Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: I Remember That Incident
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Triachia being an aging game could be proven by the fact that most currently active streamers were in their mid-to-late thirties.
It wasn't for nothing that people said if you'd even played a single game of Triachia, you'd feel like heading straight for a health checkup.
Kang Nari was a prime example.
Normally, a 26-year-old camgirl would be starting to get pushed out by inflation...
But in this industry, just having a 2 in the tens place made her plenty young.
That's why it was no surprise that the so-called 'young bloods' of the Triachia scene banded together.
They'd created a group chat for coordinating collab schedules and planning content—official stuff like that.
With a bunch of twenty-something camgirls giggling together, the synergy (donations) exploded.
Of course, after three or four years, friendship chats had taken over as the main topic...
But the group's core purpose—coordinating schedules—hadn't changed.
"Everyone, hold on a sec. I gotta hit the bathroom!"
Lee Ye-rin, Kang Nari's round-of-16 opponent, was also a member of that group chat.
During her brief break while heading to the restroom, she happened to glance at the few new messages that had popped up.
Of course, this private group chat could only be joined through personal connections.
The unspoken invitation criteria were as follows.
First, must be a woman.
Getting tangled with male cams was a hassle.
Second, not too crazy.
They'd once kindly invited a wild one, and she'd gone overboard with broadcast greed, costing everyone.
Third, in her twenties.
Of course, crossing into thirties after joining was fine. She'd just get roasted every time her cool-down reset.
Fourth, if short broadcast career, must have a guarantor.
As the saying went, all streamers were exhibitionists—this was a precaution against the weirdos in the industry. In this case, Yoo Seo-ha's guarantor was Kang Nari.
So that was just her concept?
Lee Ye-rin recalled the shocking clips she'd seen yesterday.
No way she could believe Kang Nari's words.
"I'm back. But everyone, is it true my master got wrecked by some Yoo Seo-ha??"
The group chat, maintained for four years, had only 16 members.
There were that few twenty-something female streamers maining Triachia.
Some camgirls tried forcing Triachia after seeing others succeed,
but most dropped out, unable to handle the spicy viewers.
On the other hand, Yoo Seo-ha was a genuine Triachia ghost from the start.
Plus, her score was way beyond what they could touch.
With conditions like that, her chances of stably settling in were high.
"Kinda curious now. Wanna sneak a peek?"
The troll replays from yesterday, her master's connection, and Kang Nari's recommendation.
All the ingredients for curiosity had come together.
She was curious about someone she might end up befriending.
She typed Yoo Seo-ha into the Soft search bar and clicked her stream.
Was the eccentricity from the clips really just a fraction, as Nari said?
Probably. Clips were cut for the juicy bits, and judging the whole from a part was impossible.
And...
- So, we've got a deal? If you sing one song, no more exporting my clips from now on. Alright... um... I'll go with 'The Round Sun Has Risen.' Please stick to the agreement.
"I thought she was a pure no-cam Triachia ghost, but she reads chat too. The vibe seems pretty normal—"
- *Ahem, ahem.* Song starting. *Hoo*, Roooound suuun has risooooon—!!! Get uuuup from your seeeats—!!!
She witnessed it live.
The freak show that had gained notoriety among Triachia streamers in just one day.
"Wha-what?!"
- Fiiiirst thiiiing in the moooorn!! Yeah!!!
She hurriedly plugged her ears and slammed the volume down.
Crazy-ass Kang Nari.
How the hell was that normal anywhere?
She's grinning! Grinning while singing!
No matter how you sliced it, that was her natural state??
"My master lost to someone like that?!"
She dazedly watched the roughly three-minute freak show.
She belted it out with such vigor.
As the song ended, Lee Ye-rin sent a donation to Yoo Seo-ha with trembling hands.
- Imperial★Yerin donated 10,000 won!
〔Hello. But is your throat okay......???〕
- Thanks for the 10k donation. Imperial Yerin... Huh? Name rings a bell. Fan of someone??
- Imperial★Yerin donated 10,000 won!
〔It's me. Nari unnie's round-of-16 opponent. Just stopping by...〕
- Ah... You came at a bad time.
Lee Ye-rin couldn't agree more.
She'd gotten hit without any mental prep.
Having heard it live, she could never see Yoo Seo-ha as normal again.
