I May Be a Virtual Youtuber, but I Still Go to Work Chapter 29

"The universe really is against ," I thought as I got stuck on Mugeon’s team. But if I couldn’t take him down, then I’d just have to win the whole damn match.

"Mugeon, just don’t hold back. I’m planning to win today."

As soon as I said it, the chat exploded.

— “LMAO, who's really holding who back here?”

— “Bro, YOU’RE the one who’s gonna be dead weight.”

— “Yo, don’t underestimate Signal Flare.”

— “Little cocky, aren’t we?”

— “Why are all forr stream snipers so damn confident?”

— “A Diamond player talking big? Alright, let's see it.”

— “Try keeping up first, lmao.”

:: Anonymous has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: "EmployeeD, we’re letting this slide because you look cute. If it were anyone else, you'd be getting decked for that statent." ::

— “LMAOOO”

— “This is a bad on…”

— “You’re on thin ice, lmao.”

:: Anonymous has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: "Prediction: You won’t even be able to keep up with Mugeon." ::

— “Facts. Mugeon generates his own speed.”

— “Keeping up with him is already a challenge.”

— “Crazy Shot should at least help, though.”

:: Anonymous has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: "FACT: If EmployeeD is the sniper from two days ago, then Mugeon already lost a bet to her once." ::

— "Oh, REALLY?"

— "She never even confird it tho??"

— "Y’all are making a big deal out of a Diamond player, c’mon now."

I didn’t respond.

Skill wasn’t sothing you talked about—it was sothing you proved.

Seeing that I wasn’t engaging, Mugeon decided to step in and calm things down.

And he did it in the simplest way possible—by revealing my in-ga na.

[Alright, let’s all head to the waiting room. The match is about to start.]

[Got it, boss.]

"Understood."

The mont I entered the lobby—

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—The chat died for a second.

Then, laughter exploded.

— "NO WAY LMAO"

— "THAT USERNA, WTF"

— "Bro, you’d have to be blind not to see it."

— "They REALLY ca here just to advertise, huh?"

— "Okay, that’s actually funny."

— "LMAOOOOOOOO"

And then, to really drive it ho, Mugeon casually added—

[1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5, let’s do our best. I don’t think I’ll be the one holding you back, though. Just make sure you don’t trip over your own feet.]

His pronunciation was perfect. Not a single slip of the tongue.

Was this what happened when a pro-turned-strear got used to handling live content?

But for so reason, the way he said it pissed off.

It was like he was sucking up to my boss.

…Should I kill him?

"Just to be safe, can I team-kill before you start slowing down?"

— "LMAOOOO"

— "SHE REALLY JUST SAYS ANYTHING, HUH?"

— "Chaotic energy, I respect it."

— "That villain arc keeps peeking through, lmao."

[1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5, we’re teammates. You do want to win, right?]

"I’m just saying, if you hold back, then you’re technically a troll. And I have a history of taking out trolls."

[Does that an I can take you out first? Because that seems like the logical next step.]

A third teammate—support class—interrupted with a very tired voice.

[Mugeon, please. I just want to win this.]

…And just like that, I’d fallen into Mugeon’s pace again.

Dammit.

[Alright, make sure to keep an eye on 1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5. If you don’t manage her properly, she’s gonna turn around and double-barrel you in the back. Isn’t that right, 1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5?]

"Obviously."

— "DYING."

— "BRO, STOP SAYING THE FULL NA."

— "WHY IS HE LIKE THIS?"

— "I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE."

Everyone was losing their minds over Mugeon saying my full userna every ti.

But in this match, that was the rule.

No skipping, no abbreviating.

It was an unspoken agreent among the players.

And that was perfect.

Because I wanted him to say it over and over again.

The more tis my userna got repeated, the more it got burned into the audience’s heads.

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The PR move was working flawlessly.

Still, if we were gonna win, I needed Mugeon to actually focus.

So I locked in my character pick—Crazy Shot.

That should tell him everything he needed to know.

[Wait, do you really use dual shotguns?]

"I survive in ranked using only shotguns and smoke grenades."

Mugeon made a low hum, like he was thinking about whether or not this would ss up the team composition.

But surprisingly, he accepted it without a fuss.

[Alright, we’ll keep it as is. The team balance looks good. EmployeeD, you’ll be our frontline. I’ll lock down the backline as Hawkeye. Our support, Wonhyuk, will handle mid-range control.]

Assault, Controller, Support.

A good squad needed all three classes.

And in this lineup?

I was Assault.

My job was simple: rush in and create chaos.

If I could take down enemies in the process? Even better.

"I’m just gonna throw smoke and charge forward. You guys clean up the leftovers."

[Wait, wasn’t that supposed to be your job? I take them down, and you finish them off?]

— "STOP."

— "BRO, MY BRAIN CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE."

— "1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5 1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5 1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5 1stGen1stAnniversarySongReleasesNov5."

— "ENOUGH. PLEASE."

— "I’VE MORIZED IT. I GET IT. THE 1ST GEN ANNIVERSARY SONG DROPS ON NOVEMBER 5TH."

Chat was completely breaking down.

Everything was going according to plan.

All that was left now—was to make sure we won.

***

The mont the match started, every team had already identified the weakest link.

It was Mugeon’s team.

No matter how much of a god-tier sniper Mugeon was back in his pro days, he couldn't handle a coordinated attack from multiple opponents at once.

He was a sniper, after all.

If one person tried to take him down, they’d probably get shot first. But if two or more players targeted him simultaneously, Mugeon had a high chance of getting eliminated before he could react.

Of course, things would be different if he had a dedicated support player at his back—soone to provide healing, shields, or barriers.

