Chapter 91
Chapter 91
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: The 3-Tier Mindset
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Why do we get so obsessed with something called a "game"?
It's a simple question, and the answer is just as straightforward.
Games...
are something we play purely for the fun of it, no other reason.
But ironically, even though I was playing one right now, I wasn't feeling the fun at all.
And the reason was unmistakably Yoo Euisul.
[Agh, you blockhead! If you're gonna aim, just shoot already!]
"I... I did shoot..."
[Don't pussyfoot around like some wimp—unload all 30 rounds like you mean it!]
And yet she's the one acting all girly, so why's she only yelling at me?
Yoo Euisul's training sessions in Battle Lounge were brutally intense—impossible to find any "fun" in them no matter how hard you tried.
It felt like the more she taught me, the angrier she got.
[And why do you keep dropping your weapon? What, you a pacifist or something? Protesting guns?]
"It was an accident."
[Accidents happen once. I've seen you do it five times already. Why do you keep hitting Q? No learning capacity? Like your viewers say, is your brain in your tits or what?]
"O-Okay, maybe not that, but this one's seriously unfair! Honestly, this is the game's fault, not mine!"
In Battle Lounge, the shortcut to drop your weapon is Q.
Where's the Q key on the keyboard?
Right next to WASD.
It's the game's developers' fault for assigning the drop weapon key to Q, smack dab next to WASD.
[...I don't even know where to start with you.]
"What? It's logically sound."
[Normal people don't mix those up.]
"I'm not normal."
[!@#$]
It wasn't that Yoo Euisul spat out punctuation from her mouth.
She'd yelled so loud the mic distorted.
In the end, I reassigned the "drop weapon" key to L, something I'd never accidentally hit.
And so...
I spent hours getting cussed out by Yoo Euisul while learning Battle Lounge.
When the long, grueling session finally ended...
she left me with words that were either a threat or encouragement—I couldn't tell which.
[...If you come last in the tournament, you're dead meat.]
"That's so unfair! What if I just get bad teammates and tank?"
[Shut up. I said it. Last place, and you'll repay every precious minute I wasted on you today—with your body. I'm out.]
Ding.
With that, Yoo Euisul left the voice chat.
Hmm.
Yeah, definitely sounded like a threat.
If I interpreted her "repay with your body" line loosely, it probably meant a knuckle sandwich if I came last.
...Honestly, not scary at all.
I've got this indestructible body bestowed directly by Reflecting Myriad Stars herself, after all.
Tough as nails.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Tournament day lunchtime.
Normally, I'd watch Ayase's stream all morning and lazily start mine around 6 PM.
But today was tournament day—special content—so Ayase hadn't gone live yet.
Probably planning to sync with the event start time.
I considered warming up solo in Battle Lounge...
but as a 3-Tier, if I suddenly started carrying 2-Tiers, it'd mess things up for Ayase.
To preserve tournament balance, practice ends here.
...Truth be told, I had no idea what else to practice anyway.
I'd gotten the hang of the controls, but my aim was still hopelessly trash.
This...
wasn't fixing itself overnight.
Ayase wasn't streaming.
And I didn't feel like gaming right now anyway.
So I turned on my stream early.
Purely because I had nothing else to do.
The moment I went live, devotees flooded in like a tidal wave.
Two days ago, Ayase had announced the tournament roster.
The rumor I'd spread that I was in her streamer tournament was already everywhere, so no need to explain it to the devotees.
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