Chapter 106

CHAPTER 106

"Huh? Oh, today's just a casual stream. I only turned it on to chat."

He wasn't planning to stream for long.

The goal was simply to hang out with viewers.

It wasn't like he hadn't interacted with them while gaming, but there needed to be days like this too.

[Viewers: 25,000]

• Is this really what happens after taking a two-day break?

For a stream started after being absent for two days, the activity was surprisingly explosive.

Maybe it was because people thought it was his final stream for the game.

Even with the two-day break.

• Just come back...
• You're really never going back to For the Sake of Chivalry? You're really never going back to For the Sake of Chivalry? You're really never going back to For the Sake of Chivalry?
• You promised you'd become our Cult Leader. You promised you'd become our Cult Leader. You promised you'd become our Cult Leader. You promised you'd become our Cult Leader.
• I really feel abandoned.
• Our For the Sake of Chivalry is nice. It doesn't bite.

['Interpretation' donated 100,000 won!]

[He turned on the stream to collect donations, you brats. Stop whining and start donating.]

The chat was as chaotic as ever.

The donations weren't much different.

A two-million-won donation had come in earlier, but he hadn't started the stream to collect money.

"Thank you for the donation."

That was one thing, but gratitude was gratitude.

Leaning comfortably back in his chair, Seo Jun spent his time reading the chat and donations.

In the meantime, it seemed quite a few interesting things had happened in For the Sake of Chivalry.

For one—

• Just because you got lucky once doesn't mean anyone's moving into a collapsing house.
• If only the streamer would stay
• The Demonic Cult belongs in third place.

['oo' donated 30,000 won!]

[Is it real that not a single top-ranked player switched over to the Demonic Cult? lol]

There was also some unfortunate, though expected, news.

• The sun's setting on them anyway.

['Tang Clan Declares Faction Transfer' donated 40,000 won!]

[???: Thanks to me, the Unorthodox Faction and the Demonic Cult were able to win the battlefield. It seems only one faction remains that hasn't received my help yet! Therefore, I shall now pursue a new challenge.]

• YES!!!
• NNNNNN
• The true god of short-term trading.
• Didn't you only join the Demonic Cult because you lost a bet? Why are you acting like you carried them? LOL
• Selling at the peak and running away LOL

That guy had clearly judged that the Demonic Cult probably wouldn't do well in the next battlefield and immediately moved somewhere else.

Just like him.

He said ridiculous things, but his judgment of situations was always spot-on.

['ThereWasNoCompetitionForFirstPlace' donated 30,000 won!]

[This battlefield was fun though, right?]

Then there were the absurd stories.

['WhyTheDemonicCultHadNoChoiceButToGoInsane' donated 20,000 won!]

[To travel from the Demonic Cult to the center of the Central Plains takes over 3,500 km LOL. That's why those guys go crazy. Forget evil demonic arts—the distance itself is more evil.]

"Ah, right. There was competition for first place too."

Apparently, competition for first place was usually as heavily discussed as which faction won the battlefield.

But Seo Jun had accumulated fame points so overwhelmingly that the entire topic was buried before anyone could pay attention to it.

"Oh."

Come to think of it, that was true.

Seo Jun clapped his hands.

"So that's why they call it survival of the fittest. You'd need incredible stamina just to reach the Central Plains."

He had uncovered one of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult's greatest secrets.

• What kind of battles have you Demonic Cult brothers been fighting all this time?

He continued interacting with viewers, answering questions and chatting.

He had done some casual chatting before streams in the past, but doing it as the main focus was even more enjoyable.

"Alright. Starting tomorrow, I'll be streaming a different game."

• To invade once, you'd have to travel from Seoul to Busan over eight times LOL
• We won the battlefield, so why do people keep making fun of us? This is annoying.
• Because that's the Demonic Cult!
• Are we really getting abandoned after being completely squeezed dry? ...Still, it's okay. We won.
• The battlefield's over, so anyone still watching the streamer after this, hit recommend LOL

Viewers brought over posts from community forums and kept the conversation going.

• Yeah. There's nothing else worth watching anyway.

Reading the wonderfully healthy mindset displayed in chat, Seo Jun said,

"You all know what I'm streaming tomorrow, right?"

The announcement had already been posted.

Tomorrow, he would be doing a collaborative stream with Taewoo.

Taewoo didn't play For the Sake of Chivalry.

Not because he disliked the concept.

Rather, he thought it was too complicated and had too high a barrier to entry.

So some viewers might not know about it, but the people who went out of their way to watch Seo Jun's streams generally kept up with his iTube channel too.

Which meant—

• Childhood friends and fellow streamers doing a collab? Can't miss this LOL
• Get ready to expose each other's embarrassing pasts.
• How are two roommates both streamers LOL? This has huge entertainment potential.
• Taewoo's a pretty big streamer too.
• Sponsored-stream homework incoming.

Exactly.

"Then, see you tomorrow."

Let's just do what we always do.

The sponsor had probably chosen them because of who they already were.

Thankfully, the reaction seemed positive.

Just because people called it a "homework stream" didn't mean they should treat it like homework.

Advertisements were a major source of income for streamers.

The Movie Soft sponsorship he'd received before had been more for appearances than anything else, so this was effectively his first real sponsorship.

Though judging from the meeting, the company seemed to be regretting its decision quite a bit.

Still.

Just act normally.

