was intoxicatingly sweet.
That’s when a text arrived.
[Unnie! I got the concert tickets! You and oppa will definitely come, right?]
It was Lee Yu-na.
‘Finally, I’m actually going!’
The Abe Concert.
While I was drowning in the happiness the comments brought, fortune literally fell from the sky.
I was grinning to myself when I paused.
“Jung-yeon.”
“Yes?”
Kim Jung-yeon, who had been searching for information about Chicken Seat beside me, looked up.
“Do you know Lee Yu-na from Abe?”
“Who in South Korea doesn’t know Lee Yu-na? Baek Hee-an’s ex-girlfriend… Wait, what?! Unnie, did you see Lee Yu-na at Baek Hee-an’s house?! Is she pretty?!”
“Absolutely. Even without makeup, she’s stunning.”
“Wow, that’s insane! So jealous!”
My shoulders lifted slightly at Kim Jung-yeon’s enthusiastic reaction.
I had even ridden in Lee Yu-na’s foreign luxury car today, but I couldn’t brag about it—which was truly unfortunate.
“Did Lee Yu-na have anything going on with Kerje Roha?”
“Kerje Roha? I’m not sure about idol stuff unless it’s connected to Hunters.”
Jung Yeon thought for a moment before speaking.
“I think there were rumors they dated briefly back then. But then the dating scandal with Baek Hee-an broke, and it all died down.”
As expected, Jung Yeon knew everything about Hunters.
‘That’s it.’
Now I understood Roha’s attitude—how he so confidently told me to stay out of his and Lee Yu-na’s business.
After breaking up, it seemed Roha was unilaterally obsessed with her.
“Do you think they really dated?”
“Who knows? But they say rumors in that neighborhood rarely come out of nowhere.”
From what I’ve seen, that’s true.
“Even if it were true, Roha couldn’t compete with Baek Hee-an. He’s not just any ordinary Hunter—he’s a Top Ranker with top-tier looks, Korea’s national treasure.”
His voice was brimming with pride, befitting someone who admired Hunters.
Now that I heard it this way, I understood why Lee Yu-na had gone so far as to visit the director’s office and clung to Baek Hee-an so persistently.
‘So she was using him as an ex-boyfriend repellent.’
The effectiveness seemed quite certain.
The problem was that Roha had noticed that Baek Hee-an and Lee Yu-na weren’t actually dating.
“I can understand Lee Yu-na, but how did Roha happen to see them?”
“Just by chance. But they didn’t seem like they were dating. With Baek Hee-an’s face, how could Roha even catch my eye.”
As I made a vague excuse, Kim Jung-yeon immediately agreed.
“He’s handsome. A Top Ranker with that face. Wow. Baek Hee-an has really elevated the image of Korean men. Someone ordinary like me can’t even claim to be Korean anywhere.”
Jung Yeon had a fairly decent face objectively.
In my personal opinion, he was the type who would be popular with women because his conversational skills and personality were so good.
“I decided to cut back on my convenience store shifts. From now on, I’ll only work weekday mornings.”
Kim Jung-yeon looked startled.
“Why, why suddenly! Is Baek Hee-an going to support you?!”
“Ugh, seriously.”
“No, it’s a good thing, but if you don’t come, who am I supposed to hang out with now. Honestly, I was working at the convenience store just to chat with you.”
“…Is that all it was.”
“Wow. You hurt my feelings, sister. Only I was sincere.”
“No, I like hanging out with you too. But honestly, these days it’s not me you’re interested in—it’s the Hunters connected to me—”
Ding.
Black hat and black mask.
A customer.
I glanced over without much thought, then froze at the sound of an intake of breath.
“Gasp! B-Baek Hee-an!”
“?”
How on earth did he recognize me.
I thought I’d covered myself pretty well, but it was useless against Kim Jung-yeon’s insane eye for detail.
Now that I thought about it, the height and face shape were definitely Baek Hee-an’s.
“…You were here.”
His voice sounded relieved somehow.
“I thought you went to look at houses.”
Had I been caught.
No, I hadn’t been caught yet, so I needed to play dumb quickly.
“Why would I leave that nice house behind.”
In truth, I’d just finished checking out every house in the neighborhood, but if he found out the truth, he’d definitely throw a fit.
For some reason, Baek Hee-an’s eyes narrowed as he looked at me.
“…”
Why isn’t it working.
‘Is that bastard already onto me and just playing dumb?’
Baek Hee-an turned his gaze away from me and glanced at Kim Jung-yeon, who was pressed against the inside of the counter.
He looks at my outfit again.
“Why did you come to the convenience store? Weren’t you taking the weekend off?”
“Are you mocking me? I’m not even a full-time employee—part-timers don’t get days off. Let me introduce you. This is my grateful part-time coworker who covered my shift.”
