The first to react before the frozen Dae-sik with a confused expression was the chat window.
[Mollru, why are you here?]
[Teacher, what are you doing here?]
[No way, I told you to start the stream, and you’re making a nuisance in someone else’s room.]
[You should have at least shown some sincerity by using a secondary account.]
[Mollru is so horrified by Dae-sik’s skills that she can’t help but curse in the chat;;]
[Mollru, start the stream@@@@]
The reactions are hot.
I didn’t expect to receive this much attention, and I’m embarrassed to the point where I want to hide in a mouse hole.
It’s all because of Dae-sik not reading my chat earlier.
Dae-sik, stuttering like a broken machine.
I felt a bit resentful toward him, so I typed in the chat bluntly.
Mollru: 1v1 ㄱ?
“Wait, are you really Mollru? The one I faced three times in a row?”
Mollru: Yes
Dae-sik seemed a bit hesitant at the immediate reply and asked.
“…Did you target me on purpose?”
Mollru: No, I just happened to meet you because we were in similar ranks.
“Three times in a row? Just against me?”
Mollru: It must be a coincidence. I was surprised too.
However, it wasn’t that the viewers, including Dae-sik, believed her.
[Info) Mollru has a history of targeting Su Ah endlessly]
[Ah lol, is it Dae-sik this time? What did Dae-sik do!]
[Wow, top player Oh Dae-sik]
[As expected, the champion of the Men’s World Cup, Oh Dae-sik ㄷㄷ]
[King of the subs, Oh Dae-sik! King of the subs, Oh Dae-sik! King of the subs, Oh Dae-sik!]
[Hehe… Sister, please target me too, hehehe… Sister, please target me too]
Mollru: What would I gain by targeting Dae-sik? I was just curious because you kept matching in the stream.
“Yeah, I guess? You didn’t seem like you were playing for fun, so it must not be you, guys. Hey, stop spamming.”
Mollru: So, when are we doing the 1v1? I have a custom room open.
“Uh, are you really going to do it? Mollru is a Challenger, and I’m a Master.”
Mollru: I’m not a Challenger, Dae-sik. We matched in the same queue, so how can I be a Challenger?
“You have a main account, right? How could you be a Master with that skill?”
Mollru: This is my main account. Besides, weren’t you the one who said you were confident enough to challenge me? I don’t want to get IP banned either. Please join quickly.
“No, that’s not it. It’s not like that. Ugh…”
Dae-sik looked crumpled.
He doesn’t know what to do with the words he just blurted out.
Suddenly, he started tugging at his hair and opened his eyes wide.
“Wait, but thinking about it, this is unfair. Why am I in a panic? I haven’t done anything wrong!”
He flailed his arms dramatically, trying to express his grievance.
“It’s because you’re typing like that. Who told you to throw around baseless accusations like that? Even our family’s dog would play better than you! What is this chat?”
Mollru: I thought if I typed nicely, Dae-sik wouldn’t read it…
“Does that mean you can type like that? And what’s with this strange baseless advice? ‘Oh, I just dodged that skill with a side move, rolled to skip the attack, and if I deal damage, I win. How could you not do that?’ Who can do that in a 3v1 situation?”
Mollru: That wasn’t a baseless accusation. If I really did that, I would’ve saved the replay.
“I can’t do that! I’m not like the teacher! Just because you can do it doesn’t mean everyone else can do it!”
Dae-sik, bursting with excitement, raised his voice in a hurried manner, breathing heavily.
After waiting for his breathing to stabilize, I spoke up.
Mollru: I’m sorry. I just wanted to see Dae-sik do well… I wanted to see you hit Grandmaster too. I guess I was too greedy.
As I suddenly lowered my head, Dae-sik became visibly flustered.
“Wait, if you say it like that… No, I’m the one who should be sorry. Um, should we talk about something else? You wanted to see me reach Grandmaster—what does that mean?”
Maybe after venting his frustration, Dae-sik was able to think rationally.
He must have realized that the situation looked a little strange.
A strong man berating a delicate woman in a stream.
Dae-sik waved his hands, trying to wrap things up.
But I had no intention of letting that happen.
Mollru: I may not often catch your live streams, but I’ve been following your YouTube channel whenever I can. Today was the first time I saw your live stream, and as I watched, I noticed a lot of problems with your gameplay. So, I typed in the chat because I thought if you fixed those, you could hit Grandmaster.
Mollru: You’re being too harsh by cursing and getting angry…
Adding a cute emoticon of a character crying from the Switch as the finishing touch.
Public opinion instantly shifted to my side.
[Ah lol, so Mollru is Dae-sun, suddenly gaining massive support]
[What are you doing to Dae-sun, Dae-sik…?]
[Dae-sik has gone too far]
[Come on, even so, using ‘fck’ on a woman is a bit much]
[They all did it for you, Dae-sik]
[Is a man really that unable to hold back?]
[Oh Dae-sik/Namu Wiki/Debate]
[Hey, isn’t this just copying how Su Ah treated you?]
