Chapter 10
Chapter 10
A Problem That Didn’t Even Need Thinking About
Streamer Taker’s “Filming” was a surprisingly long-running and well-established piece of content.
Diamond 4, where Taker currently resided.
The so-called Yeti Zone.
Every game that took place there was chaotic.
From Diamond gatekeepers grinding a thousand games every season, to account boosters, suspiciously high-winrate smurfs, and permanently angry trolls.
The lineup itself was never easy to deal with.
Sometimes even professional players got trapped there early in a new season before climbing quickly, which should explain well enough just how infamous this rank range was.
In short, it was a noisy place where incidents and accidents never stopped happening.
Almost like a slum district.
And because every kind of person gathered there, it was undeniably the perfect environment for filming content.
The fantastic collaboration between stream snipers and local players.
The strange chemistry created between them.
Stream snipers trying to make Taker lose no matter what.
Meanwhile, trolls on the enemy side randomly throwing games.
Every possible emotion existed within a single match.
That was why sometimes the content felt like comedy, sometimes a drama, and other times a movie.
And today’s filming seemed closer to a serious movie than a comedy.
An action movie.
Not some cheap B-grade film either, but a blockbuster deliberately crafted with care.
“....”
Standing silently in the center of that battlefield, Taker—Geonhee—held his breath.
It looked like a scene from war.
Mountains of corpses piled everywhere without distinction between allies and enemies.
Like a war correspondent, Geonhee carefully moved through the battlefield while holding his breath.
The kill log continued climbing in the top-right corner, and more corpses piled up.
Honestly, just from this scene alone, it looked more like a disaster movie than an action film.
But the reason the genre remained action instead of disaster—
Was because the one responsible for this massacre was Geonhee’s ally.
That’s right.
There was a monster on Geonhee’s team.
Though one unexpected thing about that monster was that she was far too beautiful to simply be called a monster.
A girl was dancing in the middle of the battlefield.
Whenever the twin-blade-wielding girl fluttered like she was performing a sword dance, the enemies rushing toward her lost their heads one by one.
Blood splattered everywhere.
It was, literally, a blood-soaked battle.
The pure white dress had long since lost its original color after being drenched in sticky blood.
Even the glass slippers she wore created wet splashing sounds and pools of blood every time she stepped.
The terrifying part was that almost none of the blood belonged to the girl herself.
It was all enemy blood splashed onto her body, creating that horrifying appearance.
And yet—
Her beauty remained completely untarnished.
Creating a strangely captivating feeling in those watching.
Beautiful, yet horrifying.
Like a single flower blooming upon a battlefield, simultaneously out of place and perfectly fitting.
That was why Geonhee found himself more focused on capturing her on screen than even playing the game himself.
His countless filming experiences.
The instincts of a VTuber with seven hundred thousand subscribers.
They screamed the same thing at him.
This was guaranteed to explode if uploaded.
“Pwah!”
As the short battle ended, Geonhee finally released the breath he’d been holding.
From midway through the fight, he’d even deliberately stopped talking in order to avoid overlapping audio.
Apparently, that effort wasn’t wasted.
The viewers had clearly become deeply immersed in the battle as well, because the previously slow-moving chat suddenly exploded the moment the fight ended.
[What the hell was that massacre]
[Holy shit felt like I was watching a war movie]
[What war movie has a pretty girl like that]
[Insane badass holy….]
[What even is that? Never seen that hero before]
[When I play Camilla she just dances and dies]
[Is that character tier 1?]
[Someone’s actually using pretty trash like this…]
[That’s the person from Nikang’s stream]
[I checked the match history and holy shit everything’s blue]
[The “bu” in Defense Ministry]
[Isn’t this person an actor?]
[Ahh… you don’t know? That’s the original Challenger Kayak…]
[What the hell does that mean, nerd]
[But there should be Grandmaster and Challenger actors in there too and they’re still getting slaughtered]
[Probably because the actors are split evenly between both teams]
[Look at Geonhee grinning]
[He’s happy getting carried]
“Yeah. I’m happy.”
There was no way he wouldn’t be.
In a single game, he’d obtained footage worth more than ten normal games combined.
Even picky subscribers would be satisfied with this, Geonhee thought.
‘If I’d met them as an enemy instead….’
He probably would’ve been torn to pieces.
Just like the corpses currently lying at his feet.
‘Though maybe the footage would’ve been even better.’
Still, part of him thought the footage might’ve been even more entertaining from the enemy perspective.
Watching a player of that level through the eyes of their victims would definitely have been worth seeing too.
