Chapter 37: Unintentional audience drop

<This Streamer’s AgaKuku Is Amazing!>

A streamer with astonishingly robust AgaKuku—this is irresistible.

oo: ? Who’s got big breasts?

ᄂᄋᄋ: Ah, haha, don’t you know?

ᄂᄋᄋ: Jump out of the window right now, haha, injel-hand (sticky hand).

oo: No, but who is it?

ᄂᄋᄋ: Who is it, you ask?

ᄂᄋᄋ: I’ve already told you~

<AgaKuku nonsense, haha, even hearing it sounds vulgar>

The official term is AgaMamaDispenser. Remember it.

ᄋᄋ: Insane, disgusting men.

oo: 172.85—HanNamChung IP noted…

oo: The trend these days is AgaKuku; you just don’t know.

ᄋᄋ: Originally, it was called BabyFoodDispenser.

<Is this really for real?>

I can’t even believe it myself, haha.

Why does this person have such a good body? Why is their skin so fair? Why does even the subtly visible lower face look so pretty? Weren’t no-cam Dullahans supposed to be unattractive by default?

ᄋᄋ: Lower face? Is the teacher your friend? Watch your words.

ᄋᄋ: Is your friend the teacher?

oo: Exactly, haha. Twitch AOW female streamers all lose to her skills, but on top of that, she’s pretty—it doesn’t make sense.

ᄂᄋᄋ: Male streamers also get wiped out unless they’re pro level, haha.

<Even though Molroo’s channel was already growing in viewership…>

It’s going to get even bigger. ᄋᄋ Najaks is done for.

ᄋᄋ: This is someone who hit 500 viewers from their first stream. Becoming a top creator was a given.

oo: A stream only I knew… A voice only I knew… The AgaMamaContainer of the goddess I wanted only for myself…

ᄂᄋᄋ: Dude, you’re turning darker in real-time, haha. You’ll get banned soon.

<Is it real that the #1 trending discussion in SilBookGall is just about a female streamer’s breasts?>

And this is despite the fact that the female streamer hyper-carried in a tournament watched by nearly 50,000 people today.

There isn’t a single post mentioning her skills, haha. Ridiculous HanNamGall standards.

oo: But still… You love her, don’t you?

ᄋᄋ: Sad friends who let their brains be ruled by their dicks…

oo: So, can you resist looking at Molroo’s MamaContainer?

ᄂ Author*: I just watched it again, and I can’t resist either, ᄋᄋ. I guess I’m also a hopeless HanNam.

<Today’s Molroo gameplay highlight gif.>

(Molroo’s flashy hand movements synced with bouncing chest motion clip.)

This is the highlight—what else could be?

ᄋᄋ: A rare gem in this era.

ᄋᄋ: The moral code of the martial world… has been upheld.

ᄋᄋ: Look, look at that lewd shaking.

<(Long and serious) AOWGall-tier discussion analyzing Molroo’s gameplay.>

After one round of satisfaction from looking at her chest, and another round from watching her gameplay, this fool here achieved clarity.

After relieving myself a bit, I could analyze more deeply.

First, let’s look at the setup before the match.

In the scrims, Jackie Team had lost against every team except PanoRo Team, while KimGun Team had defeated all other teams.

The only scrim of Jackie Team shown on stream was when they were miserably defeated by PanoRo Team.

Meanwhile, KimGun Team had also lost, but the match was somewhat close and was decided by a narrow margin.

It was like a David and Goliath matchup—the gap in skill levels was that significant.

Even the prediction poll showed that less than 10% of people thought Jackie Team would win.

No one believed Jackie Team had a chance.

Even I thought Jackie Team would get stomped by KimGun Team in 15 minutes, haha.

But within five minutes of the game starting, expectations flipped.

It was because of Molroo’s super play.

(The gif of that crucial moment.)

It’s an absolutely unbelievable play.

She’s practically playing the game alone.

Molroo showed a play in the tournament that pros only show when they’re playing in low-tier matches.

But honestly, that scene isn’t even surprising.

You see plays like that from time to time when watching Molroo’s stream.

The important part is how this play was planned and what outcome it created.

• Audio File 1.mp4

This is the in-game voice chat of Jackie’s team from the highlight scene.

When you listen, Molroo is giving orders, and after parrying a fireball as if it’s the most natural thing, she immediately gives the next instruction.

What does this mean?

It means Molroo anticipated that if she pulled aggro at the front, a big skill would come flying her way, and she caught it at the perfect timing to counter.

She assumed from the start that if Daddad, the mage from the opposing team, saw her, he would throw a fireball.

It’s a play designed with that in mind.

Isn’t that spine-chilling?

She thoroughly analyzed the opponent player’s habits and used that in the match.

That level of meticulousness, the execution and decision-making to drive the game as planned.

And her persistence, like a snapping turtle, never letting go once she gains control.

If I were a pro, she’s the last person I’d ever want to face.

Also, for some reason, the entire team seems to have improved compared to when they scrimmed against the PanoRo team.

