Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: The Loser's Retreat
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Fuck, it hurts so much...
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What is a warrior?
Before firearms became widespread, it referred to a soldier who fought with cold steel weapons. But in the modern era, the word carries a very different meaning.
Armed not with guns or blades, but with keyboards and mice, they roam the internet wilds, dominating others' emotions with just a few choice words.
They purify communities growing stale with proof posts and info dumps, delivering true entertainment through hate images, porn pics, shitposting, raids, and fabrications. Noble souls who never know when they'll be banned into oblivion, yet burn brightly through each day regardless.
These are the ones truly worthy of the title "warrior."
"So, when are you doing the dogeza?"
And for such warriors, cheap pity is nothing short of a luxury.
Sure, they might fake a wholesome post or delete comments and run, but fleeing a self-imposed deathmatch duel? Never.
A half-assed feel-good ending is nothing but shame to a warrior.
However,
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Baedo donated 1,000 won! ⚙ CHAT ⚙ [Ah, that... naked dogeza is kinda... Could we do something else maybe...?] "Ah... You can't do it?"
💬 Live Chat — Viewer -Wow, so pathetic lololol — Viewer -Now you wanna quit? Fine whatever — Viewer -Just bail already, why drag it out like this All the steam went out of me.
The excitement from this rare deathmatch had fizzled away in an instant.
Then why the hell did you accept the bet so boldly in the first place?
"Sigh, what a letdown. If I'd lost, I would've done the dogeza right away."
["...Huh?"]
— Viewer -WTF -Then why'd you win why'd you win why'd you win -TBH I wanted sis to lose It wasn't a joke or sarcasm—it was dead serious.
Even if it meant losing my account entirely, even risking a permanent ban, I was fully prepared to pay the loser's price.
"If you're gonna wuss out like that, why not just unplug your joystick?"
["Whoa whoa whoa! Saintess Na, what kinda talk is that!"]
— Viewer -??? -Joystick lololololol -WTF WTF WTF -Give me back my eyes heuuuu Chat deleted by moderator. At least, begging for mercy like a pathetic worm like that? Absolutely not for me—
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Baedo donated 500,000 won! ⚙ CHAT ⚙ [Not exactly instead, but... I'd be grateful if you passed it on to Saintess Na, Eder.] "Huh?"
["Huh? 500k? Ah, thank you Baedo! I'll make sure to pass it on!"]
Hmm.
— Viewer -Whoa -This is legit -500k????? "Oh Baedo~"
— Viewer -Sis is a money grubber -Look at that mood swing -500k is fair game lol -500k >>>>>> dude's naked dogeza -Want my eyes gouged or take 500k? Shut up "Instead of donating, why not just do the dogeza?"
Naked.
Why keep stalling?
— Viewer -Nah lolololol -Why is sis all about that life? lol -Yeah quit yapping do the dogeza -What a crazy bitch I just don't get it.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: Ran into a crazy bitch gaming at the local PC bang 💬 Comments — Anonymous She's on a call while gaming and the convo is wild... Keeps telling him to do naked dogeza, strip, etc. Thought she was nuts — Anonymous -WTF — Anonymous -Hot? — Anonymous -Nah couldn't see her face clearly — Anonymous -Why no chicks like that at my PC bang — Anonymous -I'd strip if a girl told me to — Anonymous -Pls hold your breath for 5 mins ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: From now on, no treating Paladin players like humans ㅇㅇ.jpg 💬 Comments — Anonymous (Guy in underwear doing dogeza.JPG) Saintess Na told me to title it this way. Sorry for dirtying your eyes unintentionally. PS. Supposed to be naked but 500k donation got him underwear privileges — Anonymous -Aaaah my eyes fml — Anonymous -Title bait — Anonymous -So fucking gross — Anonymous -Shave those leg hairs you fuck — Anonymous -So if this dude won, Saintess Na would've done dogeza? — Anonymous - -Naked dogeza — Anonymous - -Why the fuck did you lose — Anonymous (OP) - -(OP) Sorry... — Anonymous -KRAAAAAAA ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: What did we do to deserve this 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: Don't enter the post below 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: Post deleted per admin policy 📰 Ias Gallery Subject: What? What's going on? 💬 Comments — Anonymous (Show me what they saw.JPG) Why is the whole gallery full of dogeza talk — Anonymous -Jealous — Anonymous -You survived — Anonymous -Go see the Gragas dogeza meme — Anonymous (OP) - -Why the fuck would I look at that — Anonymous - -We didn't wanna see it either — Anonymous - -Perp is... Sai... ntess... ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After the bet with viewer Baedo wrapped up, Eder hyung ended the stream with some closing remarks.