[If they were enemy team it would’ve been a 3-second death]
[Fr]
[Looks like they only target crit hitboxes if you’re not a tank you die instantly]
“...Or maybe not?”
Then Geonhee changed his mind after reading chat.
Because if he’d been on the enemy side, maybe there wouldn’t have been any footage at all.
Something suddenly flashing in front of your eyes before the screen turned grayscale—
That was a common experience among players who encountered top-ranked users.
Well, regardless, that wasn’t what mattered right now.
‘Today’s filming might end immediately if this goes well.’
Geonhee felt good after securing enough footage.
Of course, he’d need permission from the player first before uploading it to his VTuber channel.
“Hmm….”
The game ended.
The moment I relaxed my body, the muscles that had been tense loosened, and my stiff fingertips began tingling faintly.
The world returned to normal speed again.
While gently pressing against my sore eyelids, I reviewed the game I’d just played.
It had required a fair amount of concentration.
True to the rumors, indeed.
The actors participating in Taker’s filming were impressively skilled.
Even so, it still wasn’t enough to stop a Camilla whose build research had already been completed.
Some among them possessed skill comparable to—or slightly below—the Challenger players I’d met back in the day.
Thanks to that, I’d even felt a little nostalgic.
Though it did make me wonder why players with that level of skill spent their time stream sniping here.
But considering even I had participated in filming today, I wasn’t really in a position to criticize them.
Contrary to my expectations, I’d ended up matched on Taker’s team.
I’d originally imagined meeting him as an enemy instead.
If we had matched as enemies, I’d planned to mercilessly slaughter only Taker specifically.
A shame, really.
Not because I had anything against him.
It was simply the easiest way to stand out when facing a streamer.
Compared to that, today’s game made me more of a protagonist-side character than a villain.
After all, for this moment, I too had become one of the actors participating in Taker’s viewer-participation filming content.
Maybe I’d appeared as some sort of helper or hero aiding the protagonist with overwhelming force.
Personally, I preferred villain roles more, though.
Anyway.
Encountering Taker’s stream itself had been pure coincidence.
Yesterday, while eating tteokbokki, I randomly turned on a VTuber stream and his video immediately appeared.
And then today, the very next day, I managed to participate in the content.
Honestly, that was just luck.
I hadn’t even queued repeatedly.
I met him immediately on the first game.
-Camilla deserves MVP. I’m not someone who acknowledges just anybody, but this deserves recognition.
“Heheh.”
A stupid little laugh escaped me before I quickly covered my mouth.
I’d opened the stream to confirm whether my objective—leaving a strong impression on Taker and his viewers—had succeeded.
And indeed, both Taker and the viewers were talking about me.
Unlike my old streams, the chat scrolled rapidly.
And seeing that the messages were filled entirely with praise and amazement directed at me felt surprisingly good.
Embarrassingly good.
It was during that moment—
As I debated whether there would be another filming session, and if I should participate again—
-Friend Request from Taker_1 (1)
A friend request arrived from Taker.
Checking the stream, Taker had temporarily turned off the screen while telling viewers he had something to do.
Apparently, that “something” involved me.
Ever since reading posts on the gallery saying Challenger players who socialized in dead games were disgusting, my friends list had remained completely empty.
And now Taker became the first person to step into it.
-Unread Message from Taker_1 (1)
The message arrived immediately after I accepted.
I opened it right away.
Taker_1: Hello, I’m Nox from the game we just played together. Your play was so impressive that I wanted to contact you—.
…
If it wouldn’t be rude, would it be okay if I uploaded this match featuring you as the main focus onto my VTuber channel?
I’ll also make sure you receive a fair portion of the revenue generated from the video.
Please think about it carefully and let me know!
It was quite a long message.
From my perspective watching the stream, it felt like only a short amount of time had passed, yet he’d already typed something this lengthy.
Maybe he even had a template prepared for situations like this.
“VTuber….”
Though the message was long, I understood its meaning instantly without needing to read every detail carefully.
It seemed Taker wanted to use the game we’d just played as this week’s filming episode.
A video.
For someone whose plan only involved appearing briefly on livestreams, this proposal was rather unexpected.
I tapped the desk lightly while thinking it through.
Calculating the pros and cons.
If a VTuber video featuring me—
Featuring the gameplay I just displayed—
Was uploaded onto Taker’s YouTube channel….
didn’t last long.
I immediately placed my hands on the keyboard and replied.
CamillaIsWeak: You can upload it.
Honestly—
It wasn’t even a problem worth over.