Former Hero Streamer – Chapter 128

[The Shocking Encounter]

“Hey, how was your sister?”

“Yeah, the real deal is even more amazing.”

yaSergei: “She arrived in a ridiculously sexy outfit, and the look is something else.”

“Damn, I’m so envious. Some people are struggling to even get to work.”

“Just wait until you see the clips later. The cam has actually been nerfed.”

[So, that appearance actually exists]

“I thought the avatars or cam appearances in SoWar were edited, but it turns out to be the opposite.”

“This is the first time I’ve seen someone in real life who can outshine their cam or avatar.”

“Pure amazement.”

“Yeah, she’s got some godly genetics.”

“KimKkaeTtulLak: For real, Friede’s family photo is just unfair. If Friede looks that good, the rest of the family must be stunning too, right?”

“SeSuDaeYa: She seems like the type who got only the primo genes from the typical Slavic-German mix.”

[Hello there. The room host is really gorgeous! ^^]

“I usually don’t watch outside broadcasts, but I came here because the host is so beautiful.”

“I’ve never seen anyone this pretty in my life.”

“Wishing you great success ahead, Friede. ^^”

“Newbie alert! Fresh newbie! ^o^”

“ZikGaTaBelTe: There are newbies coming in almost every day, and yet there’s a fuss. Tsk tsk.”

“IlGwangSoGeom: How did you end up here?”

“Late reply: I’m an STK fan, came here for the event, and Friede was super pretty. ^^”

[Friede Mom’s Breast Morphing Clip]

“Mom must have been wearing underwear, but how does she move like that?”

“Why does reality graph look like it’s bugging out?”

“TicklingMoAhPaSan: Some guy a while back said it was like an I-cup of love, and I thought it was nonsense… but damn, I want it now.”

“Late reply: Other models that are I-cups don’t have that vibe. They usually look droopy and kind of weird, but Friede Mom doesn’t look like that at all.”

“Hope5555: Hey! Even among I-cups, there are levels!”

“Late reply: Not just the breasts, let’s see her backside too. Totally a childbirth body.”

[??? : Just try not coming to the fan meeting]

(With all of STK players and streamers gathered at Friede’s fan meeting)

??? : “We could just join in anytime.”

“ZikGaTaBelTe: What the heck, LOL.”

“IlGwangSoGeom: Why are these guys here?”

“KimKkaeTtulLak: Ah, LOL, it’s more important to get Friede’s hug!”

Numerous posts were flooding various communities already.

Let’s just say it was an event for STK or Friede, hard to tell which took precedence.

His eyes were glued to the smartphone, swirling in emotions as his pupils quivered uncontrollably.

Why? Because it felt like his team’s event was completely overshadowed?

Nope. If it was Friede, he would wholeheartedly welcome any of that.

Yet, still feeling this anger… why?

Ah, yes, it was—

[The Host is Super Smooth]

“I’ve never encountered someone whose skin smells like peaches.”

“Definitely not perfume. It’s her natural scent.”

“Tonight felt totally worthwhile sneaking in without my wife.”

“Friede Mom! I shall follow you like a dog for life. ^^”

“Bark bark!”

“Hope5555: It’s like a dog now. Bring out the soybean paste! Hurry!”

“Late reply: No way! Woof! Woof!!!!”

“ToothpickGeneral: A true essence of the peach.”

“ZikGaTaBelTe: Does it squirt out peach juice when sucked?”

“Late reply: Her milk must taste like peaches, LOL.”

“Late reply: Where do you think you’re touching?”

“Shit!”

He clenched his teeth hard.

Since there was nowhere else to vent, he resorted to a timid bit of jaw clenching.

This wasn’t his usual temperament, but the fury of missing this heavenly opportunity was enough to trigger even his sweetest self into rage.

Right. This was called irresistible force.

If he had to stand back while such a reward lay before him, even a saint would turn into a beast.

A Friede hug, no less.

‘I heard it smells like peaches…’

Hearing the delighted expressions of those passing by, describing their excitement, the sweet man, the STK marketing director felt his blood boil.

“Friede could’ve been my sister.”

His whispers were so soft they could only echo back to his ears, yet within it contained more solid sentiment than ever.

To miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime big event like this!

If he were a normal, rabid fan, he would’ve buried his face in that cozy hug next to those lively folks.

But he couldn’t. As someone working for the organizing team, he had to maintain a formal stance here.

Ah, was that why? His throat was unbearably dry.

‘Taboo.’

Yes, this was a taboo. It crossed the line.

If he acted on the impulsive notion racing through his mind, it would bring no small disgrace upon his team.

He might even lose his job. But…

If he declared himself her sincere fan, didn’t he need this level of resolution?

He desperately wanted to attend the fan meeting.

