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13 – Then I’ll Hit the Boss’s Heart (1)

13 – Then I’ll Hit the Boss’s Heart (1)

Before starting the game, everyone took some time to adjust their aim in the practice area after a brief communication.

Dohee checked the gallery reactions and smiled.

[Is this… an employee?]

[To Momo, who is currently streaming]

[Calm down, it’s just a regular person]

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[I cried every day because there was no stream from Jikwon D]

[Momo, let’s clarify that you’re a second-generation member right now]

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[The average for office workers is ridiculously high…]

[Hahaha]

Though it was a bit early to mention, the atmosphere was restrained, the public sentiment was fiery, and with people lying down mixed in, the purpose of today’s broadcast was practically achieved.

Warnings of biochemical terrorism were visible everywhere, but based on Dohee’s long broadcasting experience, this level of chaos was relatively mild.

In other words, she had to appeal to Majiya’s rarity while negotiating with the viewers.

Even if Jia suddenly changed her mind and debuted someday, it was right to protect her as an employee until then.

“Before we start the game, I need to say something. Jikwon D has a lot of work at the company. So, if you all insist too much on wanting her to come out, hear her voice, or collaborate on your streams, it’ll be troublesome. Jikwon D will struggle, and the kids will feel uncomfortable.

But if there’s an opportunity like today, I’ll bring her out, so please ease your minds, okay?”

— That seems to be the case

— ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

— Ugh, that makes me want her more

— Why on earth are you working as an office worker?

[What do you mean by office worker? It’s the best job for me.]

Interestingly, during this time, Majiya had started to adapt to the broadcast and began filling the sound with her own whims.

It’s said that she got her mouth loosened in professional terms.

Despite not having any intention of streaming, she was perfectly adhering to one of the important qualities of a broadcaster: knowing when to step in and when to step out.

Originally, if Majiya’s spike had concluded the talk, now it was possible for her to toss it up once more and delay the spike timing.

“Really? Is it the best job? Should I work 16 hours a day starting tomorrow?”

[I’ll resign.]

— Hahahahahaha

— Realized it, come with Ppajijik

— Should we stream right now?

— I was waiting for this moment

[Just kidding. I’m not resigning. I have nowhere else to go.

— Why don’t you have anywhere to go?

— We’re here for you.

— There are people outside the monitor!!

— Come over here

— Ugh

— Just relax, just relax

— We’re not that bad

Amidst this, the bad uncles offering candy were swiftly dismissed.

This was indeed an element that drove the viewers crazy.

No, it seemed like with just a little coaxing, she would stream.

Like a little kid who only listens to their mom, she kicked the candy away saying, “I don’t want it!”

However, since Jia followed Dohee so well, the viewers couldn’t help but feel extremely jealous.

Ultimately, where would that jealousy be directed?

It all went towards inflating the rumors against Dohee.

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

:: Honestly, if it were Momo’s personality, she would have slapped me on the first meeting, right? That’s how she tormented herself, but did she just let it go? Haha ::

— On the way home at night, threatened with a knife and locked in the company…

— The shocking employment backstory is finally revealed

— Saying it’s the best job is also a fact of threats and brainwashing ㄷ

“Aah, here we go again.”

But Majiya was a fan who loved Dohee more than anyone else.

Why, it’s annoying when someone insults your family, and it’s okay when you insult them, but you don’t like it when others do, right?

[Honestly, Boss, I was scared when I first met you thinking you might be that kind of person. But you were such a nice person. So, I’ll work with you until the company goes bankrupt.]

However, despite receiving the precious support of the malicious Majiya, Dohee could only smile helplessly.

The current support was not helping but rather inflating misunderstandings.

— She must have really been brainwashed

— Signal flare Momo found tied to an electric chair in her home basement

— No matter how malicious, this level of brainwashing is shocking.

Whether Majiya truly wanted to show her loyalty or wanted to make Dohee more uncomfortable, there was no way to know her true feelings.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of Double Barrel ringing loudly around Dohee’s character was definitely saying something.

No matter how socialized she was, she was still a ‘Signal Flare.’

The most mischievous one who loves to tease Momo in the world.

“Are you using Double Barrel today too?”

[Why are you asking something so obvious?]

Dohee asked the next question with a voice that was half-giving up.

“You said your load is heavy, are you not going to use any other weapons?”

[Why are you asking something so obvious?]

“From now on, you’re going to live nicely without bothering me, right?”

A sharp question that led to Majiya’s mistake.

Her evasion was also sharp.

[No.]

— Hahahahahaha

— You’re going to die ㅋㅋ

— What are they doing? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

— So cute ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

* * *

I started the Battle Colosseum because of Momo.

She was working so hard on something.

I wondered what it was that made her cry and laugh so passionately.

Then, I discovered my own FPS talent that I didn’t even know I had, and after playing the game a bit seriously, I suddenly reached Diamond tier.

And this was the turning point of my Simp life.

Diamond tier.

It’s the strongest among regular people, but at the same time, it was a den of evil.

Though I occasionally met gentle pros who had fallen from the heavenly realm, most locals were darkened demons who wanted to rise higher but couldn’t.

No matter what methods they tried, they couldn’t surpass Diamond, so they practiced the mantra of “If I can’t rise, neither can you,” trolling in various patterns that truly no one who hasn’t experienced it could understand.

There were those who didn’t prepare any weapons or armor and just used hero abilities that increased movement speed, running around the map in their underwear.

Those who deliberately killed their allies to steal their items and then revived them.

Even those who, while in the midst of a battle, shot me in the back to steal my kill.

Having lived through all this, the method I finally chose was to wield two Double Barrels.

Whenever I noticed my allies showing signs of trolling during the game, I would rush over to take them out.