I should give Kim Jung-yeon some kind of reward for being so obsessed with Hunters.
Introducing Baek Hee-an.
Kim Jung-yeon, startled by my words, bent at the waist in a perfect ninety-degree bow.
“Hello! I’m Kim Jung-yeon, a junior who’s been working part-time at the same convenience store as Hyun-su for eleven months now! It’s an honor to meet you!”
Was this the military or something?
“I heard you were kind enough to even provide a room after the Gate incident!”
Why did you have to mention that?
Baek Hee-an, who had been scrutinizing the Yellow-haired Part-timer from head to toe with a guarded gaze, relaxed slightly.
“…It sounds like you two are quite close.”
“We are!”
“I didn’t say anything—Jeong Hee-ji forced it out of me.”
This was all your fault.
Baek Hee-an, flustered, quickly changed the subject.
“When are you going to quit the convenience store job? You have enough money now anyway. Your side business is doing well too.”
“I only do broadcasts in the evenings. And when things are going well, I need to push hard day and night…”
Oops.
Kim Jung-yeon’s eyes gleamed wildly as he stared at me.
“Hyun-su, you do broadcasts?!”
“Well… it just kind of happened…”
“What channel is it?! I’ll promote it all over the community! I’m a well-known name on pretty much every major site!”
I didn’t even need to ask.
Since it’s the God Opal Game Broadcast, if I let him handle the promotion, the results would probably be solid.
“It’s not at the stage where I can tell people about it yet.”
“But you said you’re making money. What’s the channel about?”
“It’s a secret, okay? Baek Hee-an, why are you saying useless things! If you’re not buying anything, get out quickly!”
“I am buying.”
Baek Hee-an finally moved and started grabbing things.
He grabbed them carelessly.
Two random triangle kimbaps, a chocolate bar, an oddly placed hand sanitizer, and a caramel he snatched from in front of the checkout counter.
‘So you came here to spy on me.’
Except for the last item, his selection showed no sincerity whatsoever.
Beep. Beep beep. Beep.
As Kim Jung-yeon scanned the barcodes, Baek Hee-an stared at him and spoke.
“Would you mind exchanging numbers?”
“…Excuse me?!”
Kim Jung-yeon froze, barcode scanner still in hand.
He quickly pulled out his phone.
“It’s… an honor!”
Phew.
The excitement radiating from him was so intense that everyone around us felt uncomfortable, but Baek Hee-an didn’t seem particularly fazed by it.
He leisurely took the phone and entered his number.
Tap. Tap tap.
After finishing the input, Baek Hee-an called from his own phone to confirm Jung-yeon’s number, then handed the phone back.
“Make sure to save it. Baek Hee-an’s game broadcast is trending tomorrow.”
“See you at home later.”
Ignoring my sarcasm, Baek Hee-an grabbed the envelope and left the convenience store without looking back.
Ding.
Kim Jung-yeon turned to me like a creaking robot.
“S-s-s-sister, this isn’t a dream, right?”
“It’s not a dream.”
Seeing Jung-yeon so happy was nice, but I couldn’t help wondering what Baek Hee-an was up to by getting his number like that.
‘Is he trying to turn Kim Jung-yeon into a spy to monitor my movements?’
That had to be it.
“Hey. I’m the one who introduced you to Baek Hee-an. If he asks you anything strange, don’t tell him right away—contact me first.”
“…I don’t think I can do that.”
“What do you mean?”
“How could I ignore Hunter Baek Hee-an’s request! If he tells me not to say anything to you, I’ll say yes! I will! Unlike my sister who has such an incredible charm, I’m just an ordinary citizen… huh?”
The eternally ungrateful Kim Jung-yeon trailed off and froze.
“Outside…”
“?”
His gaze shifted toward the alley beyond the convenience store’s glass window.
I turned my head to look outside as well.
An ordinary afternoon.
I scanned the surroundings carefully, wondering if Baek Hee-an was lingering instead of leaving, but nothing particularly caught my eye.
“What is it?”
“I thought I saw something glinting behind the electric pole just now.”
But I couldn’t see anything.
“Did you imagine it?”
“Hah. You were just trying to change the subject. If you want to ride in Baek Hee-an’s foreign car, get in his good graces. He told me I could drive his car around.”
Kim Jung-yeon’s eyes widened to their limit as he made a dolphin sound.
“Kyaaaah! R-really?!”
“Yeah.”
His face turned bright red in an instant from the excitement.
“S-s-sister! Just once! Just once, please!”
“Get in his good graces.”
“Understood! Your loyal servant!”
Easy.
I sold Baek Hee-an’s car, cutting off that bastard’s spying at the source.

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