I Became a Malicious Streamer

Chapter 82



The showdown with my Chinese friend ended unexpectedly bland.

She wasn’t as formidable as she boldly challenged me.

“What is this, you’re terrible.”

Huh~? Terrible?

Aw, Mollru’s a bold one!

I’m jealous of the Chinese!

Isn’t it the teacher who’s just good?

For real, why is she good?

VR plays differently too, but she got smashed!

I was also objectively aware of the reason for my victory.

It was purely due to Ji-eun’s outrageous physical prowess.

A natural sense that could perceive time in frame units divided down to the millisecond.

Intuition predicting how to move the mouse so my cursor would move just the way I want.

On top of that, every pin’s trajectory was visible in detail, making it impossible not to score a spare, even if I missed a strike.

If this had happened back in the day, I might have felt guilty and embarrassed about winning with such an unfair body.

But not now.

Because Ji-eun is me, and I am Ji-eun.

What’s the problem if I want to utilize my body well?

If you have a problem, why don’t you just be reborn!

Same thought process.

-*%@!_

My Chinese friend didn’t seem ready to accept defeat.

“One more game? One more game?”

Admittedly, it would be disappointing to end here.

She was quite skilled too, and the score difference wasn’t that big.

She even scored strikes back to back without missing a spare.

There was nothing particularly wrong with her play.

I was just better than her.

Her avatar swayed back and forth, glancing between the scoreboard and me.

Just that alone made me feel dizzy.

-Yes, yes. One more. One more game! @:?%_

“You can speak English?”

Looks like English just comes out when it’s time! Haha!

She’s in a rush, afraid I won’t give her another round!

Could it be cute?

Politeness mode on!

She was so eager that she stammered in her clumsy English asking for another game.

Honestly, if I wanted to, I could just say “You suck” and run away.

There’s nothing more infuriating than a rival who can’t accept a loss and doesn’t want a rematch.

But that would be too cruel.

I’m not that cold-hearted.

“Let’s get it, bro.”

@$#@

Thus began another game, initiated by my sore loser of a Chinese friend.

The subsequent game also ended in another smooth victory for me.

“This is absurd!”

Lin Xiao Mei slammed her desk.

Usually, the viewers who would condemn such aggressive behavior were now on the same page.

Something absolutely ridiculous happened.

She really is amazing.

Isn’t that a bug? It has to be.

Was there a hack in VR World?

But there was no lag at all, and her avatar moved just fine.

Maybe that person is just skilled? I don’t think Xiao Mei did poorly at all.

Oh, Xiao Mei, you don’t have the qualification as our Chinese people!

You’re dismissed!

The teacher is disappointed.

While the viewers were analyzing her defeat and teasing her, Xiao Mei had no time to spare for any of it.

She lost, lost again, and then lost some more.

After a triple defeat in bowling, she continued to get crushed in billiards, table tennis, darts, basketball—every sport she could think of.

Can this even be real?

She had never lost in the mini-games of VR World until now.

Though there were times she let slip a round, it was rare.

This overwhelming defeat was something new.

That person must be an EOW ranker; it makes sense now.

“EOW?”

To Xiao Mei, EOW was just a name she had heard, one she had never played.

Some hyper FPS game or whatever.

It was mega-hit, with fellow streamers playing hard and recommending it to her,

But it looked dizzying and chaotic, definitely not her style, so she never touched it.

So what if they were an EOW ranker?

Just being a ranker in that game didn’t mean they could run wild in VR World.

Yet the viewers seemed to have a different opinion.

The fact that this user Mollru was an EOW ranker seemed to validate her exceptional skills, and they began to acknowledge her.

Xiao Mei, that person says you’re terrible!

It’s true; go into the stream and turn on the translator!

What a humiliation…

The shame of the country!

“Ugh…”

But the humiliation was still humiliation.

Xiao Mei gritted her teeth.

She never expected to hear the words she herself often tossed around directed back at her.

Yet the sad fact was she couldn’t deny it.

There was only one way to recover the situation.

Although it hurt her pride immensely, she had already crossed the river she couldn’t return from.

What would change if she bent again here?

