Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Ah, I Can't Hold Back
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[Abolish the bail money system...]
Yura lightly clicked to delete the bail money clause.
To her, it was just a few lines of text vanishing, but she looked as relieved as if her decade-long gastritis had been cured on the spot.
But she really shouldn't have deleted it like that.
As expected.
The chat window was on fire.
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Just glancing at it made my head spin.
This was the current sentiment of Yura's viewers toward her.
Unable to hide her bewilderment, Yura hurriedly offered an excuse that wasn't quite an excuse.
[No, it's not that I'm trying to change it arbitrarily...]
Of course, it wasn't going to sway the viewers even a little.
Hmm...
Is it just going to keep burning like this?
Crunch.
Watching the blazing chat, I crunched on a potato chip.
Not popcorn.
Potato chips.
Important, so I emphasized it.
As I munched on potato chips while watching the scene unfold...
Ah.
I should grab some milk.
My mouth felt all dry and sticky.
I definitely put the milk from the mart earlier in the fridge.
I pulled out the cool milk from the fridge.
And took a big gulp.
Ahh.
Honestly, I think milk goes better with sweet potatoes than soda.
After a brief taste of heaven.
I returned to my seat.
Drag.
I dragged the mouse.
Checking if anything had changed while I was away.
The chat was still blazing uselessly.
[There have been cases of people abusing the broadcast rules, so I'm just making some edits.]
Yura was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Oh dear.
I rested my chin on my hand, pondering.
Should I give some advice via donation?
Or not?
Broadly speaking, what the viewers wanted wasn't really the revival of the bail money system.
They were just using the rule change as an excuse to troll Yura.
The problem was that Yura's options for dealing with it were extremely limited.
First option: Go bold.
Like, "It's my stream, what are you gonna do about it?"
But that could easily land her in the 'Controversies' section of the World Tree Wiki's Yura page, so probably not.
Second: Grovel.
"I messed up, everyone please stop."
Bow your head—that's the best move for now.
If controversy arises later, you can say you already apologized.
Well, Yura, how will you handle this?
Crunch.
I munched another potato chip as I watched her choice.
And Yura...
[Are you all dissatisfied?]
Handled it in a way beyond expectations.
No.
In a way completely different from what I expected.
[Then get stronger than me first before you complain.]
The moment every viewer had question marks popping up in their heads.
[Stream Title: Jealous? What are you gonna do if you're jealous?]
Yura changed the stream title.
And that was like pouring oil on the fire.
It was Yura at her most provocative, shoving in the most inflammatory stuff for the sake of the stream.
What streamer picks a fight with their own viewers?
No sane broadcaster in the industry would do that.
There definitely wasn't...
But here she was.
While the viewers were having meltdowns.
I laughed.
Pushing my chair back.
"Haha! Ahahaha!"
Ah, laughing so hard I'm out of breath.
Objectively speaking.
Yura's response wasn't normal.
Abnormally weird.
But this was Yura's stream all along.
Why else would I, a dopamine chaser, watch Yura's stream?
I watched because of that slight touch of madness.
'She's just like that guy.'
-Hey, hero.
-What now.
-I thought about it seriously.
-And?
-Mages often run out of mana and gasp after a few big spells, right?
-Yeah.
-But they can't just not cast spells.
-Did you come up with some breakthrough to increase mana?
-Why not just make it so they never run out?
-You're insane...
Looking at the two, they both have a screw loose in their heads, but.
The huge difference is that the mad one actually succeeded with that method.
Well, Yura, what now?
You added fuel to the fire.
Poured oil on it.
Now you either make the fire burn only what you want.
Or at least prepare to put it out.
You can't burn down the whole house catching a flea, right?
And then.
[Everyone.]
[You want the bail money system back, right?]
[I'll host a tournament. Winner gets to revive the bail money system or change broadcast rules for a month on reasonable terms.]
Yura's choice was.
Broadcast mode.
Lee Hyung-chul had been staring at the monitor screen for hours.
He gently rubbed his overworked eyes.
"Haa... My eyes hurt."
"Senior, have some of this while you work."
"Oh, thanks, kid."
"The chief's too much. He should've let you take a full day off instead of half."
His junior looked at Lee Hyung-chul with pity.
The mart gate incident that had been swiftly resolved had also involved Lee Hyung-chul's family.
Yet he'd only taken half a day to spend a few hours with them before coming back in late afternoon.
Lee Hyung-chul waved it off.
"It's fine. No one died, no one got hurt."
"Still, you should've stayed longer with your family."
"Schedule gets messed up if I leave today. Gotta tough it out just for today. He promised three paid days off starting tomorrow, so I'll stick with family then."
"At least that's something."
"Yeah."
He sipped the energy drink his junior brought and turned back to the monitor.
It showed CCTV footage from the gate incident that morning.
From the floor where the three orcs had appeared.
His junior glanced at the monitor.
"You still looking at that?"
"Yeah."
"Find anything?"
"If I did, would I be sitting here?"
"No clues at all?"
"Nope. Asked the forensics team and mana detection squad—no trace of mana left behind. Zero clues."
The only remaining record was the CCTV.
But the footage, hampered by perception interference magic, only showed a blurry afterimage of one boy.
"It's like a ghost story."
"Ghosts? You believe in that?"
"Huh? Undead exist, so why not?"
"Makes weird sense. Anyway, you got records of all kids living nearby?"
The mysterious boy who cleared the mart gate and vanished.
Lee Hyung-chul was tracking him now.
"Ah, yes. Here. As you said, elementary and middle schoolers currently enrolled in the Academy."
"Good work."
"But is it really an Academy student?"
"Dunno. Just checking. Could be a monster or genius who took down three orcs in there."
He still doubted a boy took down three orcs.
But the CCTV afterimage.
And some witnesses said it was a boy.
"Just in case, pull records of all active heroes and hunters who are short too. Thanks."
"Ugh."
His junior made a face and went back to work.
Time for Lee Hyung-chul to get back to it too.
I don't play League of Worlds.
No gear.
No account to play on.
But.
Now I do.
"Kiddo, this goes here, right?"
"Yes, exactly."
The room where the installer had set up the gaming console and left.
Once empty, now dominated by a massive gaming machine.
This machine let you connect to League of Worlds.
Reasons I watched streams but didn't play League of Worlds:
First.
Didn't really want to.
Streams appealed, but the game itself? Meh.
Second.
League of Worlds is 14+ only.
However.
With legal guardian consent.
Even 8-year-olds could play.
"Shall we give it a try?"
A chance to change one broadcast rule however I want?
Honestly, this I can't hold back on.