A Small Misunderstanding
Our brother? The unexpected suggestion left Lee Ha-im completely flustered.
"Yeah! It's not easy to meet a Returnee, you know!"
Streaming together with that guy? Absolutely not.
"No way."
"Whyyy? Just try it once! I've never seen a Returnee before!"
Kim Lona threw a full-on tantrum. Her instincts were screaming at her—this was something she absolutely had to grab.
"What would we even talk about? We haven't prepared anything."
"Content is something you can just come up with, and it's not like you'd be the one doing the collab anyway, right?"
She had a point. Ha-im had nothing left to say. She had to find some way to steer her friend's interest away from her brother.
"That guy only plays games, though."
At those words, Kim Lona's eyes sparkled even brighter. Crap. I messed up. With that kind of reaction...
"Perfect! I do game streams! We can just play together!"
Kim Lona passionately explained the content she'd come up with. I'm screwed. She'd accidentally flipped the wrong switch.
"What do you think? Sounds fun, right? Just once! My viewer numbers have been terrible lately!"
"Anyway, no. The second that guy steps outside, it'll be a disgrace to our family."
"Come on, just ask him! Please?"
But Kim Lona wasn't the type to give up. No matter how many times she was rejected, she kept pushing. In the end, Ha-im let out a deep sigh.
"Fine. I'll ask. But if he says no, don't blame me."
"Thank you! You're the best! Let's eat before it gets cold."
The two continued their meal, but Ha-im's mind was elsewhere. She imagined her brother streaming. A collab might be doable. But if he got sucked into it and actually became a full-time streamer...
......
It would be an absolute nightmare. Lee Ha-im made up her mind right then and there to stop her brother from ever becoming a streamer at all costs.
Today, just like always, I enjoyed some good old PK. Let me make one thing clear—I don't kill just anyone. My only criterion is whether they're a first-tier class or not.
The classes commonly called first-tier are Warrior, Rogue, Fighter, and Priest. What about mages, you ask? Exactly. Everyone except mages is first-tier. It's so unfair. Out of all the countless classes, why are mages the only trash tier?!
So I decided to hand out some trials to those lucky bastards who picked first-tier classes to coast through life. It definitely wasn't for the sake of rice-eating. Still, I never touched Priests—the game's only real support class. If I made enemies of them too, there'd be no coming back from that.
Everyone was spamming the chat with curses and personal attacks. And this is how I replied:
'ChiliKingHaIm' has logged out.
A perfect middle finger followed by a clean logout. I turned off the computer and left my room. Ah, how long had it been since I last saw LED lights? I'd missed them so much.
"I'm back."
My little sister opened the front door and came inside. The moment I saw her taking off her shoes, my eyes felt like they were rotting.
"Isn't that skirt way too short?"
"What are you gonna do about it? It's not like you're the one wearing it."
"Still, you should think about the people who have to look at it. Do you have any idea how painful it is to see legs as thick as yours..."
"You're dead meat...!"
My gorilla-like little sister came charging at me with a face like Godzilla, chasing me around the living room like a panicked deer. Mrs. Kim watched us and let out a heavy sigh.
"Everyone, sit down. We need to have a family meeting."
"......?"
At her words, we lined up in front of the TV. Mrs. Kim and Manager Lee sat on the sofa. Something about this felt ominous. The one who'd called this meeting opened her mouth.
"Ha-im, how long are you going to keep working as an Awakener? Can't you just go to college like a normal person?"
"But I need to earn tuition..."
"We already said we'd pay for that. Why won't you listen?"
Mrs. Kim turned to look at Manager Lee. It was clearly a signal for him to say something. He glanced around nervously and gave some half-hearted advice he obviously didn't mean.
"Y-yes, your father also thinks that job is dangerous, so I'd rather you didn't do it."
"But people are in danger..."
"Stop worrying about other people and focus on your own life! Don't stick your nose in other people's business!"
"Ow! Ow! Stop hitting me!"
Mrs. Kim mercilessly smacked Ha-im on the back. Serves her right! This is what happens when you talk back to your heavenly older brother.
"Next is Seong-woo—no, Seong-a."
"Me?"
Seong-a? Was she talking about me?
"Who else would I be talking about?"
It would be nice if she called me Seong-woo, but it looked like I'd have to live as Seong-a from now on.
"You know this family meeting is because of you, right?"
"Because of me? This is the first I'm hearing of it."
Mrs. Kim walked over and smacked me on the back even harder than she had Ha-im.