*Snap!*

Slapping his cheek hard made the hot sting flush through his skin.

It was only then that he somewhat regained his senses, letting out a heavy sigh while shaking his head.

Trying to shake off the thoughts and inner turmoil swirling in his heart.

“Ha!”

He exhaled deeply, releasing every grumble within him, just as he was about to return to his work.

*Ding!*

A cheerful notification sound from his smartphone.

Wondering who it could be at this hour, he tilted his head to check the notification…

“Whoa?!”

A startled gasp escaped his lips.

* * *

“Wow!”

After the fan meeting wrapped, I stretched my arms energetically on the empty auditorium stage.

Energy surged into my stiff muscles from the repeated movements.

It felt quite nice, a tantalizing thrill… my entire body was buzzing.

Even just a one-second touch, going over a hundred people was no small feat.

While for them, it would be a one-time thing, I had to keep moving every single time they came up.

‘Every time they come up, I have to move…’

Ah, it felt like I had turned into some kind of bar hostess.

With Friede reigning as the ace of the industry, even thinking so made me laugh out loud.

“If fan meetings are like this, it’s practically labor!”

“Right? This labor doesn’t ever stop. I feel like we should keep online events to a minimum from now on.”

“If the fans heard that, the sky would fall, you know.”

“Pfft….”

“Hey, drink this. You haven’t eaten anything yet.”

Dahye handed me a can of coffee.

Oh right, besides a drink I had after the game, I hadn’t eaten a thing.

I only remembered the meal Yura had prepared for breakfast, now all I wanted was to rush home and eat something.

A person needs to eat to keep their strength. When full, all matters become easier, and the mind flows freely.

“Sis, at least the vlog turned out well… I think we could pull out over three videos from the segments.”

“So, is it over now?”

“What do you mean? We still have stuff left.”

Seeing Ajin shake her head firmly in denial sparked my curiosity.

What more did we need?

As my gaze fell upon her, Ajin boldly nodded and said,

“We should talk about our thoughts on the event while heading home, and let’s have a drink to spill some backstage gossip. Vlogs that mix such events have to be full course to give the right flavor.”

“Whoa. Can’t we skip that part?”

“…I understand it’s tough for you, but… I still want to see it through.”

So, does that mean I’m not off work yet?

Her bizarre obsession with this vlog, stubborn as she was, left me with no choice but to nod.

Alright, let’s think positively. Having more videos to upload means I can keep the streams comfortable until then.

It’s like building a stockpile. Based on the hard work now, everything will be easier later.

“Hehe, your entire day will be captured, and there’s so much to utilize. Plus, there are some awesome game moments. I won’t share the original with anyone. Hehe.”

“Hey, give me the original too.”

“What? What about you? You just hang out with BbaeBbae anyway.”

“Don’t bring BbaeBbae up. Just thinking about him makes my teeth grind.”

The original, huh.

Come to think of it, Ajin must have all the recordings that go up on my stream.

Maybe we could do some funding for a collection of Friede’s original videos later?

Doing unreleased or special edition videos for it might turn into quite the enjoyable event.

Well, let’s discuss that with both of them later.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Okay.”

“Yeah!”

Since they said there’s still filming left, let’s hurry home.

Yura would be waiting, and all three of us were starting to feel a bit hungry.

Just as I was readying to leave and pack up, a voice came from behind.

“Excuse me.”

There was another presence approaching from behind.

Thinking it was just a staff member, I ignored it, but as it got closer, I couldn’t help but turn around.

Standing in front of me was a middle-aged man wearing rimless glasses, giving off a slightly firm and sharp vibe.

“Nice to meet you, Friede.”

“Who are you?”

His stern face handed me a business card.

With a unique logo smoothed over, it was something familiar in my memory.

It was none other than the STK Gaming Team logo.

‘STK Gaming Team Marketing Director Hong Yongseong.’

Marketing Director?

What’s this about?

“I’m Hong Yunseong, the Marketing Director of the STK Gaming Team. You’d probably know me by this nickname.”

“…?”

What does that mean?

As we all exchanged confused looks over his words, he smiled brightly and introduced himself.

“I’m Sweet Man, the sweet guy! I’m your fan, though I might fall short.”

Sweet Man?

Who was that?

Though he introduced himself with quite the confidence, unfortunately, it didn’t ring a bell in my memory.

Honestly, I should have a couple of listeners desperately participating in my live broadcasts.

If I had resolved to pay close attention and remember, it might have stood out— but I had let it flow like water.

If anything, the nickname that stuck in my mind was more like ‘Golden Sun Frog’ from when BbaeBbae was causing chaos.

Then I heard—

“Ah!”

A gasp came from behind.

Turning around, Dahye seemed to realize something and pointed as she exclaimed,

“That soup-level broth that appears in your room!”

“…?”

How do you know about that?