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    Ch.280275 – Father-in-Law

    # River waters once flowed never return.

    For over a decade, even the most brilliant PDs at broadcasting stations couldn’t win back viewers who had migrated to internet streaming, despite creating ingenious programs.

    To grow the market, broadcasting stations reversed course and signed broadcasting rights contracts with Twissy.

    Their strategy to absorb internet broadcasters’ viewers proved effective.

    That’s why around this time in October, new broadcasting categories appear on Twissy.

    Relay broadcasts tagged with “#KBS, #Relay, #Competition” begin to open one by one, with suspiciously well-educated streamers appearing in droves.

    [Hyebam’s Broadcasting Station]

    [Don’t give up, kids! Fight back!]

    [Cephiron Academy (Gangnam) vs. Altair Academy (Gangbuk)]

    [Viewers: 1895]

    Yoo Si-a, the streamer “IfSunnyFallsThenNightComes,” became famous as a female League challenger and university tournament champion.

    For the first time since starting internet broadcasting, she could finally benefit from her academic credentials.

    -Was the host from Mirinae Academy?

    -Suddenly seeing you differently knowing you graduated cum laude from high school

    -How is Hyebam a Mirinae Academy graduate lolololol

    -How is the academy named “Mirinae” lolololol

    └ Don’t disrespect our King God Sejong!

    “Wasn’t Name in 2nd grade this year? Then this must be her first competition?”

    -Yeah

    -She’s 8, so 2nd grade is right.

    -But I heard she’s competing as a 9th grader?

    “9th grade? What are you talking about?”

    Si-a quickly searched the content on her dual monitors.

    Sure enough, her name was clearly listed in the middle school division roster.

    “What is this…”

    -LMAOOOOO

    -Skipping all of elementary and going straight to middle school, how is this possible lol

    -Teacher, this kid is using cheats lololololol

    -Is this really such a big deal? Never watched the competition before so I don’t understand.

    “Every single kid participating in the competition is a monster, without exception. Especially by middle school, they’re all born to fight. Ugh, she’ll be completely outmatched…”

    Si-a shuddered as she recalled memories from the past.

    While viewers were having heated discussions about how well Name would perform, a Twissy-wide announcement broadcast played.

    [Academy Competition Trending Streamer: NoName]

    “NoName…? Why is she streaming at this hour?”

    It was the first time Si-a had seen the ridiculous case of a competition participant simultaneously broadcasting.

    [NoName]

    [KBS Seoul Regional Academy Competition – Biased commentary of the Academy Competition with my father.]

    [Broadcast Time – 0:06:39]

    [Viewers – 28302]

    The viewer count was over 10 times higher.

    ‘I’m curious, let me check it out quickly.’

    And Si-a tasted the abyss.

    -Legendary viewer count wow

    -The host hasn’t even arrived and we’re about to hit 30k.

    -What is this Japanese otaku music? My ears are dizzy.

    -Westerners finally coming to their senses? lol

    -Name’s father is going to appear?

    -I heard he was a war mage back in the day

    Name, who values routine, played two random Kariri songs against a dark background as usual.

    Ignoring the newcomers complaining of headaches from the algorithm, she only started video transmission after the songs ended.

    The first frame greeted viewers with Name’s white, squishy cheeks.

    [Ah, but I’m not used to outdoor filming, so I don’t know how to position the camera. Professor, do you know how to use this small drone?]

    -???

    -Name good morning~

    -Finally starting!

    -Wowcutecheeks lololol

    -Is NoName at the competition venue?

    [Ah, then have one showing the entire arena and one showing my face. Yes, yes, thank you.]

    The camera moved away from her face.

    As the noise of spectator conversations and the echo of the commentator’s microphone subsided, Name nodded and began speaking.

    [Hello viewers. I’m NoName, or rather No Na-me, who will be providing biased commentary for today’s Cephiron Academy versus Altair Academy match. Please take care of me.]