Their gameplay has become cleaner, and their teamwork has improved significantly.

• Audio File 2.mp4

This is the in-game voice chat of Jackie’s team near the end of the match.

You can faintly hear Tex saying something about how it went as they practiced, and Ryua saying it’s thanks to Molroo.

This implies that Molroo led the team’s practice and even raised the overall skill level of her teammates.

In my opinion, Molroo should become a coach.

ᄋᄋ: Long post approved.

ᄋᄋ: Analysis approved.

ᄋᄋ: Everything lines up so perfectly it’s chilling. Molroo isn’t just skilled; she’s on a different level.

ᄂᄋᄋ: Seriously, she’s insanely good, haha. I’m curious about her main account.

roo: Judging from her playstyle, it feels very European.

You can tell just from how she turned off her stream immediately after the match.

She’s the type to shy away when there’s too much attention.

Unlike other streamers who milk the attention for donations whether they win or lose, she’s the opposite.

It might seem like an overinterpretation, but she even told viewers to leave once because there were too many of them.

With the tournament rules forcing her to show herself and her incredible gameplay carrying the match, even more viewers will flock to her now.

I can already see her stopping streams because of the sudden influx of viewers…

ᄋᄋ: ?? What kind of streamer doesn’t like having a lot of viewers?

ᄂ oo: There are surprisingly some like that—people who stream as a hobby. Molroo seems to be one of them.

ᄋᄋ: Everyone else, leave so only I can watch her. Or no, leave at least 1,000 viewers behind.

oo: Everyone except the 500 die-hard fans from her first stream, get out.

ᄋᄋ: My own little Molroo…

ᄋᄋ: It’s because of you guys that she won’t stream anymore!!!

oo: Hurry and stream again to drain money from the thirsty viewers…

ᄋᄋ: “Drain” sounds too inappropriate; let’s say “take.”

ᄂᄋᄋ: Isn’t it because of people like you that she’s not streaming?

ᄋᄋ: Open the door, streamer~~~~

It was an easy victory.

We put some effort into winning the first game, and perhaps because of the momentum, the second game was a breeze.

After two games, the confused expressions of my teammates were a sight to behold.

It seems they hadn’t expected to win so easily.

Amid the delayed cheers breaking out, I found myself smiling with pride.

After both games ended, the bewildered expressions of my teammates were quite a sight.

It seemed they hadn’t expected to win so easily, leaving them dumbfounded.

As cheers belatedly erupted, I found myself smiling with pride without realizing it.

It appeared that the week of grueling practice had paid off.

I calmed my excited teammates, reminding them that there were still matches to play.

From the beginning, they had always listened to me well, even without raising my voice.

They’re all genuinely good people.

But it would be troublesome to get overly excited before even securing the championship.

There’s only one step left to win it all.

With the match over, we decided to remove the broadcast delay and each carry on with our streams.

We planned to keep future practice sessions private.

Normally, I too would’ve spent time with the viewers, reminiscing about the game and savoring the moment.

In such large tournaments or events, it’s customary to chat with viewers, rake in donations, and replay highlights to share impressions and thoughts from the moment.

While my teammates were hosting such post-game streams, I alone wasn’t.

The reason was simple: an uninvited guest had arrived.

A girl stood silently before me, staring at me with a blank expression.

It was Ji-eun’s younger sister—and my… younger sister, Ji-yeon.

I hadn’t noticed when she’d come in, but when I turned around after the match, she was standing there without a word.

I nearly fainted the moment I removed my headset.

They say when you’re utterly shocked, you can’t even scream, and that turned out to be true.

With Ji-yeon’s unexpected arrival, continuing the stream was no longer an option.

Ji-yeon had suggested I could keep streaming as long as I turned off the face cam showing my upper body, but I chose to end the broadcast entirely.

It felt like Ji-yeon secretly wanted me to stop streaming.

So, with a slight sense of guilt, I abruptly ended the stream, as if shaking off any lingering viewers.

Since then, a tense calm had settled in.

Ji-yeon had seated me and was staring at me with a dissatisfied expression, without saying a word.

They call this the calm before the storm.

What could she possibly be trying to say with such hesitation?

Truthfully, I had a rough idea.

As I’ve mentioned before, Ji-yeon didn’t like the idea of me being exposed to an unspecified mass of people.

Especially not in a sexual context.

And now, I had openly exposed my upper body, so of course, she would have a lot to complain about.

Of course, I had worn proper clothing.

But even loose clothing failed to conceal my figure, and my chest stood out regardless.

So, sitting there like a child awaiting punishment, I braced myself.

Finally, Ji-yeon opened her mouth.

The words that came from my little sister after such a long wait were enough to make my head spin.

“…Unni, do you want to see me go crazy?”

“What?”

“Are you doing this because you want to see me lose my mind?!”

I hadn’t misheard, but I asked again anyway.

What on earth was I supposed to do with her?

Facing my younger sister, who was on the verge of tears, I grabbed my head in frustration.