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91 – It’s Really a Jatdwaeppyeo

91 – It’s Really a Jatdwaeppyeo

… ─ — Parallel (Virtual Youtuber) Gallery ─ ─ — …

[The Reason Why It’s Not a Problem to Call Him a Bastard]

Well, I can’t just curse out the director who made the team like this, haha.

[Comments]

— Parallel834: For real, haha.

— Parallel095: This is right, haha.

— Parallel781: This guy is smart, let’s draft him with a badge, right?

– Parallel223 (Author): Ttuu… Taa…

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… ─ — Parallel (Virtual Youtuber) Gallery ─ ─ — …

[This is a disaster]

(I think it’s over.clip)

I understand Majiya’s feelings.

How the hell am I supposed to win this?

Young-gun is such a damn bastard.

[Comments]

— Parallel761: I’ve replayed it about a hundred times, and the cursing is just so satisfying, haha.

— Parallel834: Honestly, I would have lost my mind too, haha.

– Parallel225: I can’t even breathe.

— Parallel101: But this is something Yemi should take responsibility for, it can’t be helped, haha.

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Parallel005: Can that be done in just a week, haha?

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Parallel901: Did you enjoy being on the same team as Oshi? Now just roll like a dog.

— Parallel652: Wow, but this is really bad for both Young-gun and S-Rank.

– Parallel304: At this point, isn’t this just an intelligent anti-fan?

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A few minutes before the gallery related to the members who joined the team was filled with blame directed at Young-gun.

So, this was when Majiya’s joining the team was not yet confirmed.

Young-gun, who was watching the auction broadcast, felt similarly.

“Shit, what do I do?”

— What do you mean, what do you do, haha.

— Damn, you made it like this, haha.

— Has this guy already lost his memory?

— Sigh, that Yemi bastard, haha.

— Young-gun, don’t auction again, if you do, you might really die.

— This guy almost ruined the team in the last tournament too, haha.

In fact, Young-gun had faced a similar crisis during last year’s tournament.

However, since the item back then wasn’t Serena, his head didn’t completely break.

He narrowly escaped being caught up in a bluff, and instead, the opposing team’s player composition got tangled up and it turned into a mess…

But since this auction involved Serena, who was Oshi, Young-gun couldn’t hold back.

Originally, fan feelings aren’t something you can control.

:: An anonymous sponsor has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: But seriously, what are you planning to do? Looking at the composition, there’s really no answer, haha. ::

“Right… It’s almost confirmed that our Majiya will join as a 3-tier, right?”

— Yup.

— The chances of another team taking her are low.

— The gameplay video is ambiguous, and she’s only in her fifth day, haha.

— No matter how well she shoots in Battle Call, you never know how bad the dice rolls might be, so they can’t take her, haha.

— She’s definitely ours, haha.

— It’s just a disaster.

As expected, the result was just as anticipated.

[Yes, with this, Majiya, the 3-tier, will naturally join Young-gun’s team.]

As soon as Young-gun let out a big sigh, the viewers started teasing him excitedly.

— What a total disaster.

— Good luck.

— The team that got struck by lightning this tournament is confirmed, haha.

— Just run away, haha.

— Fighting~.

— The one who made it like this should do well, what can be done, haha.

“Ah… I really feel sorry for Serena. I got too heated during the auction.”

— Are you really an intelligent anti-fan?

— Honestly, you don’t like her, do you?

— Just say it, bro.

“Ah, no! I really wanted to bring her because I like her. Huh? I wanted to win at least once for her. Damn it. Ah! Ugh!!”

Pulling his hair and trying to vent his emotions didn’t change anything.

Kamik (Attack) Serena (Tactics) Majiya (Attack) Bajubi (Infiltration) KraeMang (Defense).

The team members were confirmed as five.

At least their roles didn’t overlap, which was a stroke of luck.

:: An anonymous sponsor has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: But bro, you never know, Majiya might be an unpolished gem, and if trained well, she could be used like a 2-tier. ::

“… Oh really?”

— You’re not saying you don’t know what a Signal Flare is just because you only play Combative, are you?

— ?

— Didn’t you know?

“Uh, sorry. I didn’t really know what she did. I just thought she was an ordinary Virtual Youtuber. Looking at the submitted video, it was just average for a 3-tier, or even below average.”

:: An anonymous sponsor has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: I thought you had already analyzed everything and that’s why you were sighing so heavily, haha. ::

— Wait, were you really sighing because you didn’t know anything? Haha.

— Shouldn’t you reanalyze the team’s strength?

— ??

“Wait a minute. Listening to you guys, I really need to look her up.”

As Young-gun searched for Majiya, to his surprise, there was a TreeWiki document.

Was she this famous?

