I Became a Malicious Streamer

Daesik, frozen with a panic-stricken face, wasn’t the first to react; it was the chat room.

[Mollru, why are you here?]

[Teacher, what are you doing here?]

[Hey, I told you to turn on the broadcast, and you’re causing chaos in someone else’s room!]

[At least you should have shown some effort with a secondary account!]

[Mollru can’t hold back, cursing Daesik’s horrendous skills in chat;;]

[Mollru, turn on the broadcast @@@@@]

The reactions were heated.

I hadn’t expected to get this kind of attention, and I felt like crawling into a mouse hole out of embarrassment.

It’s all Daesik’s fault for not reading my chat earlier!

Like a broken machine, Daesik keeps going “uh, uh, um.”

I became a bit resentful and typed bluntly in the chat.

Mollru: 1v1 ㄱ?

“Wait a minute. Is that really you, Mollru? The one I faced three times in a row?”

Mollru: Yes.

Daesik hesitated a bit and then asked.

“…Did you happen to snipe me?”

Mollru: No, I think we just ran into each other because our ranks were similar.

“Three times in a row? Against me only?”

Mollru: It must be a coincidence. I was surprised too.

Though she said that, it was clear neither Daesik nor the viewers believed her.

[Info) Mollru has a history of infinite sniping Sua.]

[Ah, lol, is it Daesik’s turn this time? What did Daesik do wrong!]

[The King of Susus, O Daesik!]

[As expected, the first place in the Men’s World Cup, O Daesik ㄷㄷ]

[King of Susus! King of Susus! King of Susus!]

[Hehe… Noona, please snipe me too. Hehe… Noona, please snipe me too.]

Mollru: What do I benefit from sniping Daesik? I was merely curious because I kept seeing you in the broadcast.

“Yes, right? It doesn’t feel like you’re stream sniping anyway, so it must be just that, right? Uh, stop flooding the chat.”

Mollru: So when do we do the 1v1? I’ve got a custom room set up.

“Um, are you really going to do it? You’re a Challenger, and I’m a Master.”

Mollru: I’m not a Challenger. I get matched with you, so how can I be a Challenger?

“You have a main account. How can you be a Master with such skills?”

Mollru: This is my main account. Besides, you said you wanted to 1v1 me because you were confident. I don’t want to get IP-banned either. Just come in quickly.

“No, that’s… that’s not it. Ugh…”

Daesik, all crumpled, didn’t know what to do with the words he had thrown out.

As he was tearing at his hair, his eyes suddenly widened.

“Wait, damn it, thinking about it, it’s unfair! Why am I the one flustered? I’ve done nothing wrong!”

He flailed his arms, pleading for his unfairness.

“It’s because you’re typing like that! Who says to be that mindless with your criticism? Even our family puppy would play better! What’s with this chat?”

Mollru: If I type nicely, it seems like Daesik wouldn’t read it…

“Just because you chat like that doesn’t mean it’s okay! And what’s with this weird criticism? ‘Oh, just now, I dodged the skill by moving to the left and rolled while I was dealing damage!’ Who can do that in a 3v1 situation?”

Mollru: That’s not mindless criticism. If I really did that, I would have saved it.

“I can’t do that! Not everyone can do what you can, Teacher!”

Daesik was passionately expressing himself, raising his voice and speaking quickly as if he was out of breath.

After waiting for his breaths to stabilize, I spoke.

Mollru: I’m sorry. I just wanted to see you do well, Daesik… I wanted to see you become a Grandmaster. I guess I got too greedy.

As I suddenly bowed my head, Daesik looked visibly flustered.

“Uh, um, if you suddenly say that… No, I’m the one who should apologize. More than that, shall we talk about something else? You said you wanted to see me become a Grandmaster; what does that mean—?”

Having vented his anger once, it seemed Daesik gained some composure.

He must have realized the scene did look a bit strange.

A sturdy man was intimidating a frail woman while streaming.

Daesik waved his hands, trying to wrap things up.

I had no intention of letting that happen.

Mollru: Even if I can’t watch the live broadcast often, I’ve kept up with your YouTube channel. Today, I finally caught your live broadcast, and I saw many issues in your gameplay. I thought if you fixed those, you could definitely reach Grandmaster, so I typed in the chat.

Mollru: You’re being too harsh, throwing insults…

I added one of the emoticons provided as a default on Switch, a cute character looking teary-eyed.

Public opinion quickly flipped to my side.

[Ah, lol, Mollru suddenly became a fave]

[What are you doing to such a rare fave, Daesik…?]

[Daesik went too far]

[No matter what, cursing at a woman is a bit much]

[She said it was all for your sake, Daesik]

[A man can’t take just that]

[O Daesik/Wikipedia/Controversy]

[Isn’t he just using what Sua did to him?]