She squeezed her eyes shut and spoke with a trembling voice.

“One, one more game. Please…”

“Why are you doing this, over and over? So petty.”

Her Chinese friend grabbed my pant leg, begging me not to go.

After a few long hours of gaming together, we’d grown fond of each other.

But aside from that, her competitiveness was unreal.

Now it seemed like more than just competitiveness; it was downright stubbornness.

NO. no!! ##%#$@

Having played together, she had become quite the native speaker.

She must have realized I reacted more sensitively to English than Chinese.

Teacher Mollru, pretty amazing!

How to turn a Chinese person into an American;

Turns out casual conversation really boosts foreign language skills!

That was quite the entertaining streaming angle too.

If I uploaded it to YouTube, it would surely garner a significant number of views.

Of course, I’d need this Chinese friend’s consent for that.

“This time, I definitely have to go, I’m really leaving now.”

Plans had totally gone off track.

I had originally intended to do a peaceful exploration stream today, never expecting to get into such sweaty earnest competition.

It was fun and not a bad experience, but still, that could only be done once or twice.

Continuing to linger over a finished game would be pointless and just plain unappealing.

So now, I really wanted to conclude my duel with this Chinese friend and leave my seat.

#^#^#@…

“Wait, are you crying?”

The initially bright voice had faded, replaced by an overly dejected one with intermittent sniffles.

This was another unexpected situation.

I’ve seen this scenario before…

Mollru, is that you again?!

Teacher, you really are consistent!

Your unyielding spirit is admirable!

Professional juice extractor at your service!

I’ll serve it up nice!

!@!_:?;

My Chinese friend muttered something while sniffing.

She seemed to have something she wanted to say.

“What are you saying?”

I hoped a translator might magically appear in the chat.

But perhaps time had passed too long, for no translator showed up.

“Oh, haha, if you want to talk, use English!”

For real, she’s still out of it.

Teacher, should we hit her one more time?

If you don’t know, you should get hit!

Collective madness is happening here!

It’ll be until I get a TOEIC score of 700!

I have a TOEIC score of 650, haha!

Scary!

“Where did you learn such bad words?”

? You!

“Don’t speak that to me!”

Who else? I’m the room master!

Daesik and Sua went wild and left me hanging!

I’m going to throw in a washing machine!

“That was a mutual consent 1-on-1 coaching session, okay? I’m not that kind of person.”

I sensed it; my viewers had a bit of a sadistic side.

It was said that streamers resemble their chat room, but come on, I can’t be that barbaric, can I?

I needed to resolve this situation first.

I approached my weeping Chinese friend.

It struck me I hadn’t even learned her name after playing together for hours.

What is this even?

“Name.”

@:?!%?

“Name.”

I wanted her to tell me her name.

Name. Right?

Teacher, are you a gangster?

“Ha, would I tell you?

Despite the viewers’ teasing, I managed to learn her name.

“Lin, Lin Xiao Mei.”

“Is that right?”

She nodded in agreement.

I gently spoke to her like soothing a pet.

“Lin, I can’t stay today, but I’ll come back later. I sent you a friend request, so accept it, and let’s play again next time, okay?”

Teacher, but can she even understand that long sentence?

Right, the nuance might have gotten through, but understanding the full meaning was probably a stretch for Lin.

So, I had to flap my arms and trot out my broken English once more.

“We are friends. Today over. But next time game together, okay?”

How pathetic could I sound?

I should have studied English a bit.

But somehow, it seemed like the meaning got across.

Friends?

“Yes.”

Friends, friends. Okay.

It looked like Lin’s avatar understood and nodded.

As she accepted my friend request, she waved goodbye to me.

Despite how it went down, the result wasn’t too bad.

Feeling relieved, I logged off VR World while simultaneously getting ready to end my stream.

The chat was buzzing about Lin, whom I had just met.

As I read the comments, I tilted my head in confusion.

What’s with all this sweetness?

This trickster doesn’t discriminate between genders, be careful!

As long as it tastes good, it’s fine!

Now even the Chinese… Mollru’s grasp is spreading worldwide!

I’m just scared. Mollru!!

What on earth were these people saying?



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