Then he called me privately to sort out the revenue share.
["Phew... Great job on today's stream, Saintess Na."]
"Yeah."
Was today's stream that rough? Eder hyung's voice sounded noticeably drained.
Nothing too out of the ordinary happened, though. Maybe he's just getting on in years?
I should send him some supplements next time I get the chance.
["And... please give me a heads-up next time about stuff like that..."]
...About what?
"The naked dogeza?"
This?
["No, not that! Sigh... I mean... your gender..."]
Hmm. I'd never hidden that I was a girl.
"I never once said I was a guy."
["True... but then what's with the military service talk? Had to assume you were male."]
"Fair point."
Explaining my missing year and a half would be too dull and pretentious.
"Sorry. Just something I picked up from around."
Best to apologize sincerely and move on, no excuses.
I'd revealed my gender on a whim without consulting Eder hyung, the stream manager.
"Wasn't planning to out myself, but the reactions seemed fun, so I just... went for it."
Looking back, what I did was straight-up trolling.
Lucky the outcome was good; if not, Eder hyung would've had every right to lynch me.
["Nah... it's... whatever. Water under the bridge now."]
Thankfully, he let it slide graciously.
Maybe 'cause he's from the same apocalypse gallery crew.
["Hold on a sec, lemme tally today's earnings... donations total..."]
As I waited for Eder hyung's math—
["OK, ready to split the profits?"]
"Ooh..."
Finally, payout time.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ ["Alright, today's earnings summary... way better than expected."]
Eder's daily average from donations alone rarely topped 500k won.
His streams didn't get frequent donos; mostly mission sponsorships, hard to pin an exact average.
But today was different. Baedo's final 500k aside, donos poured in nonstop once I spoke up.
["Just donations for the day... about 1.18 million won."]
Result: Over twice his usual haul.
Of course, with 80% promised to me, Eder's cut was slim.
["80% comes to... roughly 940k won. Gimme your account, I'll transfer."]
"N-Nine hundred... forty thousand...?"
Lee Min-ji panicked at the unexpected sum.
She'd only needed about 100k to cover rent, figured that's all she'd get from joining the stream.
"Is it okay for me to take that much?"
'I didn't do anything special... isn't this too generous?'
She'd agreed to 80%, but now it felt like too big a slice.
["Nah, a deal's a deal."]
But unlike Lee Min-ji, Eder was thrilled with the results.
'Upload this to YouTube, channel's gonna blow up.'
One of his long-term goals: grow the YouTube channel.
Saintess Nice's hidden skills, the broadcast reveal, skeptical viewers' bet.
Sure, her rough mouth needed some editing, but—
This stream's explosive live reaction? Perfect fuel to rocket the channel.
Transfer complete. ["Check if it went through?"]
"Yeah, won't get kicked out now, thanks to you."
["Haha, feels like I got a lifeline too."]
Stream over, profits split.
No reason left to keep chatting.
["Catch ya next time if we cross paths, Saintess Na."]
"Sure, call me if something comes up again."
And so, a day where both got what they wanted drew to a close.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ KO PC bang, Lee Min-ji's recent haunt.
"Ha... seriously not coming back starting tomorrow."
Part-timer Jeon Eun-seop, forever saying "just today, quit tomorrow," busily boiled instant noodles.
PC bang staff aren't just counter-sitters anymore.
Table 86 ordered items. Table 58 ordered items. "Fuck, more chapaghetti."
Now he cooked and served customer orders too.
Was he a chef or PC bang staff? Lines blurring, but whatever.
"Wonder when she'll show today..."
This place had a beauty regular who made grueling shifts fly by.
Not a long-time regular, but once there, she'd hold the seat 10+ hours.
Plain clothes couldn't dim her unique aura.
Jeon Eun-seop stuck with the annoying job thanks to his ideal type lookalike.
Hated orders from others, but hers? A delight.
Serving meant legally ogling that face.
"If she comes today, I'm definitely asking her out."
Normally her cool vibe silenced him, but not today.
Jeon Eun-seop was fully made up, head to toe, for this.
Vowed to get her number before quitting.
Alas, she never showed.
The regular he pined for, Lee Min-ji, was—
"Ugh... fuck... it hurts so much..."
At home right now.
Spending some magic time.