Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Internet Broadcast (1)
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"Hmm..."
What time is it now?
A gentle breeze brushed my cheek, slowly coaxing my eyes open.
My last memory from yesterday was forcing down Seo-yoon's not-quite-jeeyuk-bokkeum after all that effort, then crawling straight into bed as exhaustion hit me hard.
I reached for my phone to check the time, but a heavy weight pinning me down made it impossible to turn.
Twisting my head, I saw Seo-yoon pressed right up against me. She was lying on her side, one arm and leg draped over me like a koala.
The breeze I'd felt upon waking must have been her breath.
"Seo-yoon, mind moving this a little?"
"Mm... ? Ar, you're awake... ?"
"Indeed. The sun's already high in the sky."
Seo-yoon blinked at me sleepily for a moment before jolting upright and peering outside.
"Ugh... Huh!? What time is it?!"
"I was just about to check myself."
With her finally lifting her arm and leg off me, I grabbed my phone and looked.
10:17 a.m.
I turned the screen toward her. She sprang out of bed and started frantically packing her things.
"Hmm. Something urgent come up?"
"Ugh... This is bad...! Gate raid! I have to be there by noon...!"
Oh, right—she'd mentioned last night that they had a joint operation with another guild today to clear a gate.
An A-Rank gate expected to open around Incheon in the afternoon.
"I've never overslept like this... No time to shower."
"Hmm. Hold still a moment."
I sat on the edge of the bed and stretched my arm up, placing my hand over her head.
A spell that cleans away bodily filth and grime.
The moment I cast it, her messy bedhead smoothed out perfectly.
"Whoa...! What is this? So convenient!"
"I'll teach you when you get back. You should be able to use it too."
I'd used it often back in Elantara, but since returning, I'd preferred warm showers and hadn't bothered.
"Gotta swing by the guild for gear... Ugh... Got to head out fast."
"Hmm. Safe travels. Take care of yourself."
"Worried about me? I'll cook something tasty when I return."
Food... I'll pass.
She ruffled my hair thoroughly while I sat there, then quickly dressed and dashed to the door.
"I'm off~! Might take a few days, but I'll hurry back!"
I walked her out, waving as she left.
The gate she and Jeong-woo cleared last time was B-Rank, so an A-Rank must be a step or two tougher.
Still, with the little I'd taught her, she should be fine.
After seeing Seo-yoon off, I climbed back into bed and instinctively grabbed my phone.
Am I getting used to modern life a bit?
A vague, unsettled feeling washed over me as I unlocked it. One notification.
A reply to the comment I'd left. Finally, gratitude for my guidance, no doubt.
Buzzing with excitement, I tapped it.
[Please stop with the nonsense advice.]
Opening the app, an unexpected reply stared back at me.
"...What?"
The words slipped out involuntarily.
'Nonsense advice'?
I'd pored over her combat footage, analyzed it thoroughly, and left perfectly tailored feedback.
Yet this Gu So-yeon Hunter was responding not with thanks, but outright hostility.
The replies under my comment were a flood of insults aimed at me.
"Why is this...?"
To receive such repayment for my good intentions—it felt like the world was crumbling.
She clearly had talent. Maybe my guidance just didn't land in a short comment.
My fingers danced over the keyboard.
[If you wish, I can impart my teachings in person.]
I posted the reply and was about to close the app in low spirits when another notification pinged—the video poster responding again.
[Unbelievable. Email's in the channel description. Send it.]
'No email, though...'
Her attitude grated, but with nothing else to do, I searched how to make one, set it up, and messaged the address from her description.
[As requested, I've sent my email. Do you seek my guidance?]
[Holy shit, you're pissing me off. Come here if you dare, Seoul...]
I did exactly as asked—why the anger?
Puzzled, I opened the map app Seo-yoon showed me. Not too far.
Thirty minutes by car; if I hurried, ten at most.
Pity the poor girl trying so hard. I'd go in person.
Definitely not because I'm lonely or bored.
I replied affirmatively, grabbed the clothes Seo-yoon recommended, and headed out.
"Is this guy for real?"
Gu So-yeon was a B-Rank Hunter.
Not top-tier, but stronger than most.
She took pride in her skills, and her YouTube channel had skyrocketed to third among solo Korean Hunters in subscribers.
Started as a side gig, but checking comments every night had become a beloved habit.
Then, a few days ago, some weirdo with bizarre phrasing started scratching at her nerves with nonstop advice.
"What? My punch form sucks? Mana control's sloppy?"
Acting like an S-Rank, dropping 'wisdom' in every comment.
"Let's see this loser's face."
She'd provocatively offered her email, never expecting they'd actually send it.
But the lunatic did. Some jobless bum showing up mid-morning on a weekday. She pictured him: scruffy beard, greasy hair, nothing better to do than backseat hunt.
Unable to hold back, she'd sent her private training gym address—and instant regret hit.
'What if this creep blasts it online...?'
As a B-Rank, she wasn't worried about getting jumped, but this was her carefully rented boxing gym, stuffed with personal gear.
'Should I go live?'
Bad idea—could end up as 'Gu So-yeon Controversy.jpg' on forums.
But still...
'No way they actually show.'
Better safe: stream on, and she'd be protected.
Decision made, she hit the broadcast button.
Viewers hit triple digits instantly.
"Hey everyone~ Morning broadcast on short notice!"
"So, subscribers know this, but some toxic weirdo's been hanging around?"
"Got so pissed I told him to show up IRL..."
"Dangerous? Please, I'm a B-Rank Hunter~ Didn't think he'd actually come, but now that I invited him... Kinda nervous."
Going live eased the tension.
If he showed, she'd talk him down and send him packing. If not, back to regular chit-chat and training.
She scanned the rapidly scrolling chat while planning.
"Seo Ar Hunter talks like that? Nah, if it was really her, I'd take a few punches, sure."
White Wolf's new S-Rank, rescued from Gwanghwamun Gate. Hottest Hunter lately, with her cute looks clashing adorably against her rank.
Just a joke—she'd never dream an S-Rank would spam comments like that.
Mid-chatter with the chat, her phone—propped for the stream—pinged with an email.
"He's here asking where? No way, he actually came! Hang on, guys."
Viewers hit four figures already, despite lunch hour. The sudden influx of profanity suggested it had spread to some forum.
Absentmindedly, she emailed back: Come to the 3rd floor.
"Only 20 minutes... He really came. I'll peek at his face and send him off."
She angled the camera toward herself and waited for the toxic troll.
Soon, steady footsteps echoed up the outside stairs.
Just in case, she clenched her fists, ready for combat.
"Come at me, you psycho..."
The footsteps stopped at the training room door. It swung open.
"Uh... ? Huh????"
Nothing like she'd imagined. Instead, a sparkling white-haired girl—cute as can be.
The S-Rank Hunter she'd only seen online.
The real Seo Ar had just walked in.