    * * *

    Thanks to Principal Gu On-yu’s connections, our 2nd grade elementary friends and families were able to secure the center front rows 1 through 3 of the arena.

    However, my friends had already gone to the waiting room to prepare for the first match, leaving the seats next to me empty.

    “I don’t know how to broadcast, will you be alright, Name?”

    I confidently nodded at Professor Cheon’s question.

    “Yes, just speak comfortably like when you lecture college students.”

    “Haha, how could those be the same?”

    “You’ll get used to it as we go.”

    I attached a tiny microphone to the collar of the awkward professor.

    [‘ray0405’ donated ₩10,000!]

    -Hoxy is that gentleman next to you your future father-in-law?

    “Father-in-law…?”

    “Ah, I can explain everything…”

    While I was briefly distracted, donations poured in, and Professor Cheon’s eyes narrowed.

    I hurriedly waved my hands, denying that was the meaning.

    -Ban them immediately!

    -They’re crossing and breaking the line lol

    -Please give me your daughter in 10 years!

    └ Even in 10 years she’ll be a minor as a high school senior lol

    └ This is making me dizzy lol

    -It would be more likely to have a son now and marry them off.

    └ Then would he be called in-law instead of father-in-law?

    -Manager! Managerrrrr!

    -(Manager1): 24-hour ban applied.

    “Sigh…”

    Giving up on explaining, I slightly adjusted the camera angle to include Professor Cheon in the frame.

    Then suddenly remembering something I needed to address before the broadcast, I whispered in his ear.

    ‘During the broadcast, I’ll just call you father.’

    ‘…?’

    ‘It would look strange if I kept calling you Professor.’

    Is he not keen on it?

    Still, seeing his eyes smiling brightly, he didn’t seem to dislike it too much.

    “Some of you might recognize him from previous TV appearances – this is my father.”

    “Nice to meet you, viewers. Thank you for always taking care of our careless Name.”

    -Middle-aged charisma, so cool, father!

    -Such presence wow, looks like he could take down a tiger

    -He seemed gentle on TV but in person he looks a bit intimidating

    -Now I see why our Name has such good manners.

    └ Has NoName ever had good manners…?

    └ That’s a bit questionable lol

    -A household where puberty is absolutely forbidden wow

    [‘노네임은아가야지켜줘야해’ donated ₩1,000,000!]

    -Thank you for raising the cutest Name in the world! Please buy her something delicious after the competition!

    “Ah, thank you for the donation. This means a viewer just donated one million won for our dinner.”

    “What? One million won? Does that person have money rotting at home?”

    Professor Cheon’s mouth fell wide open.

    Well, the world is vast and there are many rich people.

    While Professor Cheon was adapting to the streaming ecosystem, I quickly scanned the rapidly scrolling chat.

    “We still have a few minutes until the start, so if you have any questions for my father, I’ll take them quickly now.”

    [‘hells몬스터’ donated ₩50,000!]

    -Does Name have picky eating habits?

    Our room manager took the first question.

    I slightly raised my head to look at Professor Cheon.

    “I don’t really have many picky eating habits, do I, father?”

    Professor Cheon’s body stiffened as if he had buffered.

    I nudged his side with my elbow, and only then did he flinch and respond.

    “You won’t touch vegetables like bell peppers or paprika. You also hardly eat stir-fried peppers or seafood pancakes. And you don’t eat oysters or clams much either, right?”

    “I’m a bit hesitant with shellfish.”

    Due to trauma from being eaten by a similar-looking monster in the past, I don’t completely avoid them but feel somewhat reluctant.

    The questions continued after that.

    [‘나메없는세상은지옥이다’ donated ₩30,000!]

    -Does your daughter act spoiled at home often? Has she ever been cute and affectionate?

    “Not at all. She’s exactly the same as what you all see.”

    [‘honoka’ donated ₩1,000!]

    -What do you think about Name becoming so popular now?

    “I’m always worried she might cause some big trouble.”