"How are you going to make money?! Are you just going to keep living off us forever?!"
"Ow! Ow! Stop hitting me! Don't worry, I'm making money. Rice—"
"The moment the word 'rice-eating' comes out of your mouth, you can forget about dinner."
"......"
I shut my mouth. How on earth did Mom know about rice-eating?
"You're not planning to keep living like this, are you?"
"O-of course not. What do you take me for?"
To be honest, I'd briefly considered just staying at home like this until recently, but it looked like I'd have to scrap that plan.
"One month."
"......?"
"Within that time, get a part-time job or find proper employment. If you don't, we'll kick you out."
"......!"
It was like a bolt from the blue. After the meeting, Ha-im and I had a private discussion in her room.
"...What should I do?"
"Why are you asking me?"
Ha-im looked at me with utter disdain. What a complete lack of sibling solidarity.
"You got scolded too! We should figure this out together as brother and sister."
"No, you should figure it out by yourself. The only reason I got scolded this time was because it felt too awkward to scold just you."
Tsk, sharp as ever. Your older brother is in an emergency—shouldn't you help him out as his little sister?
"Why don't you move out? You must have money from all that rice-eating, right?"
"...I spent it."
"What?"
"...I spent it all."
"......"
Ha-im gave me an incredulous look. I hadn't wanted to tell her because I didn't want to see that expression on her face...
"I'll ask out of courtesy. What did you spend it on?"
"Gacha for an avatar..."
"That's it?"
"What do you mean, 'that's it'?! This avatar was insanely pretty!"
It was a limited edition avatar released to celebrate the new year. A limited avatar that would be gone once time ran out. I'd spent about five hundred thousand won on it, but I had zero regrets. My character had become that much prettier!
"So what are you trying to say?"
As expected from my sister—she could read me like a book.
"So... could you lend me some money..."
"......"
Ha-im flipped me off. I was angry, but I had no choice but to bow my head this time. Swallowing my pride, I clung to her leg.
"Pleaseee!! Save me! I don't have any money!"
"Let go! Figure it out yourself! And you can just read your own fortune!"
"......!"
That's right. I had it. The all-purpose fortune that would tell me anything I wanted to know. I immediately plucked out a hair and lit it with a nearby lighter.
Tell me. A job where I can lie around all day, never go outside, and still make money. A job where I can just coast through life.
The smoke began to form letters. What could it be? Please, tell me!
"......"
I was about to stab my wrist with a nearby utility knife when my sister stopped me.
"What are you doing?!"
"Let go! I'm going to curse that smoke bastard who just mocked me with the thirty-sixth level curse I learned from the evil dragon!"
"Calm down!"
Lee Ha-im exhausted herself trying to stop her brother from cursing an inanimate object.
"Then how about this job?"
"What job?"
"Str... Never mind. Just go outside and live!"
"......?"
Ha-im cut herself off mid-sentence and kicked me out of her room. I couldn't give up here. I immediately opened my smartphone and started typing.
A job where I could make money while gaming and never have to leave the house—did something like that exist?
None of the replies were helpful, but one comment caught my eye.
"A streamer?"
Meanwhile, the Last Magic community was on fire because of ChiliKingHaIm.
Fuuuuuuuuuck!!!!! I dropped my endgame necklace. I'm definitely going to kill that bastard no matter what.
If you want to fight, do it in PVP instead of PK lol. Don't PK.
Getting PK'd is annoying, but how about we all coordinate and reject raid party invites whenever someone tries to join a raid?
Why is this guy everywhere I go? And he even dodges skills before they're cast. This has to be hacks.
It's only been a month since this troublemaker 'ChiliKingHaIm' appeared. His class is Mage. This mage who suddenly showed up is the culprit behind turning Last Magic into PK hell.
(Character customization screenshot)
His character customization is insanely pretty. I've never seen such a beautiful face before. Must be a real artist.
(Market screenshot)
He's been rice-eating with items obtained from PKing.
(Skill dodge screenshot)
He's showing off high-level control as a mage. This is basically on the level of seeing the future. Whoa.
There are hack accusations, but we'll ignore that for now. He also stole the endgame ring from a famous streamer. As his nickname suggests, we estimate he has at least 20cm. Given the combination of the nickname and a female character, the possibility of the character being a futanari is extremely high.
Anyway, based on his nickname and behavior, this is all we can gather for now. If anyone has more information, please report it.
Small misunderstandings continued to pile up, growing larger and larger.