“Ah, no, that’s not it. I… I was wrong. Please, save me.”
Looking at the chaotic chat window, Dae-sik held his head.
Mollru: Come join the 1v1 ^^
“A tournament is being held?”
“Yes, they are organizing it on a larger scale this time for the Switch. It’s a friendly match between Eo War streamers, and there’s a pretty good prize pool.”
“The winning team gets 6,000.”
6,000. The number sent Su Ah’s mind racing.
Five players and one director.
Divided among six, that’s one million for each.
A million for winning a tournament.
On top of that, there’s also the potential for a ripple effect that comes from the tournament.
A tournament of this scale will definitely attract a large number of viewers.
There’s no reason not to participate in this tournament.
Streamer Su Ah.
On her day off from streaming, she was sitting in front of her computer, unlike her usual off days.
She was currently on a call through Discord with someone.
The person on the other end of the call was Jin-soo, one of the administrators of the Switch.
He was in charge of the official broadcasts on the official channel.
Someone she knew well was bringing forth intriguing information.
“The fact that the prize money is large for the first tournament means the organizers have high expectations.”
“If you do well from the start, the prize money will gradually increase. That would be beneficial for us and for the streamers too. Right now, we are reaching out to gather participants, but once it grows, it will shift to receiving direct support, right?”
Listening to Jin-soo’s words, it was clear this tournament wouldn’t be a one-off event.
And its first round starts in just two weeks.
If the tournament flourishes, it could solidify their place in the community.
“Right now, we’re thinking of conducting the semifinals with a total of four teams, which means we need 20 streamers in total. That’s quite a number.”
“But those 20 need to be not just skilled, but also somewhat well-known. Like you, Su Ah.”
“Oh, don’t say that.”
Summarizing Jin-soo’s words, it boils down to the fact that the more recognizable the figure, the better.
Their participation in the tournament would serve as a promotion for such an event.
They prefer streamers with a certain stature.
Knowing that Jin-soo, who is part of the organizing team, was considering Su Ah as that guaranteed draw, she found herself pleasantly surprised.
“I heard you just leveled up to Master? You’re not joking around. Naturally, you would be the top priority for recruitment.”
Jin-soo wasn’t one to speak lightly.
For him to evaluate her like this meant the organizers genuinely saw her that way.
Frequent exposure to the community had made Su Ah aware of how she was perceived.
She was seen as a high-tier female streamer with looks but little else.
This new achievement of becoming Master seems to have changed that perception.
“But the rules are a bit complicated. It won’t simply be about forming teams, but I think we’ll have to auction them.”
“Auction?”
“If we just gather only the best players, it wouldn’t be entertaining, right? Just randomly choosing people might lead to team imbalance.”
Su Ah nodded in agreement with that statement.
“A set number of points will be given to each team’s director. It could be 500 points or maybe 1,000. This is the base capital needed for the auction.”
“The directors will use that point total to buy players and create their unique teams. When a player is announced, the four directors will each spend their points to bid for that player. The player goes to the director who bids the highest points, and then it moves on to the next player up for auction.”
It’s literally an auction.
As Su Ah pictured the scene in her mind, she spoke.
“Points will likely be spent more on higher-tier players.”
“Not necessarily. If you spend all the points on one player, you’ll have to make your team from players that didn’t get picked—those left out in the auction.”
“Oh, I understand. So, the key will be to wisely distribute the points to build a balanced team.”
It’s a strategic setup.
It seems the organizers put some thought into it.
“Yes, the team’s color will be determined by the director’s decisions. Will it be a one-man team that pours all points into a 1-tier player, or will it be a balanced team where points are distributed evenly?”
That sounds fun, Su Ah thought.
“So, right now we’re asking streamers one by one if they’re willing to participate. Do you have anyone you would recommend?”
“Um…”
Su Ah reflected on the conditions Jin-soo mentioned earlier.
Promotional impact over skill.
If they have skill, it’s a bonus, but not a necessity.
They need someone who can generate excitement for the tournament itself.
The more recognized and reputable the person is, the better.
And since it’s an official broadcast, there shouldn’t be any controversy.
As she pondered, a certain person’s name crossed Su Ah’s mind.
Somehow, it seems to fit the bill perfectly.
As she thought of the right candidate, Su Ah spoke up.
“I have someone in mind. A perfect match for the tournament.”
*
“Dae-sik, you can’t use the roll like that. I’ve told you several times.”
“Dae-sik, you can reach Grandmaster! Just do what I said.”
“Oh, that was good just now. But focusing on movement messed up my skill shots. You have to focus on both.”
“If you’re going to play All Weapons, at this level of proficiency, you can’t.”
“Since we’re already doing the 1v1, I’ll teach you in detail. I’ve been really frustrated watching you play.”
“What? You’re quitting because it’s hard? How long have you even been practicing? Stop overreacting. I know how much stamina you have.”
“Can we try it just once more like before?”
