Martial Arts Returnee’s Game Broadcast

Frog Girl. Wedding Girl. School Girl.
They were called by these names as part of the C-Class Beauties group of the Awakener Association, but Frog Girl didn’t truly like this title.
It felt as though people only cared about her well-shaped body and pretty face, no matter what she did.

‘I want to be recognized for my abilities. I don’t want to hear people calling me some "Instagram body genius."’
Her intense obsession with recognition gave birth to her Awakener ability, , with the evolved trait .
After gaining this trait, ironically, she received more calls on land than by the sea and was in the prime of her Awakener career.
‘I never thought that the suit I commissioned to make the camouflage work longer and more comfortably would attract so much attention...’

The tight full-body suit, which revealed her figure, drew men’s eyes wherever she went.
Her fellow Awakeners would ask what the problem was and suggest she simply take off the suit, but when they learned the suit’s specs, that wasn’t so easy.
Activation speed of camouflage increased by 3 times when equipped.
Duration increased 10 times.
The ON/OFF button on the wrist makes activating the ability easy.
Waterproof and bulletproof.
It doesn’t tear or stretch even during intense activity.
 
The suit’s efficiency was so incredible that her grade went up just from it. How could she stand it?

“Isn’t Frog Girl just relying on the suit?”
“She just sex-appeals with that body. It’s annoying.”
“What’s so special about a structure Awakener? Some sex-hungry structure, maybe?”
“Hahaha! That was too much.”
“Isn’t it true? She walks around in that perverted outfit on land. Looks like an exhibitionist.”
The real problem was that her suit turned her into an object of extreme jealousy and hatred from other women.
“I hate it. ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) These nerdy girls make it so that wherever I go, the guys look at me weird. And I get weird messages in my DMs.”

Maybe I should quit being an Awakener.
She was thinking that as she walked when someone bumped into her.
Her first thought after the collision was, ‘This is bad.’
Awakeners’ bodies are much sturdier than regular people’s. Even a small accident feels like crashing into a telephone pole or a wall.
But this time, it was not the person she collided with but her own body that tilted backward.
“Hmm?”
“Why is a young lady walking around distracted like that?”
A hand, smooth and light, grasped hers and gently pulled, righting her balance in an instant.
The slightly outdated shaggy haircut and unreadable dark eyes met her face and then the suit.
Frog Girl clenched her teeth.

‘Is this happening again?’
At that moment, when she was stressed out from the need to smile through sexual harassment for the sake of her Awakener activity points,
“Voice Girl, would you want to wear a suit concept for the finals stage costume too?”
“A suit? I’m a little shy about it.”
“What’s wrong with that? It looks great. Ah, you’re fine, right? No injuries? We have to hurry, so we’ll leave first.”

It was a pure expression of admiration.
That simple, pure word rekindled her forgotten childhood view of Awakening.
In her childhood, Frog Girl had been on the brink of drowning at sea.
She had been saved by a rescue worker, and her life was spared.
When she learned that those sea rescue workers were exposed to attacks from sea monsters without protection, and that Awakeners avoid difficult sea missions, she made a decision.
She would specialize in the sea missions that everyone avoided.
These days, with beach closures and coastal fortresses being built, there was less opportunity for her, but her childhood resolve as an Awakener hadn’t disappeared.
‘I just forgot for a while. Right, this is my childhood dream and the starting point of my Awakening.’
It was only natural that she began to develop interest and affection for the boss who reminded her of that starting point.
Before she knew it, she had joined the Black Faction’s ranks and taken on a mission to protect Ujiwoo.
Frog Girl didn’t like Ujiwoo.

‘Why would the boss ask me to protect such a guy? Is he really that kind-hearted?’
Smiling at the video of the Silent Swordsman, Ujiwoo mumbled things like “Why are you bothering our little one!” and “Did little one do something to deserve a beating? I’m not sure.”
A pitiable, lonely young man who had lived alone for ten years, his habit of talking to himself so deeply ingrained.
Having to secretly guard him while activating the camouflage was uncomfortable.
‘Stop mumbling, you damn bastard!’
‘Stay calm. Wedding Girl. Just think of him as a probationary student.’
Frog Girl felt a sigh rising as the two of them argued next to her while holding hands and going invisible together.
She just wanted to repay the boss who had awakened her childhood dream, but somehow ended up in this situation.

“The viewer count is insane. Is it as high as our guild leader’s?”
“That’s because even normal people recognize how great our Black Faction is.”
Finally, they dropped their invisibility and revealed themselves.
Ujiwoo’s donation made her rush and, in the process, she lost one of her generals.
And here was the pitiful figure of a guy, head buried in the monitor, about to cry.
So different from the confident boss.

