I Have a Reason to Hate Streamers Chapter 66

[Suspicious Horn]

[Item Class: Rare]

A very tough minotaur horn.

It has different magical properties compared to other beast horns from different regions.

Its high material value makes it likely to be used for high-grade equipnt.

Can be rarely obtained from minotaurs residing in the Ancient Kingdom territory.

[Shop Sale Price: 300,000 Gold]

[Acquisition thod: Monster Drop]

[Usage: Material, ???]

Holding the horn in my hand, I could feel its weight.

The cross-section was cleanly cut, and the tip looked sharp enough to draw blood with a touch.

Sulbbang, examining the horn, ca to the sa conclusion as .

“This looks like a quest item, don’t you think?”

As we continued our exploration, we didn’t avoid any monsters blocking our path.

Knowing the drop tables for these creatures could be helpful in the future, so we took down anything that crossed our path.

Of course, we avoided taking on too many at once.

Dying here would make all this effort aningless.

Among the items we gathered, this “Suspicious Horn” stood out.

Its sale price was quite high for a simple material item.

With an obvious na and a usage listed as “Unknown,” my gar instincts were tingling.

Whatever it was, we were definitely headed toward a tasty reward.

“Think a siege battle will open soon?”

“It’s possible. Looks like I’ll have to delay uploading this recording.”

The first siege battle in the New Continent, Zephirion, was scheduled to take place a month from now.

But it wouldn’t be possible to wage war on an undeveloped land.

There were certain conditions that needed to be t before a siege battle could be unlocked.

These conditions varied by region.

So were as simple as defeating a field boss, while others involved completing long, epic quests.

Usually, bigger conditions like quests were placed in the central areas of the continent.

Since we were on the outskirts, it was more likely that our task would involve dungeon exploration or boss fights.

Sulbbang’s comnt sparked my curiosity.

“Hey, just out of curiosity, how much do you make from video content?”

“For , streaming is the main focus, so it’s not much. On average, I make this much per month.”

“Oh, I see.”

He scribbled a number on the dirt, then wiped it away.

It wasn’t a small amount, considering he wasn’t a minor strear.

“Ask Seren for more on the video side. She’s the expert there.”

Sulbbang focused more on streaming, while Elderin had a balanced approach between videos and streaming.

Back in the second preliminaries, Sulbbang handled the live broadcast, and Elderin’s account posted the edited highlights.

It struck that there was still a lot I didn’t know about streaming.

Maybe it was only natural.

I had only ever watched streams; I’d never done one myself.

I wasn’t shaless enough to consider my random intrusions as actual “appearances.”

I used to have vague dreams about becoming a pro gar or strear.

That longing, unt, was probably what drove to start PKing in the first place.

But I wondered if I was even prepared for this.

Maybe soday.

Maybe, just maybe, one day, my mont will co.

I must have been deep in thought because Sulbbang laughed and patted my shoulder.

“What, interested in streaming?”

“…A little.”

As if he couldn’t read the room.

Or maybe it was better that he didn’t know.

“Then why not guest on a few streams? You can do that now. Haven’t you been getting offers?”

“Yeah, I have. But guesting is a one-ti thing. Does it really matter?”

“Of course, it does. What are you talking about?”

Since my arena victory, I’d naturally received a lot of collaboration offers from various strears.

I’d refused, half out of stubbornness, half out of doubt.

The popularity I had now was just a flash in the pan.

In the end, the reality that I couldn’t stream hadn’t changed.

I couldn’t shake the fear that indulging in a shallow dream would just erase the curiosity people had about .

But Sulbbang brushed off my concerns easily, with an attitude that said it was obvious.

“You could find out which types of streams suit you best. Just looking at and Elderin, our audience demographics are totally different. If you try both, you’ll get a sense of which viewers you sh with. That way, you’ll reduce the chances of failure.”

“Oh…!”

“You’re always weirdly clueless about stuff like this. Just let know if you need help. I’ll support you as much as I can.”

“Th-thanks.”

I started seeing Sulbbang in a new light.

When I’d first t him at a gathering, I’d thought, “He looks fine, but why is he so timid?”

I was starting to feel guilty for having such an thoughts about him.

Back in the karaoke room, how had he behaved?

Sitting next to , he could barely sing, just fidgeting nervously.

Out of pity, I’d sung along with him, and even played the tambourine when he sang.

I guess he appreciated it; he’d looked at for quite a while.

But really, so what if he’s a bit shy?

A kind heart is all that matters.

Good for you, Sulbbang!

“Alright then, I’ll take you up on that offer soti.”

