MoovGun Is a Famous Momo Anti
The next morning, Do-hee woke up and checked her DingTalk messages from the night before. Among them, she found one from a familiar name.
“What the… What’s this about?”
MoovGun—real name Lee Dong-gun. A former pro who had dominated international tournaments during Battle Colosseum’s golden age two years ago, earning massive popularity among active players. After retiring, he became a Battle Colosseum skill-streamer, wielding the nickname “Magnet Aim” that had followed him since his playing days.
As for his relationship with Do-hee, they had grown close after teaming up in a streamer tournament. Now they were the kind of close friends who greeted each other with “You crazy bastard” and “You crazy bitch” the moment they met.
Anyone who knew even a little about VTubers would naturally wonder: wouldn’t the unicorns and black-soup fans go wild seeing her entangled with a male streamer? Had they already gone through one viewer purge?
In the beginning, every time the two played together, the malicious unicorns had indeed revolted. Rumors flew everywhere—secret meetings, weekend dates, marriage plans, you name it.
But as time passed, one fact emerged that shocked everyone: MoovGun was a genuine Battle Colosseum addict who had never met Momo in person.
Someone had checked his ranked game logs after he started appearing on Momo’s stream. Excluding the hours spent playing with her or others, he was grinding ranked matches for sixteen hours a day. Even his lines when he joined her broadcast were practically scripted.
“Battle Colosseum’s calling. Need a teammate. Oh, Momo’s streaming. Wanna play? Two hours and I’m out.”
Then he’d coolly leave. No matter how hard the unicorns tried, there was no bait to latch onto. On top of that, he was the type who got overly immersed in games, so the scolding he gave Do-hee mid-match was on the level of a terrifying mother-in-law.
“You’re going to stay hardstuck forever at this rate.” “Someone who says they want to climb has posture like that?”
The way the hit Do-hee would flare up or get heated became a treat for the fans. And since she was incredibly prideful when it came to Battle Colosseum—refusing to listen to anyone except top-tier players like Mazia or MoovGun—the viewers naturally started looking forward to their collabs.
However, as mentioned, he only contacted her during streams. And only when she was playing Battle Colosseum. That was why Do-hee found this so strange. Not only had he messaged her in the middle of the night when he should have been streaming, but he was using some weird salesman-like polite speech instead of his usual casual tone.
Already suspicious because of the sudden contact, and now the reason was SignalFlare? Wondering what business he could possibly have with Mazia, Do-hee immediately tried calling him.
…But it was six in the morning. For a streamer like him, he should have been fast asleep by now. Just as she was about to hang up, thinking it was pointless—
“Oh, long time no see!”
His voice came through clear. Apparently he hadn’t gone to bed yet.
“What? You weren’t sleeping?”
“Ah. I just ended my stream. Was about to crash.”
“So what’s this about? Why SignalFlare?”
“Wait, you really don’t know yet?”
Soon her phone buzzed. It was a DingTalk from MoovGun. Do-hee switched the call to speakerphone and opened the message. It was a clip from Dora’s live broadcast yesterday.
“That one. Your staff member played it. The aim was insane.”
“…?”
Do-hee was bewildered. What on earth had happened overnight that one of her employees had made it to the real-time trending page?
But that was just her dark past talking. The reality was completely different.
‘Jia played in Dora’s stream?’
The person in the video who dismantled Pandemic Village’s final boss in under two minutes was unmistakably Mazia. From the heated comment section, it seemed Dora had provoked her and Jia had taken the bait.
Jia accepted a provocation?
‘First she went to her house, and now this… Has she really changed her way of thinking?’
That aside, the accuracy was truly insane. The boss was flailing wildly across the floor, walls, and ceiling, yet every single one of the twelve shots found its mark. Even right before the boss was about to bite her, she calmly emptied the rest of her magazine. Do-hee watched the beautiful marksmanship in admiration and was about to replay the clip when MoovGun spoke again.
“So here’s the thing. We’ve got a crew internal match scheduled for next week. One guy has to drop out for personal reasons, so we had an open spot. Then I saw this clip. I didn’t know, but when I checked the wiki, turns out this person’s pretty well-known?”
“Ah, I see.”
“So I was thinking one day—no, not even a full day. Just two games? One warm-up and one main match. Would you be able to introduce us?”
Even though it was an internal match, it would still be broadcast. The crew itself was made up of former Battle Colosseum pros. In other words, if she accepted, Mazia would end up on stream whether she wanted to or not.
“Well, I’ll talk to her.”
Do-hee could already picture exactly how Mazia would react to MoovGun’s offer. She did like Battle Colosseum, but she wasn’t the type to go out of her way to appear on a broadcast she didn’t want.
However, there was one thing Do-hee had overlooked: the existence of the Dark Mazia Love Squad, the group that frequently trashed Mazia’s skills in the communities.
Of course, Mazia herself had never been directly hurt by the criticism. But it would be a lie to say it hadn’t stung at all. Deep down, she wanted to prove herself properly one day.
“Sure. When is it?”
So Mazia gladly accepted MoovGun’s proposal. The entire team and opponents were former pros. What better chance to properly test her skills?
Pros often joked that “Diamond” wasn’t even a real tier. That was how heavenly Master above Diamond, and Challenger above Master, truly were. It wasn’t easy to meet Masters in ranked, so this was the perfect opportunity to see the difference firsthand.
When a surprised Do-hee heard that Jia had agreed to join the internal match, she asked,
“You do know who MoovGun is, right?”
“Yes. He’s a former pro. There’s no way I wouldn’t know when I watch your streams, Boss.”
“Right. It’ll be broadcast. Is that okay?”
“It’s not like I’ll die from being on stream. It’s only two games.”
“…Well. That’s true.”