She even had a record of winning against Mugeon in a Kill Bet as a Battle Colosseum Master (True).

“Wait. Why is someone like this a 3-tier? Isn’t she at least a 2-tier as you guys said?”

It was revealed that the director hadn’t even bothered to recognize all twenty players on the team.

Naturally, criticism poured in.

— The playstyle doesn’t match Combative.

— I knew this would happen.

— This guy never calculated to take Majiya into the team, haha.

— Ugh, this guy is supposed to be a director, haha.

— Just quit being a director.

“Guys, I wanted to pick only solid picks this time too. Isn’t that how you win?”

Bam!

:: :: You Young-gun’s Fan has donated 100,000 Clouds! :: ::

:: :: Damn, how can that guy just shove 805 into Serena? Hit your head! :: ::

Young-gun awkwardly walked over to the wall and flipped over.

A little later, he showed a bizarre act of doing a handstand with his head instead of his hands and said.

His face was flushed red, veins popping.

“I’m sorry. But in the end, it was because I wanted to win with Serena. I’m sorry.”

— Hahahahahaha.

— Hahahahahaha.

— As expected, the one who gives a sharp remark is the chairman, hahahaha.

While Young-gun was getting scolded, Majiya was called out for an interview.

[Now, let’s have an interview with the last member to join, Majiya.]

[Hello.]

As soon as Young-gun heard her soft yet somewhat deflated voice, his eyes lit up.

[So, Majiya, this is your first time participating in this tournament. How do you feel right now?]

She even threw out a curse during the official auction broadcast.

[I just feel like it’s over.]

[Hahaha! NG, NG, wait a minute, wait a minute!]

[Hahaha! I feel like it’s a disaster. I feel like I’m done. I’ll take that as what you meant. Hehe.]

Some might find it cute, but Young-gun, being a connoisseur of female voices, could tell.

This was the kind of weariness that could only come from a working person who had a long day.

But if that working person’s voice was this soothing to the ears?

Naturally, he had no choice but to stop the punishment handstand and sit in a chair.

As the camera got closer, the viewers sighed at the sight of his red face.

— Oh no, this guy activated the sensor again.

— That bastard really messed up the auction because of a girl, right?

— Look at his reaction speed, haha.

— Is it another Oshi-hen?

“No, Oshi-hen is a bastard. Would I really do that? It’s just that her voice is nice! More than that, guys. You bastards. If there was someone like this, you should have let me know earlier!”

:: An anonymous sponsor has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: If you jump in like us armchair experts, it makes it hard to judge, haha. ::

While Young-gun was arguing with the viewers, Majiya continued speaking during the interview.

[If it were a different game, I would have confidently said I’d carry. But it’s Combative, so I can’t say that, which is a pity. Still, I’ll do my best.]

The applause that followed was from Young-gun.

Regardless of whether the viewers were dumbfounded or not, Young-gun seemed to have made up his mind.

“Our team. Surprisingly, it might not be bad? With Serena and Majiya. Just thinking about hearing the voices of these two beautiful women makes me suddenly happy? Moreover, Majiya is a potential 2-tier. It’s okay, we can do this.”

— Sigh, only the team members will suffer.

— No… that’s not it.

— Why are you excluding Bajubi, haha?

— This is just the organizers’ fault for putting Yemi as the director.

–

At the same time, in the team chat room where Majiya had just finished her interview and joined.

Naturally, the atmosphere was like a funeral.

They should have been discussing what to do next or cheering each other on, but…

In reality, aside from KraeMang, hardly anyone was speaking.

[Oh, Jia is here!]

“Hello, uncle. It’s nice to see you again.”

[Wow. I just feel reassured! Our Serena is said to be good. And Kamik is said to shoot well. Plus, we even have my nephew? This is a win~!]

Someone like KraeMang wouldn’t speak without noticing.

In other words, his continued talking was an effort to salvage the dying atmosphere.

[No…]

[I’ll do my best.]

[……………….]

But Serena couldn’t speak properly due to the pressure.

Kamik, as always, was colorless and odorless since Aime Wolf.

Bajubi, being a low-tier player around 50, couldn’t even join the conversation.

In the end, the only one who could step up in this atmosphere was Majiya.

If the streamers were too busy being cautious, then it was up to the ordinary person, Majiya, to step in.

She hesitated for a moment about whether it was okay to step in among streamers.

She was worried that if left as it was, the gloomy atmosphere might infect Parallel.

“Uncle. Did you see my interview?”

[Huh? I did.]

“We’re in trouble.”

[Wasn’t that just a joke?]

“No. I’m serious. It’s really bad. I’m not joking.”

The cause was Young-gun’s fault for forming the team like this.

But now, there was no turning back, so they had no choice but to do their best.