Back when Mugeon’s team won an international tournant, he had taken the high ground and shredded the enemy team’s shields while his two teammates mopped up the remains.

Ever since then, Mugeon had preferred to operate alone.

So, the usual strategy against his team was simple—rush him first. Once Mugeon was down, the remaining two teammates would be easy to clean up.

His sniping was deadly, but it had its limits. If soone used cover to sneak up on him, even Mugeon couldn't react in ti.

[If we run into Mugeon's team, we take out Mugeon first, right?]

"Wrong. We clear the frontline first."

[Agreed. We need to handle the headbutting dinosaur first.]

That "headbutting dinosaur"—better known as EmployeeD or Signal Flare—was already a well-known na to about a third of the players here.

The other two-thirds had quickly looked her up on gaming wikis once they saw her na in the match.

And what did they find?

A player who only knew how to charge.

In the pro scene, diving into a fight without properly identifying enemy positions was basically suicide.

Even with a smoke grenade, it wasn’t foolproof.

The smoke had a limited radius. Anyone close enough could still see through it.

Not to ntion, pro players had insane movent skills.

This was a ga with a long ti-to-kill. Against high-level movent, even unloading an entire magazine often wasn't enough to secure a kill.

For an ambush to work, you had to take soone down imdiately.

If you failed?

You’d just get sward by the enemy’s mid and backline players, completely outnumbered and outgunned.

That’s why teamwork was everything beyond Diamond rank.

And EmployeeD’s reckless charges?

They were far more likely to throw the match than win it.

[Let’s bait her forward and eliminate her first. Once their support is isolated, we can fake an attack and then flank Mugeon.]

"Got it."

[Roger that.]

So, when the BOOM! BOOM! of a double-barrel shotgun echoed nearby, Team C imdiately repositioned.

They moved toward the noise, staying behind walls and buildings.

The trap was set.

Just as expected, a cylindrical object ca rolling toward them.

Clink— PSSSHHHHHH.

A smoke grenade hit the ground and burst open, releasing thick white smoke.

— "She really ca in?!"

— "Bro, she’s actually just charging in."

— "It’s not even full coverage—she's wide open!"

— "This is why Diamonds are Diamonds…"

The Assault player holding the frontline started falling back.

[Pulling back slowly.]

"We’re flanking."

Even chat was already preparing to mourn EmployeeD’s death.

But—

Just before the Assault could fully retreat out of the smoke,

A shadow lunged forward.

A red braid.

Dark blue lipstick.

Two massive shotgun barrels—

Crazy Shot.

[What the—?!]

She was insane.

The entire squad had almost completed their flank—which ant she was seconds away from being completely surrounded.

But instead of retreating, she rushed the Assault player head-on.

She should have been dead.

But the Assault player was experienced. He knew that close-range fights weren’t always a guaranteed death sentence.

At this distance, if he moved erratically enough, her shotgun spread wouldn’t be able to land clean hits—

BOOM!

BOOM!

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["What the hell?!"]

— "???"

— "Wait, what just happened?"

— "Her accuracy is INSANE."

It wasn’t just any shield.

It was Level 3 Shield Armor.

Just one level below max, aning it could survive a direct headshot from an anti-material sniper rifle.

And yet, the Assault player had dropped instantly.

EmployeeD had landed almost every pellet of her shotgun spread—straight into the head.

Through the smoke.

With almost no visibility.

"What the fuck just happened?"

[No, seriously, how did I go down that fast?]

"It’s not about how. Just give us her position."

[Where do you THINK? She’s in the fucking smoke. Don’t go in yet! That shotgun is weird as hell."]

"Understood."

If they had reacted instantly—if they had rushed into the smoke while she was reloading—she might have been eliminated.

But they hesitated.

They hadn’t expected her to actually land that kill.

Everyone knew she played with smoke and shotguns.

But nobody had proof that she could do it against pros.

"Throw grenades."

[Roger that.]

The Support and Controller players were just about to lob grenades into the smoke—

When Crazy Shot suddenly burst out.

Pigtails bouncing.

Shotguns raised.

Heading straight for the Support.

She had heard the sound of a grenade being cooked—

And imdiately charged in before it could be thrown.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Support player—down.

["FUCK!"]

The Controller threw his grenade anyway—but she was already gone.

She ducked back into the smoke just before he could fire a follow-up shot.

TA-TA-TA-TA!

Bullets tore through the expected escape route, but only barely chipped her shield.

"Her escape speed is fucking nuts…!"

The Controller imdiately repositioned.

"No way a Diamond plays like this. This has to be a smurf."

— "What the hell is this reaction speed?"

— "Is she a pro?"

— "Nah, no way. Pro won’s teams still get stomped by amateur n’s teams."

— "There’s no way she’s actually an employee, lmao."

But before he could finish processing it—

PSSSSHHHHH.

Another smoke bomb exploded—directly in front of him.

She had read his position.

She was coming for him next.

The smoke rolled toward him, curling over the walls, swallowing his vision.

He had two choices.

Charge into the smoke and take a head-on fight.

Fall back and wait for the smoke to clear.

Normally, he’d take option 1.

But—

Sothing about what he’d just seen made him hesitate.

He felt like if he stepped inside, he’d die instantly.

So, he did the one thing he never did.

He ran.

He turned and sprinted away, hoping to revive his fallen teammates—

BANG!

CRASH!

"Ah, fuck. I’m dead."

EmployeeD wasn’t alone.

She didn’t have to finish him herself.

Because Mugeon’s sniper round had already shattered his shield.

And when Crazy Shot erged from the smoke—

Her double-barrel was already aid at his head.

BOOM.

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