But dismissing her as just 'not normal' would be a massive understatement.
Yoo Seo-ha was far from someone you could lowball like that.
- Are you streaming right now??
- Imperial★Yerin donated 10,000 won!
〔Yes, that's right.〕
- Aha! You're live! Sorry, let me assign you temp manager. You can just chat now instead of donating.
ⓜ〔Thanks. No biggie, just dropping by. Got curious since you beat my master.〕
- I know about you too, Ye-rin. You saw my clip yesterday, right??
ⓜ〔Gasp how'd you know.〕
- Your reaction clip popped up earlier. It stuck with me.
At those words, Lee Ye-rin recalled how she'd reacted to her antics yesterday.
Definitely...
She'd clutched her stomach and burst out laughing, unable to hold it in.
- Laughing at me for being an orphan... Preemptive strike accepted.
ⓜ〔No that's not it〕
- It's fine. First time meeting, so I'll only lightly WWE you. For the stream. For the stream.
ⓜ〔????〕
A chilling sensation crawled up her spine.
Something was going wrong.
Lee Ye-rin hurriedly checked Yoo Seo-ha's chat.
- You seemed to crack up just hearing 'orphan,' so let me pull out a few jokes we told back at the orphanage! Not mad about you laughing at my singing.
"Wait...!!"
ⓜ〔Wait pls nooooo〕
- We'd divide ourselves into defective and non-defective. Criteria: whether our parents recorded our birthdates when they dumped us. Products without a manufacture date are usually flawed.
If she laughed, she was screwed. Totally screwed!!
Last time it was a sneak attack, but this time she'd endure.
Lee Ye-rin pinched her thigh as hard as she could to stifle the laughter.
- Like it? One more then.
ⓜ〔No f*** stop〕
- At our orphanage, we prayed every weekend, but no one wondered why God never answered. 'Cause dads not answering questions is natural for orphans.
ⓜ〔Aaa〕
Save me.
She couldn't hold out anymore.
But at least it was the last one—she barely endured.
- One orphanage buddy wrote her dream as 'starting a family.' Got to happily congratulate her later. Like most orphans, she got a kid with her lover at 17, forcing the dream to come true.
"Pfft...!! *Cough*! N-no, I didn't laugh! Just coughing, coughing!!"
ⓜ〔You said one more why another!!!!〕
- This one's not a joke, true story? Ah, the others were MSG'd true stories too.
"Ahaha...!!!"
She pinched until her thigh bruised, but laughter burst out anyway.
She knew these were serious societal issues you couldn't just laugh off.
But the 'shouldn't laugh' taboo only fueled the laughs.
Plus, Yoo Seo-ha's soft, casual tone delivering the madness nonchalantly...
Lee Ye-rin, who laughed easily anyway, couldn't hold it.
ⓜ〔Gotta go now, good luck, see you next time〕
- Ack! Stay a bit lo—.
She typed fast, fleeing without hearing the rest.
The longer she stayed, the shorter her streamer lifespan felt.
A demon realm.
No non-orphan streamer should ever enter.
She'd been so one-sidedly demolished her head spun.
But with her innate talents, resistance was impossible.
Luckily, she had someone nearby born with the orphan gift.
Her master. She needed to call her master.
Only a fellow tribesman like Oh Min-seong could counter Yoo Seo-ha.
The clip showed they'd traded blows pretty evenly, right?
For those reasons, Lee Ye-rin frantically called Oh Min-seong.
*Ring ring—.*
- Yo, Ye-rin. What's up? About to go live soon.
"Master!! Help me!!"
- Huh? What's wrong?
"Someone's bullying me!! Only you can avenge me...!"
- Who! Who dares hit my disciple without my permission!! Don't they know she's my exclusive sandbag?!
"...Anyway, you'll avenge me, right??"
- Hell yeah! Former pro, current pro, just say the word!!
"Kinda picky conditions... But good, she's neither. You know streamer Yoo Seo-ha?? She—."
*Click.*
The call cut off instantly.
What? Accidental hang-up? She tried calling back, but...
No answer.
"Hey!! Oh Min-seong!! Where are you!! Pick up!!"
Lee Ye-rin wasn't the only one who'd suffered at Yoo Seo-ha's hands.
Oh Min-seong had tasted it first, so he just knew the spiciness.