Noise Is Marketing Too
Dragon.
Giant.
Archmage.
The Four Lords.
And even the Forgotten King.
The minor bosses, the big set-piece monsters that decorated the main path—none of them were exceptions.
BOOM!
KRRAAASHHH!
They were all crushed under a vast and beautiful greatsword.
THE LIGHT SHINES AGAIN ON THE WORLD
“Whew…”
In the garden of a ruined castle where eternal night had fallen, the king who had fought a blood-soaked duel there went up in flames beneath the rising sun.
Just like that, the final boss crumbled into ash.
“That was tough, okay?”
She said that, but the potions had been plentiful enough. She’d used maybe half of them. And that was without even collecting every potion bottle scattered across the map, so if you really counted it, she’d barely drunk any at all.
She had died twice because of a few unfair patterns she’d forgotten about, but even so, this was a boss you could call “just that much.”
She was used to chat reactions by now. The peak had already come when she took down the Famed King. Viewership had climbed as high as eight hundred, and people had started accusing her of being a booster, a multi-run veteran—some even of using hacks.
“It’s not that hard of a game, okay?”
Her response to those suspicions was always the same. The game itself was easy. And how could it not be, when the total playtime was three hours and forty-three minutes?
If that wasn’t an EASY game, then what was?
That’s right! Burn hotter!
An ordinary streamer would have been rattled by reactions like that. For her, it was exactly what she’d been hoping for.
A VTuber who was good at games. That alone had a solid audience, and it would be enough to get popular. But if she stopped there, the ceiling would drop right away.
They said a true superstar drove both fans and haters insane. In a profession that lived on attention, you had to get people talking about you one way or another. You had to get your name out there first—only then could you keep the people who actually liked you.
Noise marketing was still a form of promotion.
So this was good news. Booster, smurf, hacks—doubt her all you wanted. Scream about it across every community.
Clear the game → take the money
₩374,000
“Woooaaah! Thank you!!”
Because at the most decisive moment, she was going to flip the whole board over.
On a first playthrough she dodged every Famed King pattern and beat the Forgotten King in three tries—
You think that makes sense? lmao
If she were a retired pro I might buy it, but a girl pulling that off?
If I could do that I'd go pro tomorrow and sweep every tournament lol
Anyone who sincerely believes whatever this Yoo Serin person said can go jump in the Han River rn
Scroll—
Nibbling on a rice-cake skewer her mother had bought her, she spun the mouse wheel. Exactly as expected, the VTuber Sniping Gallery wasn’t just on fire—it was wallpapered with Yoo Serin’s name. If Gandhi came back to life and saw this place, he’d wail that the planet was finished.
Pretending to defend her, huh.
The funny part was that, surprisingly, there were a lot of supportive comments. And even those weren’t real—they were just there to needle the people who were angry. As a Sniping Gallery veteran, she could see right through it. All of it.
She kept browsing and clicked another title that caught her eye.
Just make her show her hands and clear it again.
Everything being said right now is pure braincanon, so yelling more is the same as jerking off against a wall.
“Same old repertoire, okay?”
They weren’t wrong, though. Showing something visually was definitely more convincing.
Like hell I’m exposing anything this early.
Jumping in here with a cheerful “I’m actually good at games, hehe, I’ll show you!” and verifying on the spot would be a fool’s move. For a VTuber, the more you hid, the better. The moment you showed even a scrap of your real self, that much of the audience’s fantasy shattered.
Sure, half-cam floating viewers were a thing—but that was an illusion too. How many tiny streamers had pulled ten thousand people with half-cam bait, only to sink right back to where they started a little later? The ones who came for that only came for that, so they never stayed as your viewers.
I also need to delay burning the image as long as possible.
And if she turned on the cam for no good reason and used up the ultimate weapon—the red-pill fact that she was actually thirteen—there was no bigger loss. Just looking at the hands would make it obvious how tiny they were.
Things like that had to pile up and pile up, then detonate together right before something else exploded, all for the issue-farming.
Ding—
While she was thinking that and browsing the gallery, her phone buzzed. A message from Lee Suhwan.
“Wow…”
Her choice hadn’t been wrong after all. While she’d been streaming, he had written an absolute mountain of posts—every last one of them a textbook example of ragebait with provocative titles!
“He’s the real deal, okay?”
Right before she ended the stream, the viewer count had hit 1,200, and his share of that had to be at least seventy percent. That a talent like this was being wasted online was enough to make her worry for the future of the Republic of Korea.
She’d stacked an extra hundred thousand won on top of minimum wage. The tip was bigger than the job itself. She didn’t mind in the slightest—the mission money alone had been 370,000 won. Add the smaller donations and subscriptions and it would be more than double that, and if you factored in the long-term revenue from a successful debut stream…
Pocket change.
She’d use him again later.
After ending her stream and finishing her shower, Seo Jia checked CocoaTalk.
“…She always talks like this.”
With a sigh, she roughly shook the water from her bob and replied.
“…Yoo Arin?”
Why bring her up all of a sudden? She’d been a kid they’d collabed and played with once, but after switching platforms their contact had gone cold. Distance made the heart grow distant—though more than that, it was the vague guilt of the two older sisters having left her behind.
A site link popped up. She tapped it, and the Outside Gallery filled her phone screen.
“What on earth is this…”
Jia hurriedly hit back and hammered at the keyboard.
She could roughly guess what kind of post it was. Some VTuber had done something and gone straight to hell—that sort of thing. But then why mention Arin first?
Worried she might have gotten dragged into some pointless scandal, Jia tapped the link again.
(Forgotten King clear screenshot.jpg)
VTuber who rolled a new model plate and re-debuted as Yoo Serin.
Claims it's her first playthrough, but honestly hard to believe.
Basically every boss was dead within three tries.
Said she watched some free streams of it before.
(1,200 viewers screenshot.jpg)
This is the viewer count right when she ended the stream.
Looks like a big chunk of the pump came from gallery users flooding in off the viral posts?
She pulled that crowd and then successfully finished the clear stream, so she'll probably keep a decent number of regulars.
“…W-what is this?”
Whether she should call it a relief or not—Jia blinked at the news of her little sister pulling off a massive achievement, completely unlike the disaster she’d been bracing for.