Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Not a Self-Deprecating Stream
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“What are you planning to do after kidnapping me...?”
“Hey, it was a joke! I was just trying to hype up the stream! There's no way I'd actually kidnap you, Sukka!”
“It's not because we're in-game that it failed?”
“......”
“I'll think twice about giving you my contact info.”
“Argh! S-Sorryyy!”
I looked down at the cutesy Ttalgwi with a dumbfounded expression.
Just moments ago, she'd been hugging me in excitement, but now she was kneeling on the ground.
I'd thought she resembled Irina, but I hadn't expected even her scolded expression to be identical.
Her demand to call her “Mom” from now on had been bewildering, but thanks to my memories of Irina, it didn't feel all that bad.
『Low-rank Sniper = Unlucky Ttalgwi』
『She said to call her Mom lololol』
『No manager in this stream right now lol Kukudas is over there stirring shit lol』
『Look at her not letting go of Papasha even now lolol』
『Must be nice having two moms』
『Breaking) Papa divorces Kukudas and remarries Ttalgwi』
Still, thanks to Ttalgwi, the chat's atmosphere had brightened up again.
After the great purge, the viewers who'd been on their best behavior had started spamming playful messages once more.
Seeing that, I quietly stroked the barrel of my Tactical Papasha.
It felt like they'd finally bowed down in submission, and the viewers weren't calling my Papasha a piece-of-shit gun anymore.
I'd been a bit hurt by their armchair advice that ignored my efforts, but in the end, I'd be able to stick with Papasha.
The thought that I no longer had to abandon the past eased my mind a little.
“B-But... are you really okay with that? You said you were gonna sue the low-rank sniper for defamation.”
As I sat there, Ttalgwi slyly stood up and asked.
Even her attempt to change the subject while getting scolded was exactly like Irina.
Well, she'd knelt on her own without me asking, so it didn't matter.
I nodded to signal that I forgave her.
“Yeah. I plan to sue the low-rank sniper.”
“You made the right call. You can never forgive that kind of thing. People don't get clean even if you wash them.”
“Yeah. It's a shame, but I have no intention of forgiving her.”
“If there's anything you don't know about filing the suit, give me a call. I may not look it, but I've gotten a bunch of pervert viewers banned. I'll tell you everything I know.”
“Hmm... Thanks. Then I'll ask for your advice later.”
I accepted Ttalgwi's help and sat on a crate of supplies.
It seemed like her goal had been to get my number, but an experienced person helping out would be a huge asset.
Still, I planned to handle the low-rank sniper issue with my own strength as much as possible.
I'd have to sue that stalker someday anyway, so I wanted to learn the procedures through this incident.
I could settle with Nongnong Tanya later if needed, but the stalker was someone I'd never forgive, no matter what.
To avoid fumbling at a crucial moment, it was best to prepare now.
“But weren't you upset with the viewers? I'd lose all affection after just one snipe.”
As I steeled my resolve, Ttalgwi sat next to me and asked.
As expected of a fellow streamer with suing experience, she hit the empathy spot perfectly.
To that, I glanced at the stream's chat and quietly nodded.
The other viewers weren't at fault for the low-rank sniper incident, but I really had been hurt by the advice dissing Papasha.
“Yeah... I was a little upset... But not because of the sniping. The other viewers didn't do anything wrong.”
“Then what upset you?”
“This... They told me to throw it away even though it was so hard to get... I don't get why everyone calls Papasha a piece-of-shit gun...”
“W-Well... it's a Papasha...”
“......Yeah?”
“Ah, it's nothing! Damn it! Which asshole said that! Who'd throw away such a cool gun!”
“......”
Infuriating.
Come to think of it, Ttalgwi had only praised the Tactical Papasha's looks before.
I couldn't understand how no one appreciated Papasha's performance.
Its high capacity and rapid fire rate were clear advantages over other guns.
Someday, if I got the chance, I wanted to show everyone Papasha's true potential.
Not fake empathy to avoid chat bans—I wanted them to sincerely recognize that Papasha was a fearsome gun.
And rightly so. If Papasha and the Mosin-Nagant were really piece-of-shit guns, then what about the comrades who died to them?
Boris, who loved cooking; Nikolai, who sang well. And countless other comrades who'd lost their lives to captured weapons.
PPSh-41, M1891, MP40, Kar98k. Millions had fallen to those guns.
