[TS] Malicious Sniper

The Wandering Swordsman, who was streaming, suddenly felt a chill.

Shiver…

Even though the heating was on, it felt like everything around was freezing.

The Wandering Swordsman picked Yasuo and checked the heating status.

Brrr…

The heating was functioning normally.

So why the hell was it so cold?

Shifting his gaze back to the screen, the Wandering Swordsman witnessed his opponent picking Yone.

At this moment, in this time frame, there was only one person playing Yone.

[Yone? Yone? Yone?]

[Is that Barcode?]

[Streamer Barcode, turn on the broadcast! Streamer Barcode, turn on the broadcast! Streamer Barcode, turn on the broadcast!]

[Seriously… it’s not like I’m the only one chatting here…]

[Chat’s about to explode, lol!]

Dizzy, dizzy…

[But is it really Barcode?]

Heh… Barcode…

With the appearance of Yone, who was thought to be Barcode, the atmosphere in the chatroom heated up.

However, the chill the Wandering Swordsman felt only intensified.

Why was he feeling this cold?

Especially while looking at Yone, who he suspected was Barcode.

Maybe he had caught a cold; the Wandering Swordsman worried seriously about his condition and thought about visiting a hospital after the stream.

[Oh? Barcode is live!]

*

In a fit of frustration, he did turn on the broadcast.

[Why did you just end the stream yesterday? Why did you just end the stream yesterday? Why did you just end the stream yesterday?]

[Streamer Barcode, apologize! Streamer Barcode, apologize! Streamer Barcode, apologize!]

[Sis, do you want to see me going crazy? Sis, do you want to see me going crazy?]

Heh… Sis… Heh… Sis… Heh… Sis…

Knock, knock, knock – unlock the camera…

Knock, knock, knock – unlock the camera…

Knock, knock, knock – unlock the camera…

Looking at the spam-filled chatroom, he felt dizzy.

Was it because of the influx of trolls due to his collab with Curry?

The chat was moving so fast that he couldn’t even read what was being said.

He tried to ignore it and matched the game screen to the stream.

He intended to suppress the chaos by ignoring it, but like a candle flickering out, the heat in the chatroom didn’t cool, escalating further.

The heat concentrated so much that the stream itself began to lag, not just the chat.

Buffering…

“Please stop spamming. If it continues, the stream will crash.”

[Everyone, stop spamming-!!]

[Stop spamming!]

Heh… please step on it… stop spamming!

[Stop spamming!]

Seriously dizzy in this chat, lol!

[0 squad, assembly complete!]

[Is this a new prison?]

[Stop spamming!]

With a single comment, the once-chaotic chatroom became orderly.

Well, in a normal situation, trolls would never listen to me.

But once the chat was somewhat organized, I displayed the in-game screen.

[Wow, look at the opponent’s lineup!]

[Wandering Swordsman, beefed-up, got premium tools!]

[Who’s the premium tool?]

[Don’t you know the final tool wiped out by some prince’s personality?]

[The spoon is that prince, lol!]

Alongside the Wandering Swordsman, various famous names from the celestial realm caught his eye.

Determined not to make the same mistake as yesterday, he fixed the camera on his keyboard.

He noisily tapped the keyboard to loosen up his fingers.

Clack, clack, clack…

[Ah, sounds good]

[That keyboard’s got a nice blap]

[I’d accept a slap from Barcode too]

[What are you saying, soup-bro?]

[Commentary: Wandering Swordsman in focused gaming mode!]

Shoo away those pigeons!!

[Commentary: Nah… I’m done…]*

Once again, as the chatroom vibed with anticipation for a brawl, he regretted his choices.

Had he known this would happen, he should have found a manager to moderate the chat.

But since the stream was started already, he had no choice but to manage within his limits today.

While thinking that, he noticed a message in the chat getting deleted.

Only a manager could delete another’s chat, aside from him.

While he didn’t yet have an official manager, there were two managers from Curry’s stream who had worked for free yesterday.

“Are you there, Manager?”

He asked the manager in the chatroom for confirmation.

Before long, a message came up under the Curry manager’s nickname.

Confirming the manager’s presence, he gave a thumbs-up to the camera and focused back on the game.

Originally, he had to manage the chat while gaming, but with a manager, it was no longer necessary.

As the one overseeing the chaos, the manager would cut off the boundary-pushing messages accordingly.

With that trust, he concentrated on the game, not the stream.

The old Wandering Swordsman could win even without focus, but now he needed to concentrate to win as Yasuo had grown immensely.

Since the wager, the Wandering Swordsman’s scores had skyrocketed, so he knew it was true.

Most importantly, he was under the impression that he might become a team with Curry, as she had proposed it.

Having decided to target Curry in the tournament, he was destined to meet the Wandering Swordsman again in the contest.

Thus, he had to approach the game with the mindset of a player preparing for the tournament.

Of course, there would be those who raised eyebrows at a blatant targeting stream.

But since he previously allowed targeting, there were no issues for him.

As various thoughts crossed his mind, the minions reached the lane and he focused back on gaming.

*

Kim Jihye, working as a cleaner, learned various facts about her mistress.

It seemed that aside from the private room on the second floor and the living room filled with exercise equipment, her mistress never used any other part of the residence.

From the accumulation of takeout leftovers piled up, it was clear her mistress didn’t bother to cook.

Moreover, the shoes in the shoe cabinet were all the same size, indicating that a single person lived in this spacious place.

Having uncovered these details naturally while working, Kim Jihye tried not to think too much about it but couldn’t help but wonder who her mistress really was.

