Former Hero Streamer – Chapter 211

The surroundings were noisy, and it seemed like the ruckus started from the camera that had just passed by.

Thinking back, it was a déjà vu situation, so there wasn’t really a reason to react calmly like last time.

Unlike my unknown days, I had somewhat made a name for myself through broadcasting, so it was almost like sneaking around.

Therefore, the cameraman’s act of breaking that secrecy was honestly a bit unpleasant. What a bad guy.

This time, I had no intention to gesture and react, so I simply let my power flow and forcibly turned the camera away.

There was a slight commotion due to the sudden screen flip, but it quickly switched to the game footage through the sub camera.

There were probing gazes from all around, but what could I do? For now, I decided to focus on the game.

The game was like a train barreling towards a predetermined ending without any variables.

With the new weapons and skills introduced through the preseason, STK was riding the wave of their excellent skills to overwhelm the competition.

In contrast, the opposing team brought a standard style, using weapon picks that were conventional from the past.

Even their skills felt quite basic, to the point that without the team name, STK could be mistaken for a rookie team.

It seemed the newly added skills and weapons were sufficient to break the existing familiarity and offer fresh fun.

The dazzling team play of STK players displayed on the screen further intensified the freshness of the breeze.

Just as Warden unleashed a flashy sword strike with his prosthetic arm, the opposing team’s swordfighter, taken aback, hurriedly backstepped.

Was the shield in his hand just for decoration? Maybe it would have been better to carve a way through like sacrificing flesh to save bone. I pondered silently.

Of course, that player wasn’t me, and even if it were, I couldn’t say for sure if such equipment could win in a situation so tilted.

However, I felt a bit frustrated because the opposing team’s movements were terribly sluggish.

Perhaps they were being pressured by the combination of surprise strategy, skill, and execution.

And slightly… feeling my mouth dry, I took a long sip through the straw.

Why am I feeling like this? What’s got me all moody?

While asking myself, I kept my eyes glued to the screen as Eunha reappeared and brought things to a close.

In a rush to evade Warden’s attack, she launched a quick surprise. It was a clean play that made me feel envious.

Envious?

“Ah….”

Could this mood really be that? Should I call it jealousy, or rather the trickster’s contrarian spirit?

It reminded me of the time I broadcasted Zombie Route and teamed up with Ji-hwa.

And while fighting in Soul Warfare, there were memories of moments spent with Dayoung.

Being with outstanding teammates. The sense of fulfillment experienced while matching teamwork must be truly unique.

“It’s over.”

Like a gasp from Yuri, the game wrapped up as expected with STK’s victory.

All the players logged off, and the losing team slipped away behind the stage, leaving only the victors in the spotlight.

The following MVP segment was dominated by Eunha’s face.

* * *

A clean victory is always refreshing.

Eunha was satisfied with her performance showcased in this skill build. She had accomplished her determined goal of carrying today.

Her face appeared on the screen. She was selected as MVP based on an overwhelming kill score.

The MVP interview proceeded smoothly.

The main question was about her skill composition.

Did she perhaps base it on Friede’s play, which was known through internet broadcasts?

To that, Eunha confidently replied.

“Yes, I studied Sister Friede’s play. She’s the best in Soul Warfare, so I could learn enough for pro level.”

“Sister? Are you personally close with her?”

“Yes. I’ve been invited to her house a few times.”

— Ooo!

The audience’s admiration echoed heavily.

Her skill set, nicknamed Friede-style, harnessed Holy Sword and Supernova for speedy, powerful attacks responsible for the frontlines.

With extreme attack speed and chaotic style, it was a great match for Warden’s prosthetic arm.

Thus, with the collaboration created under tight conditions of research with Warden, the results were unexpectedly good.

Sister must be watching, right?

When I turned my head, Sister and her party were looking at me with bright expressions. That made my shoulders feel proud.

I received the MVP title on this pro stage, carrying your style forward.


I have the right to be alongside you, just like the girls next to me.

‘This is me.’

That feeling was expressed through my gaze, aiming at Sister.