To me, calling Eastern Front weapons piece-of-shit guns felt like an insult that dirtied millions of deaths.
“Ah! How about doing it with the viewers?”
At that moment, Ttalgwi patted my shoulder and suggested.
When I gave her a questioning look, she grinned brightly and explained in detail.
“You teach the viewers how to use Papasha directly. Most of them have probably never even tried it. If you don't do something like this, they'll never use it and just keep trash-talking forever.”
“Huh... Haven't they all used it before?”
“At best, they've popped off a few rounds in survival mode. The game's so realistic that people get scared if a gun feels unreliable. So most stick to the hyped-up popular ones.”
“Oh...”
“And if a bunch of us do it together, your PTSD might stay quiet too? I'll stick right by your side with the viewers.”
“Oh...”
Teaching Papasha's strengths directly through viewer participation.
It was surprising they'd trashed it without even trying, but it sounded like a great idea.
Above all, I liked that she was looking out for my safety.
Even if I succumbed to trauma and panicked, with a dozen people shaking me awake, I'd snap out of it, right?
Plus, right after the lawsuit declaration and great purge, the viewers were on their best behavior.
Unexpected issues could still pop up, but with Ttalgwi there, it seemed problem-free.
“Then... just one round... shall we?”
I hugged my Papasha and showed my approval.
Treating my PTSD while improving Papasha's reputation. My heart raced at the thought of these two birds with one stone.
Ttalgwi, sitting beside me, jumped up with a huge smile.
She seemed thrilled at the idea of Frontline Archive with me.
“Then let's do it with my viewers today! Better to start with vetted people for the first round!”
“Huh... Won't that make me a huge bother? They're your viewers...”
“Not at all! All these kids switched to Nongnong Squad already! They're probably watching your stream too? Such justified traitors...”
“N-Nongnong...”
At Ttalgwi's rude remark, I looked down at my chest.
But only the word “slender” came to mind, and I had no comeback.
As I fiddled with my chest in gloom, Ttalgwi energetically assembled a squad.
Our chat had gone eerily quiet, so lots must've hopped over to sign up.
If this viewer participation went well, we could do it often.
What impatient, incorrigible viewers.
『Hwarang: Hey, Sukka. Mind if I head out to work? We have a massive update (secret) coming soon, so I'm swamped.』
『Hwarang: I'll explain properly later why I was watching your stream. Sorry.』
Then, Hwarang—who'd been quiet, probably busy—sent a manager chat.
I had no idea what he'd done wrong, but even after his huge donation, he was apologizing.
Come to think of it, I had something to ask the Frontline Archive developer, Hwarang.
Before he left, I typed a question in manager chat.
『Sukka: Can I ask a few questions before you go?』
『Hwarang: Of course. I'll answer anything.』
『Sukka: In Frontline Archive, can you become combat-ineffective just from a leg hit?』
What I'd been curious about was Frontline Archive's health system.
More precisely, whether you could neutralize someone by shooting only their leg.
The reason for my curiosity was simple.
When I'd shot Nongnong Tanya in the leg earlier to catch her, she'd been neutralized so helplessly.
Of course, with Nongnong Tanya, it was probably mostly fear.
But since I'd glimpsed the possibility in that situation, I wanted a precise answer from the developer, Hwarang.
『Hwarang: Yes. In Frontline Archive, a leg hit alone can make you combat-ineffective.』
『Hwarang: Pain is dulled in-game, so people ignore shattered limbs. That's why we implemented debilitation based on injury.』
『Hwarang: The formula's complex, but you can kill enemies by hitting just arms or legs.』
『Hwarang: We call it the ‘shock death’ system.』
My hunch had been spot on.
In Frontline Archive, you could neutralize opponents with leg shots alone.
I'd finally found the way to use Papasha in Frontline Archive.
Calming my pounding heart, I continued the chat.
『Sukka: Then one last question.』
『Sukka: Among Papasha's ammo types, which has the highest stopping power?』
『Hwarang: Lol I think I know what you're thinking lol』
『Hwarang: The Papasha round with the highest stopping power is LRNPC.』
『Sukka: Thanks for telling me.』
『Sukka: Sorry for holding you up when you're busy. You worked hard today.』
『Hwarang: No problem. Talk later.』
『Hwarang: Looking forward to your exploits, Sukka.』
If penetration's the issue, just don't shoot body armor.
Now it was time to show those who'd dismissed Papasha what for.