Could she be working in stocks or real estate?

Considering she spent all day in her room, she might even work in the hot field of cryptocurrency!

Or maybe she’s a hidden love child of some chaebol… Nah, that’s too far-fetched, isn’t it?

As Kim Jihye finished cleaning, she was drawn to the apple she had brought.

It might seem unnecessary, but she worried about her mistress’s health, who only ate fast food.

Naturally, it seemed her mistress exercised often, but living solely on fast food was still not healthy.

Known as the goodwill fairy back in school, she couldn’t resist her nature and decided to peel the apple nicely.

Leaving a little skin on for aesthetic appeal, she arranged it neatly on a plate.

With the plate in hand, Kim Jihye went upstairs and knocked on the firmly closed door.

Knock, knock, knock…

Three knocks, a rule of thumb, followed by waiting.

Holding the plate with apples, she wondered how long she should wait.

The door finally opened, revealing an unbelievably beautiful mistress who walked out.

The first thing that caught her eye was the perfect legs on display from wearing hot pants.

Entranced by such an extraordinary figure, Kim Jihye couldn’t help but admire.

Her mistress wore only a white sleeveless top with a navy cardigan, yet her outfit seemed perfect.

They say a face completes a fashion statement…!

Where is the fairness in a world like this?

“What can I do for you?”

“Uh, well, I… I peeled an apple nicely. Would you like to have some?”

Taken aback, Kim Jihye blurted out something nonsensical.

She immediately regretted her words, cursing her previous self for sounding so strange.

What kind of person asks, “Would you like to eat some beautifully peeled apple?”

Anyone would find that suspicious and odd.

If someone were overly suspicious, they might think she’d laced the apple with something.

Kim Jihye felt uneasy as she observed her mistress standing in silence.

What to do, what to do, what to do…

Would she end up being suspected and dragged off somewhere?

Kim Jihye assessed her current situation as objectively as she could.

A mistress living alone in a vast house, frequently ordering takeout—seems a bit sketchy.

And here she was, irritating the unknowable mistress with her overzealous concern.

The two of them were the only ones in this house.

Then, as Kim Jihye’s imagination ran wild.

“Thank you.”

Her mistress casually accepted the plate of apples and closed the door.

“Haa… Haa…”

Kim Jihye quickly exhaled the breath she’d been holding due to her tension.

While calming her breathing, she softly thought to herself.

At least she seems to be a nice person.

How did I come to that conclusion?

Kim Jihye, resolving herself to peel apples for her kind mistress again in the future, left the residence.

*

Entering the room again with the plate of apples, I couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Seeing the cleaner tense and stumbling over her words was quite adorable.

Surprisingly, the way she peeled the apples beautifully was a major highlight.

Hehe, cute!

Crunch, crunch…

Eating the neatly sliced apples, I waited for the time to pass.

Soon it would be Curry’s broadcast time, and I needed to review stream-related information.

I needed to complete 50 hours to enter the Platform Tournament, and I couldn’t afford to get interrupted before that.

I really need to find a manager.

One of the two managers from Curry’s stream had been single-handedly managing the chat.

But after about five hours of streaming today, I realized one manager couldn’t handle the chat perfectly.

After all, there was only one manager, but there were tens of thousands of viewers tuning in.

As I scanned through various streaming knowledge to pass the time, Curry’s stream finally started.

Curry, who had conducted the content “Meet the Master” through a collab with me yesterday, looked very tired.

Especially since it seemed she hadn’t slept well, dark circles under her eyes were quite pitiful.

[Ka-ha]

[Ka-ha]

[Ka-ha~ You seem off today]

[Did something happen?]

[Well, we did have that thing yesterday, lol]

[The bullying incident, lol!]

“Hello, everyone…”

Curry greeted her viewers with lower energy than usual.

Chat messages expressing concern for Curry flooded the screen, though none suggested she end the stream.

“Ah, you’re wondering why I’m like this? It’s nothing major. We had a 14-hour meeting with the editors… Yawn~”

Curry stretched and yawned.

Her silly appearance filled the chat with laughter.

What a talent to make people laugh even in low-energy states!

Honestly, if yesterday’s collab was tough for me, just shake your heads!

[We can see Barcode’s face now, right?]

[Barcode is a goddess, for real.]

[Curry enjoyed herself alone, huh?]

Shit, Curry’s a scamming bastard!

“No, why would I be a scamming bastard? I’m also a victim!”

As the chat called Curry a scammer, she protested her innocence.

Could it be that a lot was weighing on her from the collab yesterday?

Once she began talking, Curry had a lot to say.

“Yesterday, I felt dizzy the entire broadcast, and even in part 2, I felt dizzy. I’ve never taken headache medicine to stream before, you know?”

I almost said it was all thanks to that person!

“But yeah, it’s true that I was tired from the editing meeting, but honestly, the collab was harder. Seriously.”

{zxcv1234 donated 100,000 won.}

Did I really upset you that much…? I’m sorry… sniff…

“Aigo, zxcv12… Wait a moment. That ID sounds familiar…”

[Barcode is here!]

[The master is here!]

[Oh dear, Curryn went off in behind-the-scenes chit-chat, lol.]

[Me?]

[Rock!]

[Me?]

[Rock!]

[How could someone like you make a girl cry, Curry?]

I’m genuinely disappointed, Curry!

[Seriously, cut it out!]

Curry stared blankly at the chatroom that had suddenly been bombed with messages.

Before long, her temper flared, and she clutched her neck and collapsed.

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