Guild leader, please wake up quickly, I’m so exhausted.

How weak.
He throws a tantrum like a little kid telling his mom after being teased.
Such a sorry sight.
‘Hae Nam-pa Guild Leader Ha Eung Eung. What was it about her that made her give such a fool a makeover?’
Looks shouldn’t be the only thing that makes people evaluate others, but Ujiwoo didn’t even have a personality worth praising.
When you think about it, those monsters in the half-demon valley are the same.
Even if they have no power, it doesn’t mean they are kind-hearted. They are ultimately just enemies.

‘How can you trust someone like that?’
Or maybe, her thinking was wrong.
People are selfish.
Frog Girl.
Maybe she’s being treated rudely just because she’s not that impressive herself.
Look at Ha Eung Eung.
If you mess with her, the whole guild might go down, and she’ll turn you into a martial artist who gets daily beatings from delinquent apprentices.
People stop being rude only after they realize they’ll bleed if they cross the line.
‘Does she have confidence in herself?’

Even if her trust is betrayed, will she make them pay with blood?
Such an enviable confidence.

Mark 2 wants a flashy sword effect like a mass murder sword. A general attack that’s an area attack with two hits, wanting more popularity than their skill deserves.
Hahahaha
Mark 2, so honest with her desires.
Even the mass murder sword doesn’t have that function, you mad Silent Swordsman junior.
What’s that sword? I want it too.
Is that the title of a light novel?
Who’s that!! Who showed Mark 2 a light novel!!
Mark 2 is at Papa’s house right now.
Doctor Johann II, you little brat!
So, if I read a light novel, can I make a Mark 2?
What is this? Give me back my 3,000 Mark 2’s.
Wow, you read a lot of them, huh? 3,000 concubines?
 

If there’s anyone more enviable than the Silent Swordsman, it would probably be Mark 2.
There must be at least 3,000 people running around just to get one girl.
Look at the endless attention she gets even for a single donation.
How happy would that be?
A life where you receive nothing but affection, not creepiness.
[No, they’re returning to the body!!]
[We have to save the lord!!]
The intense battle on the screen.
Watching this struggle, which seemed like a story from another world, she thought.
If someone is donating this much, could it be that the kidnapped kid is not really kidnapped, but just visiting their father’s house?

Of course, that’s just a thought.
She doesn’t speak it aloud.
“If you need help, just let me know. I’ll call the comrades I fought with in my home country.”
“It’s fine, I can’t impose on you that much! I’ll gather more people, please take care of your health, Eve!”
From just hearing Eve and Dashman’s conversation outside, it seemed like Mark 2 hadn’t been kidnapped, but if she spoke up, they’d come to beat her up immediately.

[Sorry, I couldn’t serve you until the end.]
The monster, losing its core, enters destruction mode.
The subordinates, drilling into it with their inner organs, go wild.
One officer, regardless of the enemy’s attack piercing their body, forcibly pushes it inside, grabbing both the Silent Swordsman and the pack animal with one hand.

The strengthened right hand threw them outside the passage.
Voices could be heard through the closing gap.
[Come, monster. Your opponent is here.]
[I am the Strengthened Right Hand!]
A huge explosion of mental energy shoots up into the sky.

[The General of the Fallen Ghost Legion died during the suppression operation.]
If I witnessed that tragic death, even if Mark 2 was just playing around, wouldn’t it be polite to pretend she had been kidnapped?
In short, here’s what happened.

After sacrificing one subordinate, the victory was won, and the Silent Swordsman turned off the broadcast.
The female lord, who had hurried due to Ujiwoo’s donation, lost a general because she rushed.
A beauty with unmatched looks, the strongest in her lineage, sharp horns, and an annoying broadcast cycle, the leader of the Ha Nam-pa Guild.
[What happened?]
To the one who was startled by the donation and rushed back to reality, what would Ujiwoo say, who had sent the donation without making a big deal of it?

“That, that is...?”
[Has something happened to Mark 2?]
“It’s not about Mark 2, it’s about me...”
[?]
“Those women... They were saying such horrible things, and there were several of them...”
[Don’t cry. Speak clearly.]
“It was workplace harassment and defamation due to power, and obstruction of business.”
“No, you madman! How can you use such words in this situation?!!”
The shocked Frog Girl, Wedding Girl, and School Girl received Ha Eung Eung’s sharp glare.