Chapter 14: A ruinous amount mission

Healthboy’s streaming hours are from 5 PM to 10 PM.

It was a skill-based stream with almost no entertainment, and it was difficult to stream for a long time because each game required a lot of concentration.

However, it’s also true that the streaming hours are short for a full-time streamer who only streams.

Nevertheless, he has a thousand regular viewers and sponsors who are willing to open their wallets, so he earns a decent amount of money. Not to mention the ad revenue from his YouTube channel.

He’s a successful streamer with a work-life balance that many people would envy.

On the surface, at least.

“This
, why isn’t she streaming without any notice?”

Since there are almost no other entertaining elements besides his skill, he’s always under pressure to play the game well.

He has to maintain a quiet and calm image, so he can’t get angry in any situation.

And why are there so many
trolls whose life goal is to disrupt other people’s streams?

His mind was being eaten away day by day. By a disease called ‘anger’, what Koreans call ‘Hwabyeong’.

Therefore, it would have been perfectly natural under the name of causality that the frequency of his swearing in private, where no one could see him, increased.

“If she’s going to be like this, why did she even make a Streamer Gallery? It’s not like she was a nobody for a long time for no reason.”

He was cursing Ruffian again today. Alone in his room after the stream ended.

She was the one who suddenly dropped a parental insult on him, who was innocent, during the game. So shouldn’t it be okay for him to curse her as much as he wants?

Healthboy established such a defense mechanism and watched her stream every day to curse her.

His regular stream ends at 10 PM.

Ruffian’s streaming hours are not fixed, but they are usually from around 5 PM to 5 AM.

Since Healthboy found out about her, she had streamed every single day except for the suspension period, so it’s only natural to expect her to stream today as well, right?

But today, her stream didn’t turn on even after Healthboy’s stream ended.

“If you’re not coming, you should say you’re not coming, you. Don’t you think about the viewers who are waiting?”

Logically speaking, it doesn’t make sense to stream for 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, without a break.

Even the most terrible, exploitative companies would rarely force their employees to work that much.

If they did, all the employees would quit due to health problems.

From the beginning, Ruffian had never set regular streaming hours or announced them.

Since she didn’t make a promise, she didn’t break it or betray anyone.

It was just Healthboy who expected her to stream today as well.

“I need to watch and curse quickly.”

His idle fingers were trembling. He felt something like withdrawal symptoms.

When he watched Ruffian’s stream, he would open a notepad and write down all kinds of insults.

If he typed them in the chat and his main account was discovered, the streaming image he had worked so hard to build would be ruined, wouldn’t it? So he didn’t post them anywhere, just wrote the insults in the notepad, and deleted them after watching the stream.

There were many parts to insult.

Her clumsy plays, typical of a Diamond 4 Yeti, which were absolutely unacceptable to his Grandmaster eyes.

Her preference for picking only outdated and trash champions that no one plays due to their structural flaws.

Her weak mentality that actively provokes her teammates’ mentality and makes them lose games they could have won by blaming their parents in chat.

If someone asked if she was a good gamer, he could confidently say that she was absolutely not.

But she wasn’t a good streamer either.

Healthboy, a professional streamer who has been streaming for three years and has been running his YouTube channel smoothly, saw so many things that she could improve in her stream.

If circumstances allowed, he wanted to grab her and fix them one by one.

“No. It’s not that I want to help, it’s just that it’s annoying, so fix it!”

Making an excuse to who knows who, Healthboy tapped the innocent desk with his bare fist.

Someone might think he has a mental illness. Which is actually true. If he visited a psychiatrist now, he could easily get a diagnosis and some medicine.

Doesn’t everyone mostly agree? It’s really rare to find a modern person without some kind of mental illness, big or small.

[Ruffian is now live!]

[Stream Title: Healing Rank Camp LOL]

The stream he had been eagerly waiting for turned on, and instead of relying on the small screen of his smartphone, he sat in front of the computer with a reverent attitude.

When he put on his headset, he heard the beautiful girl’s voice that had become so familiar to him.

<I’m sorry. I’m so late, right? I was on the phone and lost track of time.>

She used to always turn on the stream at 5 PM, but she turned it on at 11 PM because she was on the phone? Who was she talking to on the phone for so long and about what?

<Huh? Was it a guy? Who talks to a guy on the phone for that long? When I talk to a guy on the phone, it’s like, “Hey, wanna go to the PC bang?” “Okay, go,” and then we hang up. I mean, is there a need to hear their voice? If I text “PC bang go?” “Okay, go,” the communication is over, right?>

“The concept is really disgusting , gamer, outcast, or shut-in.

These are the three most favorable elements for female streamers on Switch.

So it was natural to suspect that she was deliberately setting up a concept if she had all those elements.

Considering that she only plays games during the 12-hour stream, at least one of them seems to be not a concept.

The broad and deep knowledge of the world feels too genuine to be learned by reading Wiki for a few hours.

“If her face is , she could be an outcast shut-in.”

Then everything is not a concept.

Even though he thought it was a forced argument, Healthboy refused to acknowledge it.

And Healthboy ended up imagining.

A girl with a youthful and beautiful face that matches her voice.