However, to do their best, the team had to be cohesive, and the members had to get along.

In a situation where everyone was playing separately, things that needed to be resolved wouldn’t get resolved.

Fortunately, KraeMang responded to Majiya’s joke, and the atmosphere gradually brightened.

[Hahaha! Well, it can’t be helped. Then I guess I’ll have to become a comedian. What can I do?]

“I knew you’d say that, uncle. But becoming a comedian right away is a bit much. I need to at least perform well in the scrims.”

[Yeah, yeah. That’s right! But you keep calling me uncle so well? I thought you’d be too embarrassed to say that after that day.]

“I wasn’t particularly embarrassed that day.”

[Hey, in my memory, that’s not true. Majiya was just a ripe persimmon.]

“Ah, please don’t make forced Goroshi jokes.”

As they were chatting, naturally, Serena joined in.

Though she had no connection with KraeMang, they shared the common ground of Majiya blushing.

[Jia, you were all blushy when you were with us at the year-end party. People were recognizing you and taking your business cards…]

“Ah, Serena is starting too. Did you enjoy beating me up while keeping me locked up?”

[I didn’t beat you up. I just protected you…? Maru said we had to protect you, or else we’d be in big trouble.]

“Oh dear. Those people got excited when others came and introduced themselves instead of me. Oh dear, oh dear.”

And in this flow, Kamik couldn’t be left out either.

Since the Aime Wolf collaboration, he had wanted to become friends with Majiya on stream, but his shy nature, contrasting with the madness he showed on stream, held him back.

Even at the year-end party, he had a chance to greet her through Rupko, but he only managed to exchange a very brief greeting.

But now they were a team.

Whether they liked it or not, they would be together until the league match next week, and if things went well, they could stay as a team until the playoffs the following week.

If he missed this opportunity, he would end up looking foolish, just like Rupko said, “Why are you being so cautious when you’re not even confessing?”

Kamik subtly joined the conversation, naturally relating to Majiya’s embarrassment.

[Jia, you didn’t seem to blush when you were with us at the year-end party.]

“Because the Crazy Dog Crew felt like friends, and it was comfortable.”

[Friends? Jia, aren’t you a teenager?]

“Teenagers can’t work… No, is that a wrong statement? Anyway, what’s wrong with me working? And I revealed my age during the self-introduction back then, so if you’re saying that now… We’re the same age.”

[Just kidding. Just kidding.]

Though Serena, who was auctioned off for a high price, felt the most pressure.

Kamik, being a 1-tier who had to carry the team with Serena, felt uneasy.

But as the conversation naturally continued around Majiya, Kamik couldn’t help but think.

‘Maybe this team could actually work out?’

In the end, tournaments are about team synergy.

Even teams that were evaluated as having dismal individual skills, or teams that were terrible in scrims, often soared in actual matches if they had good synergy.

There was no reason to believe Young-gun’s team wouldn’t be the same.

Of course, there was Bajubi, who was caught in the middle of big companies and was being crushed, but it was better not to touch that side.

After all, Majiya herself was originally supposed to be in Bajubi’s position, so she understood best what Bajubi’s feelings were.

She must be on the verge of a heart attack.

Hoping no one would talk to her.

It was probably similar to how Majiya felt when she received a request for a Makgora from Dohee.

Anyway, in this somewhat cheerful atmosphere, Ding-dong.

Finally, the bastard who made the team like this, no, the director Young-gun appeared.

[Hello! Director Young-gun, I’m here to greet my team members!!]

The reaction was so cold it was as if it had frozen solid like a winter military base in Cheorwon.

Rather, Bajubi, who had been cautiously observing, unexpectedly spoke up.

[Director, thanks to you, I’ve met some great team members. Thank you.]

If the team atmosphere had been good from the start, that statement would have been seen as a symbol of warmth…

But what were all the viewers, including those watching Bajubi’s stream, thinking right now?

Wow, after making the team like this, that low-tier guy who had been cautious from earlier is now throwing shade.

It couldn’t be helped.

As expected.

Soon, countless arrows of malice began to fly into Team Leader Young-gun’s broadcast chat.

It was a battlefield. The defending side was just Young-gun.

— Bajubi is throwing shade, haha.

— Die.

— Rock.

— Go die.

— You bastard.

— Sigh.

— If Bajubi is talking, how bad must it be, haha.

— Me.

— Are you really the director after that?

— Go die, please.

— The director needs to be replaced for real.

As can be seen from the chat, which was hot enough to burn, even if they laughed it off now, there would definitely be talk when the actual tournament came.

They would say that the players couldn’t even perform properly because of that director.

So, to avoid blowing up later, he had to create a scene where he was being stepped on by the players right now.

Even if he later acknowledged his responsibility and apologized, for now, he had to get through it cheerfully for the sake of the players.