“And it’s online anyway, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
“Then please just adjust the date for me. Next Tuesday would be good.”
Next Tuesday was the day the first-generation members were scheduled for motion capture on their one-year anniversary song. It was an external schedule that required intense physical movement for a long time, so they had already announced a group break. That meant after taking care of the first-gen at the studio, Jia would have nothing scheduled for the evening. It was the perfect day for some special activity.
But if Jia appeared on MoovGun’s stream that day, something special was definitely going to happen.
‘This might be…’
MoovGun wasn’t the type to announce guests in advance. He usually just brought people on and introduced them naturally during conversation. If the guest didn’t want an introduction, he would skip it. The people he invited were all skilled enough to hold their own among pros, so there were plenty who came looking for them based on skill alone.
In other words, the news that Mazia was participating in MoovGun’s crew internal match would only spread after the stream started—after her username and voice had been revealed.
A cute, clear voice appearing in a skill stream usually filled with gruff male voices? Of course it would draw attention. Someone who bridged the gap between Battle Colosseum users, Momo fans, and MoovGun fans would definitely say it.
“Oh, it’s SignalFlare!”
The news would spread like wildfire through Parallel Gallery—the community most curious about the staff’s current activities—and its related galleries.
Coincidentally, Parallel fans would be feeling rather down that day. Not only Momo, but the entire first generation would be on break due to filming. Normally they could migrate to a fellow member’s stream, but that day the whole Parallel group would be dark.
To fans in such a gloomy state, the news that Staff Jia was boldly showing off her skills among pros would be perfect timing.
Do-hee wasn’t entirely certain, but she had nothing but respect for Mazia’s gaming ability. The fandom would unite as one and flood into MoovGun’s stream. Excluding overlapping viewers, the number of people tied to Momo and Parallel averaged around twenty-three thousand. At least half of them would probably go to watch Mazia.
‘Add MoovGun’s viewers on top of that…’
MoovGun’s Battle Colosseum streams, with 1.8 million subscribers, started abruptly yet still pulled in an average of ten thousand viewers every time. That meant a total of twenty thousand people would witness it.
Mazia’s Battle Colosseum skills and her fanatical obsession with the double barrel.
There was no way this wouldn’t blow up.
“Are you going to use the double barrel again?”
Mazia nodded without hesitation.
“Yes. I’m curious if it works on pros too.”
Mazia. If you keep doing things like this and don’t debut, people are going to lose their minds. Like floodwaters surging through a valley after rain, the world will come rushing at you.
…But Do-hee couldn’t openly warn her. That warning might sound to Jia like “The current is flowing this way, so shouldn’t you debut after all?”
Still, since Jia wanted to join MoovGun’s internal match, it felt wrong to stop her. If she left her alone, chaos was guaranteed. The managers could handle the chat, sure. But the junior managers from each stream might end up pressuring Jia directly.
“Can’t you just debut already?” “Chat management is too hard.”
That too would become pressure on Jia and a factor forcing her debut.
‘That can’t happen.’
In the end, Do-hee—who wanted to respect Mazia’s wishes—had to come up with a way to disperse the attention of the twenty thousand people who would gather. A method, a method…
“Boss.”
At that moment, Mazia spoke as if she already knew exactly what Do-hee was worrying about.
“But since all the kids are taking the day off, won’t a lot of people show up? MoovGun’s viewer count is already pretty high on its own.”
While Do-hee blinked in surprise, Mazia continued.
“So if we get permission to use a short sample of the one-year anniversary song and make a teaser video, we could release it that day. The 3D is only missing details, so a silhouette should be fine…”
Mazia wasn’t usually the type to proactively take the lead on things. But there were moments she couldn’t hold back, and she would step forward like this without being asked. Sometimes her thoughts were faster than Do-hee’s because she watched so many streams. This was exactly one of those times.
What did this mean?
It meant that Mazia had moved beyond being a simple office employee and was now genuinely ready to get involved in broadcasting.
From the D-Rain collab, the Battle Colosseum joint stream, and standing out on Dora’s broadcast—Mazia, who handled any given task brilliantly, had finally shed her resistance to streaming.
She was already an employee who exceeded expectations every time, but once again she had grown in a way Do-hee hadn’t even noticed.
“Alright, I’ll check on that. I’ll take care of that side, so you focus on the internal match and think about how you want to show off.”
So Do-hee gave Jia full authority over the presentation that day. Originally they should have consulted the PR team, but she had grown a bit curious about what Mazia would come up with.
“Is there anything else you want me to do?”
“Nope. That’s it. After the promo, just relax and have fun.”
“Okay~”
And since she had given her a special task she didn’t usually handle, compensation had to follow.
“Also, are you free on the weekend of the internal match week? Want to play some games together?”
Mazia blinked as if stunned.
“Uh, um. Why? You don’t want to?”
“No, I just didn’t expect you to suggest it first, Boss.”
“…”
“I mean, you always use being busy as an excuse. If I don’t bring it up, you never suggest it.”
“Ugh, fine, fine. Forget I said anything. My mistake.”
“Huh? Then I won’t do the promo either.”
“You little—”
Mazia burst out laughing in a playful voice and dashed out of the CEO’s office.
“Just kidding~”
MoovGun gladly accepted Cheon Do-hee’s request.
He wasn’t the type to stop guests from promoting themselves on his stream. It was just that his own name value was so high that smaller streamers often felt hesitant to push themselves. As long as it didn’t drag on for over ten minutes and kill the mood, he was willing to give them time.
“…Ah. You think so?”
“Yeah. I’ll talk to her about it.”
The real expert on this side wasn’t Do-hee—it was Mazia. Just looking at the usernames she had come up with before, her insane sense of humor had made more than a few people laugh.
Mazia’s reply was immediate.
It took the now-serious Mazia about two minutes to reply.