Former Hero Streamer – Chapter 185

Uh, what the heck is this situation…

Ppaeppaen, rolling her eyes, was sweating bullets as she busily stole glances at Bichisehee and Ordinary A.

It was a terrible situation where she couldn’t even cosplay as a doll because she was already soaring in the air.

As they awkwardly floated around crossing glances, Ppaeppaen, unable to hold back any longer, raised her hand.

“Ah, hug me.”

Deafmut, if she naturally cuddled up, she’d probably be pampered cutely. Let’s just shrug it off like that.

Just as she was about to float down into Eonha’s embrace and bury her face between her ample cleavage,

“Kaek!”

A pulling force yanked her back, snapping her neck as she got caught like a squished fly in a flood of hands.

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“Bichisehee, I’m really struggling. Can we stop now?”

“Stay like that. If not, I’ll make it even worse for you.”

“Teng…”

With just her wings touching the ground, I stretched all my limbs into the air, ready to serve punishment, feeling like I was about to lose my mind.

I tried an upgraded version of PT 8, twisting my whole body, and the effects were certainly noticeable.

Well, the basic model was notoriously notorious to begin with.

By the way…

“You managed to open the dimensional portal.”

“Yes, Bichisehee. Being here weakens the world’s unfairness.”

Right, in this house, both Ahjin and everyone else are living well without curses thanks to that power.

I sensed the Demon King’s presence inside the house, which is why I rushed over looking like this.

After trying 182 times, I finally succeeded; what’s the point in showing my face so casually?

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Seeing the reckless behavior was quite…

I decided to ignore it and turned my gaze towards Eonha, who couldn’t handle excessive information.

Her look of deep contemplation hinted at how confused she must be right now.

With no way to back out now, what could I do? I just spoke my mind clearly.

It truly was Ppaeppaen’s troll behavior that forced me out of the closet. Honestly, it didn’t feel pleasant at all.

But spilled water and time that has flowed can neither be brought back nor picked up.

Even for a hero, that was impossible.

“So, to sum up what my sister said, is this it?”

Eonha, having finished organizing her mental disk, raised her head.

“First, my sister was summoned to this world and became a hero, then returned. There are other heroes besides her. They are currently living in this house. And…”

“Eonha, you might also be a hero… maybe?”

“Ah.”

Her bewildered expression even after summarizing was quite the sight.

“What I’m going through now is likely because my soul is under the Demon King’s control, right?”

“Exactly. We’ve provided emergency measures for now.”

“Ah, wait a sec. Just organizing everything is making me dizzy. I heard from my family that I was missing for several months, but I have no memory of it. No way I was in another world at that time?”

“Based on the circumstances, it seems likely.”

“Ah, I see.”

She shook her head, but her expression was frankly honest.

‘Am I really happy about this?’


Am I really a hero in this world while being a professional gamer in reality?’ It feels like I’m just imagining it.

The slight upturn of her lips trembled, revealing her unable to suppress her joy and delight.

“Hehe, I see. My sister was a hero, and now I’m a hero too. Hehe. Oh, I’m sorry. It’s just such an incredible thing.”

“Still, you believe me.”

“Yeah. Especially after that light from you earlier. I saw that monster too. Amazing as it is, I want to believe. Yeah, I can trust what my sister says.”

“…….”

If she says it like that, I couldn’t ask for more.

“I can’t really say anything about how your body is right now, but I’ll try my best. Just to be safe, come visit at least once a month.”

“Like before?”

“Yeah, it’s temporary, so you need to keep getting refills.”

“Alright. I think I can manage that.”

“…….”

While it would be difficult to grasp everything, at least she seemed to have understood the essentials.

Once the discussion wrapped up, Eonha said she had to head back to her place and got up. Even now, it was clear she had pushed herself too much to leave.

“Well then, I’ll see you later, sis. Sorry for dropping in suddenly.”

“No, if it’s hard, just come and talk anytime. I’m fine with it.”

“Yeah, bye-bye.”

As she bid farewell and the elevator doors closed, I was finally able to put on the forced smile I had shown Eonha.

Because…

“Isn’t that a ticking time bomb? Bichisehee?”

“Ppaeppaen, does punishment not apply to you?”

“Teng…”

Leaving Ppaeppaen behind, who resumed her PT 8 position supported by her wings, I returned to my spot.

Although Eonha accepted it satisfactorily, I wasn’t really in an optimistic state.

The curses of the heroes I had met until now were like a sandcastle hastily built just before death. Thus, they were relatively easy to deal with.

On the contrary, Eonha’s situation was extremely well-crafted. A heap caught up in being a soul under a pledge.

The Demon King who defeated the hero, devoured that hero, and forcibly returned the empty shell to Earth had only one answer.

‘They plan to descend upon Earth using the hero’s body as a vessel.’

Right now, Eonha was acting like a GPS receiver for the Demon King, giving them the coordinates of Earth.

If the power needed for dimensional leap was gathered, the Demon King would descend in the Hero’s flesh.

“The Demon King’s descent upon Earth.”

Pressing my temples, my spirit sparked, but it was undoubtedly a troublesome situation.

Based on measurements using the powers of Dayoung, Ahjin, Yuli, and Jihye, the Demon King would normally be weakened due to the unfairness of the world.