    [‘월요일의노나메’ donated ₩5,000!]

    -How would you feel if Name got a boyfriend?

    “…”

    “Huh?”

    Suddenly a cold chill swept through, raising goosebumps on my arms.

    The mana around us was harmonizing with Professor Cheon’s emotional changes.

    -Wow that’s scary as hell lol

    -Haha;; Name is destined to be alone forever~

    -A moment of silence for her future boyfriend…

    -Being single isn’t so bad, Name!

    The questions were too focused on me, so I temporarily dampened the excited atmosphere.

    “Since my father and I will be commentating together today, I should probably introduce his background.”

    Other individual broadcast channels often feature former academy teachers, large academy instructors, or current assistant professors.

    Since I’m just an ordinary Cephiron Academy student, I showcased Professor Cheon, whose specs would make anyone else envious.

    I activated a pre-prepared hologram showing Professor Cheon’s credentials from his personal website.

    Currently, he serves as a full professor in the Department of Materials Engineering at Korea University, Vice Dean of Academic Affairs at the Magic University, Director of the Theory Resonance Research Institute, and as an outside director for several major corporations.

    Not only that, he participated in several large-scale projects in the United States, designing the National Defense Resonance Array, and even participated in the Middle East War in his youth.

    Viewers were sticking out their tongues at his superhuman credentials.

    Honestly, even watching from beside him, his days seemed to have 48 hours.

    But this is what would really resonate with people.

    I slightly turned my head to make eye contact with Professor Cheon, silently seeking permission.

    When he nodded slightly, I played a VTube video that would immediately get a reaction from Koreans.

    [(2013) 4th National Martial Arts Competition High School Division Semifinals: Ham Cho-rong vs. Cheon Byong-ho]

    “You all know Ham Cho-rong, right? The only person who lasted the full 30 minutes against him is my father.”

    As if it were my own achievement, I proudly introduced Professor Cheon while exhaling through my nose.

    I had a strong feeling that today’s broadcast would hit a record number of viewers in history.

    * * *

    When Name briefly left her seat to give some final words of encouragement to her friends, Professor Cheon reflected on what had just happened, smiling slightly.

    ‘It probably wasn’t sincere, but… it still makes me happy.’

    How could that one word, “father,” make his heart drop so much?

    To compose himself, he loosened his tie and then retied it properly.

    He could see Name in the distance, giving hugs to each of her friends.

    Yu-na, Ji-hye, Ha-ru, Han-gyeol, and Si-hoo. Professor Cheon had heard about them so much that he could now remember all their names.

    While the ten students entered the arena, Name bounced up the arena stairs.

    After the host’s introduction finished and the judges were positioned at each corner, a gruff voice came from right behind Professor Cheon.

    “Looks like my child is going first.”

    It was Detective Ma Beom-il, a burly man with a bushy beard.

    “I didn’t know Ji-hye could make such an expression. Haaa, do you think my daughter will do well? What do you think, Name’s father?”

    Looking back at the arena, Ma Ji-hye and Lee Ha-ru were standing in the center with determined expressions, fiercely glaring at their opponents.

    “They say children grow day by day. I’m sure Ji-hye will achieve much more than you expect.”

    “I wanted to avoid having her fight if possible… Though she’s soft-hearted, I wonder who she takes after…”

    “Someone once told me that a parent’s role isn’t to lead their children but simply to support them from behind so they don’t fall. So let’s trust and wait. I’m sure they’ll do well.”

    “Professor Cheon, I’m back. Let’s turn on the broadcast quickly, the match is about to start.”

    Professor Cheon smiled broadly at Name, who was hurriedly checking the camera.

    “…?”

    Name tilted her head curiously.

    Professor Cheon shook his head as if it was nothing and placed a soft cushion on her chair.

    “Let’s see how well our juniors perform.”

    “They won’t disappoint you. They haven’t been trained for just a day or two.”

    “Hmm? Trained?”


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