“No, that’s not it. I…I was wrong. Please spare me.”

Looking at the chaotic chat room, Daesik held his head as I said to him.

Mollru: Come 1v1 ^^

*

“A tournament is being held?”

“Yes, yes, this time it’s going to be a bit bigger on Switch. It’s a friendly match between streamers who play EOW, and the prize pool is quite large.”

The winning team gets a prize of 6,000!

6,000. Hearing the prize money made Sua’s head spin.

Five players and one coach.

Even split among six, it’s a thousand each.

One chance to win a grand prize of a thousand!

Plus, there’s the potential economic spillover from the tournament itself.

Such a large-scale event would definitely attract numerous viewers.

There’s no reason not to participate.

Streamer Sua.

On her day off, unlike her usual free day, she was sitting in front of her computer.

She was currently on a Discord call with someone.

The person she was talking to was Jinsu, one of the Switch operators.

The person leading the official broadcasts on the Switch’s official channel.

A familiar face had brought some interesting information.

“For the first tournament, having a big prize pool means the organizers expect a lot from it.”

“If we start off well, the prize money will gradually increase. That would benefit us as well as the streamers. Right now, we’re gathering people ourselves, but as it gets bigger, we’ll likely receive direct support later, right?”

Just listening to Jinsu made it clear this wasn’t a one-off tournament.

The first one starts in just two weeks.

If the tournament does well, she could be a pioneer in its success.

“I’m currently considering a four-team structure for the semifinals, which would require about 20 streamers. That’s quite a number.”

“But it’s not just about skill; it’s even better if those 20 have some name recognition. Like you, Sua.”

“Oh, you flatter me.”

Summarizing Jinsu’s words, it was evident that the more recognizable names would draw in viewers.

Having streamers participate would also serve as advertising for the event.

Streamers with a decent audience base.

People with fixed viewership were preferred.

Jinsu, as an organizer, had implicitly pinpointed Sua as a surefire draw.

Unbeknownst to her, Sua felt quite pleased.

“I heard you’ve just ranked up to Master? You’re on fire. You’re definitely our top pick.”

Jinsu wasn’t the type to say empty words.

Him praising her like this meant the organizers genuinely thought so.

Being someone who frequently checked the community, Sua was aware of how she was perceived.

The typical image of a pretty face with a high tier.

It seemed earning the Master rank had shifted that perception.

“But the rules are a bit complex. It’s not just about organizing teams, but it looks like we’ll set them up through an auction.”

“Auction?”

“If we just gather the best players, it wouldn’t be fun, right? Randomly selecting players could lead to imbalance in team composition as well.”

Sua agreed and nodded at that point.

“Each team’s coach will be given an equal amount of points. It could be 500 points or 1000 points. That’s the budget for the auction.”

“The coaches will use those points to buy players and form their own teams. When a player is up for grabs, four coaches will bid using their points to secure that player. It’s a straightforward auction method.”

Just like an auction house.

As the image formed in Sua’s mind, she spoke.

“Points will likely be spent on higher tier players.”

“Not always. If you spend all your points on one player, you’ll have to fill the remaining team with unselected players.”

“Oh, I get it. Managing the points wisely to form a team is key.”

It’s a rather strategic setup.

The organizers seemed to have put in some thought.

“Yes, the team’s identity will depend on the coach’s decisions. Will it be a one-man team focusing all points on a top-tier player, or a balanced team composed more evenly?”

That sounds interesting.

That’s what Sua thought.

“So right now, we’re reaching out to streamers to see if they’re interested in participating. Do you have any recommendations?”

“Hmm….”

Sua contemplated Jinsu’s earlier conditions.

It wasn’t about skill, but promotional effect.

Being skilled wouldn’t matter so much.

What mattered was someone who could heat up the whole tournament.

The more recognizable they were, the better.

And since this is an official broadcast, there shouldn’t be any controversies.

As she thought deeply, a certain name crossed Sua’s mind.

Somehow, it felt like there was no one better.

Having thought of the perfect candidate, Sua opened her mouth.

“There’s someone who fits perfectly for this tournament.”

*

“Daesik, you shouldn’t roll like that! I’ve told you so many times!”

“Daesik can reach Grandmaster. Just follow what I said.”

“Oh, that was good, but focused on dodging, so your skill shots have suffered. You need to manage both.”

“If you’re going all weapons, this level of skill isn’t enough.”

“Since we’re in a 1v1, I’ll teach you in detail. Watching you has been quite frustrating.”

“Eh? You’re giving up already? How long have you been practicing? You’re just whining. I know your stamina, Daesik.”

“Can we try that again like we did before?”

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