I had no idea that “soti” would be only a few hours later.

Our efforts paid off.

After hunting the seemingly endless minotaurs and running whenever too many showed up, we scoured the area thoroughly.

In a secluded spot, we managed to find a dungeon.

Just as we’d predicted, the “Suspicious Horn” was the key to entry.

But there was a catch.

[Dungeon: ‘Ancient Minotaur Habitat’ can only be accessed at night.]

Unfortunately, this dungeon had a ti restriction.

We’d discovered it just as dawn was breaking.

Considering we’d need to regroup with our other party mbers, it was an awkward ti to keep going.

We considered taking a break, but Sulbbang thought it was a great opportunity to start streaming.

He suggested we find a suitable spot where our location wouldn’t be visible and stream for a bit as a “learning experience.”

I couldn’t refuse.

As soon as I nodded, a notification popped up.

[Sulbbang has started streaming!]

The viewer count began climbing quickly.

I found myself nervously watching the chat.

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

Thankfully, I wasn’t as anxious as last ti.

Maybe I’d grown a bit more accustod to streaming after the arena.

"Where are you guys?"

"Didn’t he say he couldn’t stream? What’s this then?"

"Is that Gawol next to him?"

"Let’s go~ let’s go~ let’s go~"

"(ssage deleted: That armpit shot is making feel sothing)"

“Hello, everyone. I didn’t prepare much for today, but yes, Gawol is here with .”

While Sulbbang handled the intro, I kept an eye on the chat.

Most of the viewers knew who I was.

Winning the arena had boosted my reputation, and I’d also crashed Sulbbang’s streams a few tis.

Most of them were there to watch kill Sulbbang, though.

In any case, I wasn’t a stranger to them.

I even recognized a few usernas from before.

「SpankMaster has donated 10,000 Won」

「Gawol, aren’t you going to kill Sulbbang today?」

「(Attached video)」

The donation video was a clip of choking Sulbbang with my legs.

I think it was that sa person from before, although I wasn’t sure.

Sulbbang, seeing the video, shouted indignantly.

“Hey, we’re in the sa party today! I can’t kill a guest, right?”

“Well, I could always do it again if they ask. Just short of killing you.”

“Fine, once more—wait, what?”

“I can’t ignore a donation, can I? Money is important. They’re spending their hard-earned cash on this.”

“Where does that oddly professional attitude co from?”

How rude.

If I’m paid, I do the job.

This has been my rule since I started gaming, or rather, throughout my entire life.

Kendo only recently beca recognized as an elite sport.

And athletes can only make a living thanks to taxes or fans’ support.

If you’re paid, you have to do your duty.

Even if it’s difficult, you should at least try your best.

That’s how I was raised.

“Anyway, today’s stream will be a casual chat with Gawol. All donations for Gawol will go to her, so feel free to ask questions.”

"Is she a pro player?"

"I heard Kelberos is a kendo base, is that true?"

"Show us so Swordmaster moves!"

"(ssage deleted: How many bodies have you got?)"

"Just reveal your face already?"

"So, is Gawol cute or not? I’ve asked 2,345,721 tis now."

"What’s with all these simp comnts, damn it."

"Can I suck on those thighs in black stockings? Or is that a no-no?"

As Sulbbang spoke, the chat exploded with activity.

Maybe because this was a personal stream, viewers were quick to dig into whatever they were curious about.

Our party mbers usually avoided prying, even if they were interested.

But this was manageable.

I decided to set so boundaries and answer a few questions.

“Yes, I did train, but I’m not currently doing it. Whether I’m a pro or not is a secret. And I’m not answering any Swordmaster questions.”

「BunnyGirlStockingThief has donated 10,000 Won」

「Are you planning to reveal your face?」

「NoisyGirl has donated 50,000 Won」

「How do you train? So of the moves you pulled off in the tournant looked difficult.」

The questions were coming in faster than I’d expected.

I was a bit overwheld, especially as the donations kept rolling in.

But a promise is a promise, so I’d answer what I could.

“I’m not planning to reveal my face yet. As for training… in-ga, right? What I did was… uh…”

I started to enjoy myself.

Of course, I skipped questions about my personal life.

There was one particularly interesting question that gave a little motivation.

The strength of a character is highly influenced by stats, but control is ultimately up to the player.

Things like balance and posture can only be improved through practice.

Back in my athlete days, I’d seen a good training thod for situations like this.

Maybe a demonstration would be best?

The ground here was flat enough, so it wouldn’t be hard to show it off.

“Have you ever watched gymnastics?”