After ending the stream, Seo Jun didn't emerge from a capsule.

He hadn't entered one in the first place.

All he had to do was stand up from his chair.

A faint smile appeared on Seo Jun's face.

A delicious aroma drifted from the living room.

Late-night food after ending a stream.

"Unbelievable."

So this is life.

Experiencing a kind of happiness he had never felt in his previous life, Seo Jun left his room with a deeply satisfied expression.

On the table in the living room sat a freshly delivered fried chicken.

It felt like he ate chicken every time, but honestly, that only made it better.

Seo Jun seriously set down a cup, opened the refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of cola, and prepared the utensils.

"Looks like he's still streaming."

After receiving the delivery and setting it on the table, Taewoo had apparently gone right back to his stream.

"Maybe I'll stream-snipe him."

Seo Jun opened Travel on his phone and entered Taewoo's stream.

Though first—

What exactly was supposedly "not true"?

[No, everyone. I'm still Master tier. Master. Do you know that's the top 0.1%?]

[I'm telling you, that's not it!]

The moment he entered, Taewoo was shouting.

Realizing that none of the noise leaked into the living room, Seo Jun noted just how effective the soundproof booth was.

Maybe he needed one too.

• Why don't you add "(former)" in front of it?
• We're still talking about surviving one day? LOL
• How long are you going to milk this?!
• Master-tier wannabe LOL

Having just entered, Seo Jun couldn't grasp the context.

But Taewoo's next words quickly made things clear.

[What do you mean "dead weight"? Tomorrow I'll be the one carrying. Just watch. I'm talented too, you know?]

Because he was a channel VIP, Seo Jun's chat messages glowed with all sorts of effects.

Very easy to spot.

Since Taewoo was talking about tomorrow, they were obviously discussing the collaboration stream.

Seo Jun immediately picked up his phone and started typing.

• Seo hi.
• Seo hi.
• I came here right after his stream ended and the streamer himself showed up too.
• Seo hi.
• Just how ridiculous was your claim that you'd carry if he had to show up personally? LOL

Everyone except the channel owner welcomed him.

[Why aren't you saying anything? Should I come out to the living room? Huh? I'll seriously do it. In real life, you can't even compare to me.]

[What's with the question mark? Huh? Explain yourself. What does it mean?]

Taewoo threw a jab at the camera.

Scoffing, Seo Jun typed again.

• Lots of other people typed question marks too.

[Hah! Did he chicken out? Alright, everyone. This won't do. I need to properly educate him, so I'll be ending the stream now.]

Good.

Just hurry up and come out.

Seo Jun started opening the chicken packaging.

A moment later, the bedroom door opened and Taewoo emerged.

"Hey!"

"What?"

The eyes of Taewoo, standing in the doorway, met those of Seo Jun sitting at the table.

"Nicely done."

As expected.

Instead of a jab, Taewoo gave him a thumbs-up.

"Thanks to you, I got the perfect excuse to end the stream."

"Really?"

"Of course. Food tastes worse when it gets cold. The fact that you appeared at exactly the right moment and subtly pressured me? See, I keep telling you you've got a natural talent for streaming."

Taking a seat, Taewoo poured cola into a cup.

"I see."

So that could be interpreted as a hint to end the stream.

"I'm telling you."

Then he began chugging it down.

Seo Jun looked at him as if inviting him to continue.

"So when are you planning to give me that proper education?"

"Cough. Cough!"

"At least you didn't spill it."

"Wh-what education? Education my ass. We're friends."

"I thought you said we weren't."

"When did I ever say that?"

"Remember when you taught me that brilliant trick of taking a break on the final day of the battlefield? When I said I'd do the same thing, you told me we weren't friends."

Taewoo rolled his eyes as if wondering whether that had ever happened.

Seo Jun wasn't particularly petty or vindictive.

However, when it came to making situations advantageous for himself, he was the type who could edit memories that didn't even exist.

If Seo Jun could recreate memories from nothing, naturally real memories could be summoned instantly.

"Now hold on. How are we not friends? Think back to school. Do you know how much bread I bought for you?"

"True."

"Isn't that the standard proof of friendship?"

A perfectly valid friendship indeed.

Nod, nod.

Seo Jun picked up a piece of chicken.

"And every time our streams end, I'm the one who orders the late-night food. And! When the delivery arrives while I'm still streaming, I'm the one who goes out to get it. And! And?"

Taewoo passionately continued his speech before suddenly seeming to realize his own situation.

He wasn't supposed to realize that.

Seo Jun quickly replied.

"Yeah. Thanks."

"Right? So I don't need to go to the gym tomorrow and climb into a ring or anything, right? Right, Seo Jun? Friends shouldn't fight."

"I'll think about it."

"Gah."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Maybe sleeping at my parents' house? It's not like you're actually going to come wake me up tomorrow morning, right?"

After that—

The two burst out laughing.

"By the way, what were you talking about with your viewers earlier?"

"The collab stream?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, that. They kept saying I'd hold you back tomorrow, so I had to say something."

"Really? But aren't they right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"If you don't support me properly, you'll literally be holding me back."

"Hey!"

"What?"

"I'm telling you, you're supposed to be the support!"

"They said it doesn't matter."

"Doesn't matter. You're doing it anyway!"

Fortunately for Park Hyuksoo, he had no idea that the two of them still hadn't decided their roles.