However, if they had increased their power by consuming ‘Hero Eonha,’ it was a completely different story.

I knew well how powerful the ‘evil-tainted hero’ could become from my past battles with previous heroes, making it clear that it wasn’t a simple one plus one effect.

At this point, the forces of modern civilization would hardly manage it, meaning I would have to step in.

The problem was how to explain the pain Eonha was going to go through during that descent.

‘Don’t whine and just go through it! I’ll save you later!’ would be absurd to say.

This is an outrageous situation.

—

Eonha had entered the elevator.


A quiet space.


In a disconnect where nothing could disturb her but the faint whirring of machines.

For a moment, she was disconnected from everything around her, replaying the conversation from earlier.

“Hmm….”


She rubbed her throbbing temples.


Was it still hard to comprehend, or was it impossible to interpret with existing memories accumulated?


However, since it wasn’t an unpleasant or desperate negative emotion, Eonha’s complexion remained bright.

Compared to how she felt when first entering this house, one might even say she had shed her cocoon.


Like a soul-less dead person, moving weakly like a character from a Soul Warfare game just before the thread snaps.

‘Sis.’

Even trying to call her out with strength in her voice, the call that lingered in her heart couldn’t leap out of her mouth and faded within her body.

Good. Without needing to pour out all the emotions packed into the word sister, it felt like she had preserved them inside her body, bringing a smile to her face.


Usually, when there’s a frustrating moment, one might struggle to say something; it was interesting to realize the opposite could happen too.

Even now, the memories of her sister continuously lingered in her mind.


‘Sis… is a hero.’

The cool image of her wearing armor and fluttering a cape from the game flashed before her eyes.


The version of her sister shaped by reality appeared even more magnificent, holy, and powerful than the one she’d seen in virtual reality.

What had been scanned in virtual reality, the images seen in games could be likened to fireflies before the sun.

‘Though I can’t speak it, it makes sense.’

The confession that her sister was a hero was still hard to accept, but she understood why her sister had displayed such overwhelming physical capability.


Because she really wasn’t an ordinary person.

‘All the questions I had until now have been resolved.’

The queries raised while watching her sister’s broadcasts and playing games together.


Even with extraordinary physical prowess, she had doubted whether it was beyond limits, and now those doubts were erased.

Her sister was a true hero, so it was only natural for her to be that strong.


Even the world’s top professional gamer and fully armed chaotic ones couldn’t match such strength.

-Ding.


The elevator door opened, having reached the first floor.


Eonha’s feet stopped on their own. Before her, someone was waiting.

Leaning against the wall, meeting her gaze with a calm expression was a girl with a cute bob cut that brushed against her shoulder.


A friend of Sehee, who goes by the nickname Streamer Poming.


It was Park Dayoung.

“Long time no see.”


It all started with her first step forward.


“Oh, right.”


A slightly awkward greeting exchanged. They weren’t on intimate terms.


It was only because of the bridge called sister that they met, rendering the atmosphere uncomfortably strange.

“It seems like you came all the way here because something difficult happened…”


“What do you want to say?”


“Um, well. It’s not much.”


Looking uncomfortable, she averted her gaze and fiddled with her nose.


“I don’t know what happened, but if you’re going through something tough, you can tell me too. I might not be able to help, but I’m here to listen.”


“Uh…?”


Dayoung, caught off guard seeing Eonha’s surprised reaction, scrambled to explain with a half-hearted excuse.


“Ah, it’s just that my sister asked me to do something. Don’t misunderstand!”


Dayoung cast a conspicuous sly glance at Eonha.


“Well, even so… I don’t dislike you.”


Avoiding Eonha, whose eyes were round with surprise, she headed into the elevator.


“Um…”


“Huh?”

Eonha, who had been staring at Dayoung for a while, shook her head and said,


“Just, thank you.”

“Sure, see you next time.”

As the doors closed and she disappeared from view, a breath she had been holding burst out all at once.

“Are you also a hero? Is that why you’re with my sister?”

She tossed that unreachable question towards the closed elevator doors.


Though it fell into the void and faded away, it was a query she’d kept bottled up, only able to voice it now that she was alone in the empty hallway.

There seemed to still linger a vague sense of unfamiliarity about the mysterious existence of a hero, making her smile at her own situation.


And she began to understand why Park Dayoung had shown animosity the first time they met.


They shared a secret that nobody could know. Someone unknowing intervened in their world, so it must’ve been baffling for her.

As those thoughts raced through her head, she surveyed her surroundings.


A penthouse too wide and large for her sister to live alone.


Everyone living in this house, including Park Dayoung, must be like her sister.


Noble figures tied to the return of the hero, known only to the world.

“…….”


It would be a lie to say she wasn’t jealous.


But it was okay.


Thanks to the accident in the middle, she had openly unveiled such an important secret.


It felt more like she had gotten a step closer to her sister.

—Eonha, you’re one of us.


If what her sister said was true, there would come a moment when she could walk confidently beside them.


No matter what hardships and adversities she faced until then, a resolute determination was born within her.


As she distanced herself from Sehee’s house, Eonha’s shadow grew deeper, transforming into another form.


But as the crimson sky glowed like a sunset, what remained in her stride was only pride.

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