Of course, being far away, I couldn’t fully convey all my inner thoughts with just my eyes… but I thought it didn’t matter.

The next formal Q&A marked the end of this league.


Even though the broadcast ended, as a Professional Gamer, I couldn’t leave the onsite fans hanging, so I proceeded to do personal interviews with the spectators from the stage.

It was like fan management done at the team level.

What followed was a fan meeting.

There were fans giving autographs, handshakes, and even gifts.


A female professional gamer, especially one with top-level beauty, was quite a rare case, so the lines of fans seemed endless.

While forcing a smile and responding to each fan’s cheers, I gradually felt unease creeping in.

Ah, this won’t do. This is taking too long.

Could it be that Sister would leave out of exhaustion from waiting?

At the very least, she wouldn’t just leave coldly without a word, surely she’d inform me via phone in advance.

Direct calls were tough, so she probably would message me instead. That’s why Eunha had her phone notifications set to maximum, but there were no alerts ringing in my ears throughout the long fan meeting.

The timing of the message from Friede or Sister Sehee came just as the fan meeting was wrapping up.

* * *

“Did you wait?”

Eunha, who seemed to have hurried over, took a breath and I greeted her with a soft smile.

“No, I was okay since I was with everyone. More importantly, congrats on the win.”

“Yay! How was I? Wasn’t I cool?”

“Yeah. You did well. You were amazing.”

“Hehe.”

Like a child wanting praise, she subtly leaned her head this way, and when I patted her head without thinking, she smiled widely.

She looked good, smiling through the tough times. However, for Eunha, this moment wouldn’t last long.

There wouldn’t be a chance to keep this good scene. Dayoung, who had been silently watching from the side, spoke up first.

“Hey, it’s not just you and Sister here.”

“Ah, you’re here too?”

Eunha glanced at Dayoung like an extra character, and Dayoung chuckled as if finding it amusing.

“You follow Sister’s play half-heartedly. I’ve seen you clinging to her back, but you can’t even reach her toes. Be careful before you end up ripping your pants.”

“Ha, you quieted down the magic spammers from afar.”

“Forget it. Sister is being such a brat, so we’re losing track of the timing. We should introduce each other since everyone’s here.”

Ah, right. I almost went off track.

Eunha and I introduced Ji-hwa and Yuri, who had been watching from behind with interest.

They were both Heroes living together in the Hero House now.


This filling sensation from completing the group one by one was truly heartwarming.

“Hi. Nice to meet you. I’m Ji-hwa Lee.”

“Hello. I’m Yuri Lee. Please call me comfortably.”

“Ah, um….”

Eunha, who seemed a bit shy, nodded and then formally greeted them.

“Nice to meet you. I’m STK Pro Gamer Lotus Eunha. As Sister said, I probably… was a Hero in the past.”

Eunha’s voice, saying she used to be a Hero, lacked confidence.

I understood. Everyone here had a clear sense of identity as Heroes. Those words meant she had succeeded in saving the world, while conversely, Eunha was a Hero who failed to do so.

Successful Heroes wouldn’t end up as marionettes to the Demon King.

Thus, to the slightly awkward Eunha, Ji-hwa took the initiative to speak kindly.

“I heard your story. It must have been tough, but you held on well. Here, Sehee will take care of things for you, so don’t worry.”

“Ah, yes… thank you. And thank you all for coming to watch. It really helped.”

As the atmosphere softened, brief self-stories of once being Heroes began to unfold.

After chatting for a while, Eunha was subtly glancing at me.


She kept stealing glances in such a blatant way that I involuntarily cocked my head.

What’s up with her?

“Oh, I think Eunha wants to say something.”

“Oho, Sehee is always popular. Well then, let’s make ourselves scarce.”

“Ugh, don’t push me!”

“Yeah, you are a total wuss, an absolute wuss of a Hero~.”

I intended to speak up first, but Yuri preempted me.


As everyone vacated the space, leaving just Eunha and me, she fidgeted nervously, closing her eyes tightly.

“Uh, hug me.”

Her face flushed red as she extended her arms out wide.

Suddenly?!