[Hahaha. Still, it’s uplifting to have three beautiful women on the team. Isn’t that right? KraeMang, Kamik.]

That’s why Young-gun deliberately came out even more shamelessly.

He pointed out KraeMang and Kamik because they were the ones with the biggest stature.

It was like he was asking them to step on him properly.

[Oh yes. It does give me a lot of energy, but it seems like a long march of hardships is expected because of you, Young-gun. Hahaha!]

[That’s right. Just as KraeMang said. Thank you very much.]

However, even if KraeMang was joking, his kind nature wouldn’t change, and Kamik, as mentioned earlier, was a shy guy.

The two’s response was not to step on Young-gun but to place their feet on the crouching Young-gun, who was trying to take a hit.

As for Serena, she was too kind-hearted to say anything in such a situation.

In the end, the only one who could step up was Majiya.

It would be troublesome if the bad vibes created by the ruined team flowed back into Parallel.

More than anything, no one was as accustomed to being the villain as Majiya.

Right now, she symbolized the villain when it came to Signal Flares, but how much backlash did she face when she first appeared on Momo’s stream?

Clearing her throat to grab everyone’s attention, Majiya coldly said.

“Director.”

[Ah yes, Jia! Nice to meet you!]

“Are you laughing right now? Get down on the ground.”

Young-gun immediately prostrated himself on the floor.

Not only did he prostrate himself, but he even started doing push-ups.

[Kuaaaah. PT exercises commence!! One for Majiya-nim. Two for absolute obedience! One-aat! For Majiya-nim—.]

— ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

— You crazy bastard ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

— Enough with the bullshit ㅋㅋㅋ

— The guy who ruined the team to pick Serena ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

But it wasn’t enough yet.

To reverse the atmosphere, he had to push them until the viewers felt uncomfortable.

“Why are you obeying me? Is that what’s important right now? Repeat after me. One for Serena-nim. Two for I’m sorry.”

[I’m sorry!! Serena-nim!!]

“Your voice is too quiet.”

[I’m sorry!!! Serena-niim!!!]

“Louder.”

[Kuaaaah!!]

Being punished and forgiven by the team was Young-gun’s WWE, the director who had misconfigured the team.

That’s why Majiya acted as if she were possessed by a real demon.

He probably did about 30 push-ups.

Young-gun froze in a prone position, unable to move.

“Why aren’t you doing it? Don’t tell me you’ve already lost all your remorse?”

[N-no… I… haven’t… Huhu.]

“Oh my. The team is a complete disaster, but you’re still laughing. One again.”

[Serena-nim…….]

— How long is she gonna make him do this ㅋㅋㅋ

— Is Majiya really angry?

— She’s ruthless.

It was only when Young-gun’s arms were trembling and he was writhing in pain that Serena, who had been watching carefully, intervened.

[Jia-nim! Stop. It’s okay to stop. I think the director’s feelings have been conveyed enough….]

It was time to end the role-playing, so Majiya said to Serena.

“Serena-nim, you should also resolve any complaints you have with the director and finish it. That way, there won’t be any friction during practice throughout the tournament.”

Serena hesitated, but she wasn’t completely without grievances either.

Majiya had seen many Virtual Youtubers, and she knew that people who are usually kind and angelic tend to accumulate a lot of resentment.

[If we don’t make it to the playoffs, I’m permanently banning the director’s ID.]

It was like a bolt from the blue for Young-gun, who was a fan.

Even a womanizer who flirts with many women has a main girl.

Although he was distracted by her beautiful voice, Young-gun’s feelings for Serena were genuine.

[Serena-nim. Do you know who I created this team for? I’m confident I won’t get banned. Let’s aim for the championship!]

Young-gun’s confidence was revealed in the results three days later.

— Is this right?

— We’re screwed…

— (The chatbot has detected inappropriate language)

— (Message from a blocked user)

— I don’t think it’s gonna work ㅋㅋㅋ

— What confidence did Young-gun have to say that ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

— Aish ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

— The result would be the same whether we participate in the tournament or not, so should we just no-show?

— No answer

— (The chatbot has detected inappropriate language)

— No hope

— GG

— (Message from a blocked user)

— Let’s stop here

— Young-gun’s team (End)

As you can see from the atmosphere in our room’s chat after the third day of scrims.

His confidence was close to bluffing.

There are complicated reasons, but the result is as follows.

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

:: I’ve never seen a scrim win rate of 0% on the third day in my life ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ::

The chat atmosphere looked precarious.

In the end, I had no choice but to scold the director, Young-gun, again.

“Director-nim. What are you doing? Prostrate yourself.”

[Kuaaaah.]

Author’s Note

The next chapter will be uploaded at 12 o’clock~