Other guns might give allies a chance to escape or retaliate, but with Double Barrel, if you hit two shots near their head, they would go down immediately, making it a feasible attempt.

By taking one down like that, the game would actually become cleaner, and I even managed to reach the Master level.

There were times when the one I took down reported me in retaliation.

But who could stop someone like me?

No one could stop me, who had 20 accounts. (I intentionally said fewer to the Boss).

If one account got blocked, I would rise to Diamond with another, and then report the trolls while smashing their heads.

In other words, my identity as Double Barrel was originally a national decision made to take down trolls, and HumanSignalFlareKimFirecracker was the Diamond I completed after eight failures—

Though I had gazed too deeply into the abyss and became part of it, I had no regrets since it led me to meet the Boss and work together like this.

So I still believe.

If victory is truly desired, it’s my belief that excluding one or even two useless allies in a three-person queue doesn’t hinder anything at all. That incompetent allies are more dangerous than capable enemies.

But what if today, popular Virtual YouTubers are like dead weight?

Especially if they’re Favorites and can’t team kill?

Without hesitation, I must abandon both.

Strategically.

[Where should we drop?]

I set a point based on the Boss’s suggestion.

“Shall we go to the factory?”

[Factory? Not bad. These days, not many people drop there.]

Pretending to drop towards the designated point, I jumped out of the aircraft first.

Then the two followed me.

While pretending to land at the factory, I opened my parachute first.

The Boss and Rain followed suit, but I was using maximum deceleration, so I rose higher than them.

As I floated above their heads, I subtly adjusted the direction of my parachute.

“20 minutes later, at Sabondi Island.”

I lightly ignored the following words from Rain and the Boss.

[…? What are you talking about all of a sudden? Jikwon D? Where are you going? Not there.]

[Jikwon D? That’s not the factory. Where are you going?]

I landed in a small village slightly away from the factory, starting to farm items while listening to the bewildered voices of the two like a radio.

[Why did they go there?]

[I guess they don’t want to farm together. Just leave them.]

Not long after, the two DJs conducting the radio noticed something was off, but I continued to diligently gather the items on the ground.

[Oh, but Boss. The parachute sound.]

[… Oh. Damn, it’s not just one or two.]

What I needed to gather were two Double Barrels and a lot of grenades and smokescreens.

If possible, I preferred attachment grenades over fragment grenades.

I found one barrel first.

Then, two boxes of shotgun ammo containing 20 rounds.

With this, I could take down at least ten, and if I ran out, I could just farm the corpses.

Oh, I found another Double Barrel.

I was a bit short on smokescreens, but I had no choice but to farm the corpses.

… By the way, isn’t it about time for things to get serious?

Sure enough, soon the loud screams of the two echoed from the radio.

[Aaaah, Boss, what the hell is going on!!]

[Rain!! Come here! Get to the roof! Ah, it’s falling here too, crazy! What’s going on!!]

[Aaaah. Are these crazy bastards! Ah, ah! I’m hit! Boss. Punch! Ah!]

The distance between the small village I was in and the factory was about 200 to 300 meters.

Yet, the gunfire was incredibly loud.

Tatatatata, tatatatatatatatata.

The factory, which seemed calm when our squad landed, had turned into this chaos because the two were quite popular as Battle Colosseum streamers.

Rain was so bad at the game that if I spared her life and sent her away, she would act like she had met her savior.

The Boss was so eager for victory that if I shot him, his reaction would be so lively.

Anyone would want to snipe just to see that reaction.

Today, there were even fifteen thousand viewers.

Considering that the Boss usually has about eight thousand viewers during his streams, that’s double.

In other words, the factory was literally like an apocalypse overrun by zombie hordes of stream snipers.

I didn’t even need to draw aggro with my shotgun; enemies were constantly flocking in like a point was marked on them. It was like a scene from a zombie movie.

[Jikwon D!! When are you coming!! Bring the car!!]

I repeated what I had said earlier.

After all, I wasn’t ready to push into that zombie horde yet.

I meant for them to wait as usual while swinging their long polearm, and I said firmly.

“15 minutes later at Sabondi Island.”

[What the hell are you talking about?!]

If Rain, who is an anime fan, had been calm, I would have explained, but she looked completely out of it, chased by the zombie horde.

There was no time to waste, so I continued farming.

I just needed to gather shield extensions, commonly known as armor.

“Oh.”

As I moved around a few houses, a purple shield extension chip appeared.

It was a level 3 shield, just below the maximum level.

Usually, even a level 2 would be enough to fly around, so a level 3 was very lucky.

It felt like the gods were favoring me to win this match.

Then, while listening to the noisy radio, the hunt begins.

[Aaaah.]

[Rain, are you okay?]

[Boss! I’m dying! Help!]

[Where are you?]

[I’m stuck in the corner on the third floor!]

I started running towards the factory, where the loud gunfire never ceased.

Using a combination of sprinting and sliding, a so-called veteran’s run, I soon spotted the stream snipers gathering outside the factory.

Their bullets were flying towards the building as if they had made a promise, and the occasional bullet trajectories created an illusion of a fireworks festival.

Bang!

Curious about their reactions, I shot at the sky once, but everyone was too busy focusing on the factory.

No one paid attention to me.

… That’s actually good.

Sliding down the hill, I aimed for the head of an enemy positioned at the edge of a low cliff.

Bang!

{{HumanSignalFlareKimFirecracker >>(Head) iIIiiIIiIiIiIII}}

Author’s Note (Author’s Afterword)

The order of the Double Barrel tribe~

Have a fun weekend with Jia!

Thank you to those who gave Jia Tanghuru, Summer Grapes, and snacks!!!