The human brain is quite convenient or stupid, it automatically draws the most ideal image of someone whose face you don’t know but have a favorable impression of.

‘No, there’s no way I have a favorable impression of her.’

I’m just watching to insult her.

Healthboy kept trying to think that way.

That’s right, today too, I just waited because I wanted to see the  art gallery cause trouble.

Because I’m looking forward to the stream catching fire.

It’s time for the 1-day follow-only chat restriction to expire.

Now, instead of mindless spamming that provokes the streamer, terrible insults and vicious roasts will come upon her.

She might simply increase the follow-only chat to 3 days or more, but that’s not a proper solution.

If she keeps doing that, she’ll eventually block new viewers and shrink the size of the stream.

It’s a wrong decision that will take her back to her early days.

…………But surprisingly, the viewers from the art gallery were chatting relatively calmly, and Ruffian was communicating smoothly while watching that calm chat.

“She doesn’t even show her face, and they’re obviously
orcs, yet these
are enchanted by her voice, what pathetic
.”

Healthboy was angry for some reason.

The stream continued. Today, the small talk before the start of the game was a bit long.

She usually doesn’t talk much about herself, but today, she seemed to be in a good mood, so she kept chattering about this and that.

<I only have one contact in my phone book. A female friend. If that’s the case, why do I even have a phone? To watch YouTube while lying in bed before I sleep, you guys.>

The concept is too much. Who only has one contact in their phone book.

<My family…………..? Let’s not talk about family. Let’s just say it wasn’t a harmonious family.>

Sometimes Ruffian would suddenly create this chillingly lonely atmosphere.

Every time that happened, Healthboy, who insisted that he really hated Ruffian, thought that he could empathize with that part, at least.

Was it because he had become too good at making money? His family, who only contacted him when they had money problems, was really disgusting, and he wanted to cut ties with them.

But having played the role of a good son all his life, he ended up sending money home despite being under excessive stress. He didn’t know any other way to live.

“……I wish I had a personality that could just explode like her.”

Although Healthboy kept insulting and belittling her, there was one part that he could clearly admit that he was envious of.

Her personality that could express anger when she was angry, her confidence to reveal such ugly parts without hiding them.

He was envious of the parts that others would criticize as a crazy, a vicious parental insulter, and trash who doesn’t know morality.

“I should have chosen a different concept when I started streaming.”

I should have become a streamer with a concept called ‘clown’.

Then, some anger or trolling would have been consumed as a laughing point and passed over.

Healthboy thought that his current image of a calm and skilled player was like shackles that bound him, and he felt a sense of vicarious satisfaction from Ruffian’s reckless behavior.

Anyway, she would start throwing the game the moment her team said something to her.

He liked that.

Because he couldn’t do it himself.

She was a crazy that was hard to describe.

A madwoman with a disastrous record of having two out of three accounts suspended for 30 days.

Even though she throws like that, she still manages to reach Diamond or higher, so maybe if she put in a little more effort, she could aim for an even higher tier.

“No, she absolutely can’t.”

Healthboy had a strange thought.

A strange thought that made him want to ask himself if he was crazy.

It was a really crazy thought that he felt like he should never do, but for some reason, his thoughts kept leaning that way.

“She can’t do it, so I can make fun of her, right? You want it, don’t you? You want it, right? If I shake the money like that, make her eyes spin, and make her suffer, it’ll relieve my stress too…………….”

After thinking for a while, he succeeded in rationalizing something.

[New mission registered!]

[5 million won if you reach Master within 30 days]

<Huh? Huh? Huhhhhhhhhhh! Eek!>

As soon as the mission was registered, Ruffian started screaming through the headset.

She must have lost her mind at the amount. How vulgar. 5 million won might not be that much money for Healthboy.

No, is it a little too much to spend on a whim?

Whatever. It’s already done.

‘She’ll fail anyway, and I’ll get a refund then.’

<I, is this, did you accidentally add an extra zero, Teacher? Is it really okay to accept this, Teacher? I mean, it seems like you accidentally added an extra zero? Is it possible that you accidentally added two extra zeros and it’s a 50,000 won mission?>

SilentAction: It’s five million, accept it

-GimbapHeavenSweetRadishKillerKimJeongYeol:
-NamBongRe: A real chairman

-MorningRice: What?????

HawaiianPizzaLover:

LastLightOfNation:

-JungleIsHell: Rich people enjoy doing eccentric things

-LaraNing: What??

-nadang: A
is donating 5 million to a faceless vtuber stream ᄏᄏᄏᄏ

-DesirableGirl: If you’re jealous, just say you’re jealous ᄏᄏᄏᄏ

<Thank you in advance for the 5 million won, SilentAction-nim! Master? Of course I can go! I have the skills of a Challenger, but I’m stuck in Yeti because of my team’s luck, you know?>

“
.”

There’s no way a Yeti perma-stuck can reach Master. Suffer for 30 days. And keep the stream on without rest.

Healthboy smiled contentedly, imagining her suffering.

To prevent her from running away with the money, 10% of the mission amount, 500,000 won, will be given to her for sure, but he was sure that the 4.5 million won she missed out on would be much more painful than the 500,000 won she got.