Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Maknae, Did You Betray Me?
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Chae-yoon wrapped up her stream prep today with an unusually light heart.
She hadn't had any standout games lately.
And sticking to her usual rotation felt too sloppy.
She was at a loss for what to play.
Then her savior, the maknae, recommended a game, so that's what she was set to stream today.
'Our maknae's a total lucky charm, lucky charm.'
It had been the same with Last Epoch last time.
Everyone in the group trusted Da-jeong's eye for games.
Chae-yoon figured it'd be fun as always and fired up the stream.
Normally, she'd at least watch a quick trailer beforehand.
But today, she skipped it, convinced she didn't need to.
After all, it was a recommendation from Da-jeong, who knew her tastes inside out.
"Heh, heh-heh."
While the loading screen played after going live,
she muted her mic, hummed a tune to finish prepping,
then waved at viewers as her face cam popped up.
"Hey everyone! Konriri! Did you all have a tasty lunch?"
Her usual bright greeting drew responses from the Black Moon Squad.
As she scrolled the chat, a few caught her eye.
Mostly ones about not having eaten lunch yet.
"What? People still haven't eaten? It's already past one!"
"Me? Stir-fried pork today. Tried it with our maknae's recipe, and it was so good."
Snap—
The chats poking at her made a vein throb on Chae-yoon's forehead, but she held it in.
She'd shown zero domestic skills before, after all.
Even as a solo liver.
"W-whoever sees this thinks I can't cook. I can! I just don't."
"Hey! Even so, don't compare me to Luke unnie! Luke unnie's level is just boiling Han River ramen!"
She had her solo liver vibe going.
Getting lumped with Ra-hee, who couldn't even boil ramen right, stung.
Chae-yoon raised her voice, and the chat exploded in laughter.
Lucrezia—Ra-hee's cooking was infamous among Pista fans.
Everyone backed Chae-yoon this time, teasing her gently.
Ra-hee's Garlic Squad even had the meme: "We'll do anything Lukie asks... except eat her home cooking."
After some light chit-chat before gaming,
with the vibe heating up,
Chae-yoon switched to stream mode and prepped the game.
"Alright, today's game is Take Over It! Woo!"
She hyped it up showing the game screen.
But the chat was lukewarm.
The title screen screamed low-effort trash game.
"Excuse me? This is what our maknae recommended. She really wanted unnie to play it. And you're trash-talking? Wanna get scolded?"
Mentioning Blue LUV's undisputed sweetheart flipped the chat instantly.
Everyone was hyped.
To Pista fans, Lulu was a cheat key.
A sour vibe? "But Lulu recommended it." Instant win.
They called it the "Lulu key."
Overuse got you "Lulu key again? Ugh..." so save it for clutch moments.
"Alright, let's try this new game our maknae recommended?"
Click—
Chae-yoon grinned ear-to-ear at the starting screen, full of anticipation.
It was her last smile.
Take Over It's gameplay was simple.
Adjust the pickaxe on your pot-riding character,
hook structures, climb the mountain.
Sounds easy, but clunky controls made it brutal at first.
It's not mindless climbing—low hops, pickaxe steps, high jumps, precise control is key.
The real killer? Fail and fall forever, back to start worst case.
No save points either, skyrocketing difficulty.
Three hours in, even casual Chae-yoon hit denial stage.
Something's wrong.
Our lovely maknae wouldn't recommend this.
But she overlooked one thing.
Da-jeong's main gig was Clipper Blue-oji, Pista fan.
Thud—
"Aaaagh! Why can't you hook that, you idiot character?!"
She'd climbed decently high,
but botched a jump in the drop section.
Powerless fall, endless drop—Chae-yoon bellowed in rage.
Black Moon Squad? Blissful popcorn time.
Indie stream viewers live for streamer pain.
"Sniff, this is total trash... What dev made this crap...?"
Back at spawn—Primeval Village—she gnashed her teeth.
No sympathy from chat.
They roasted her excuses instead.
"N-no! Not that Lulu's pick is trash...! I mean, it's..."
Chat turned her own Lulu key against her.
Already frayed, Chae-yoon floundered defending herself.
'No way Da-jeong meant harm.'
Misunderstanding, or good reason—she psyched herself up.
Couldn't bury the maknae's pick like this.
Plus, chat loved it, viewers way up.
No way she'd waste peak engagement.
And quitting felt like loser vibes.
"Hoo, okay. Head clear, let's go again. Maknae's pick—gotta see the ending, right?"
As Black Moon Squad cheered her on,
she glanced at chat to restart.
Her eyes widened.
'Huh? Did I see wrong?'
A VIP badge just flashed.
VIP badges were streamer-assigned.
Often for fellow streamers, easier spotting in chat.
Only five VIPs here: Blue LUV members and President Kang Haneul.
But they were all streaming now.
'Streaming time?'
Chae-yoon felt a chill.
One member not live yet: the maknae.
With dread, she checked VIP list.
[VIP Lulu]
Hit like a truck.
Da-jeong doted on members, watching streams normal.
But she'd usually chat once.
Today? No trace, like hiding.
"...Maknae? You watching the stream right now?"
Never called Da-jeong in that tone before.
Her sunken voice pulled all aggro.
"Come on out, maknae. Busted watching—explain why you fed unnie this game?"
Started as misunderstanding.
But pieces clicked: Da-jeong's big picture.
Chae-yoon cornered her.
Da-jeong finally chatted cautiously.
Chae-yoon zeroed in: "fun."
"Aha, 'fun for unnie' huh? But is the fun unnie having it? Or 'maknae and viewers watching unnie suffer'?"
Chat gulped as pressure mounted.
"...Huh?"
Da-jeong ghosted without a word.
Stunned Chae-yoon blurted dumbly.
Chat flooded with laughs.
Hard to believe.
Trembling with betrayal,
Chae-yoon looked up and roared into the mic.
"Kang Luuuuuuuuuu!"
A cold end for the unnie who trusted her maknae.