The Villain is Too Good at Broadcasting

Chapter 13: Chicken Box (3)

Contrary to our expectation that the Japanese players who joined our team would leave immediately, they did not quit the game.

Rather.

-You uncivilized Joseon people.

-You will be our vassals for life.

-There’s no way you guys can properly play Samurai Wars.

They eagerly typed in the chat to provoke us.

The other three streamers had already blocked them early on and were doing their own thing.

I, too, used the virtual keyboard to write what I needed to say and then blocked them.

“Those who can’t even play the game, just stay in the corner. You won’t be of any help anyway.”

Honestly, I had no particular feelings towards them, but they were the ones who got agitated first upon seeing my nickname.

Anyway, I slowly examined the hero selection screen while leaving the Japanese players busy chatting.

The heroes in were divided into four main classes, comprising a total of sixteen characters.

Samurai, balanced in both offense and defense.

Ninja, loaded with offensive skills but low in survivability.

Shaman, skilled at setting up defensive positions through skills.

And Healer, who supports the team with various abilities.

This game had quite a few similarities to a certain game that had been popular since the 2010s.

So, Koreans often called this game by a particular nickname.

Ilbbong Clock.

At first, I didn’t understand why they called it that, but after checking the game system, it made sense.

After a brief moment of contemplation, I chose a hero from the ninja class.

A ninja equipped solely with offensive skills.

But in games like this, such characters tend to receive attention and their performance varies greatly depending on the user’s physical skills.

The hero I picked was named Yoru, which means ‘night’ in Korean.

The reason for my choice was very simple.

It was the very first hero listed under the ninja class.

As soon as the hero selection was over, the other streamers showed up.

“Yoru? That’s a really difficult hero.”

Since Sae-rin had experience with this game, she seemed a bit concerned about my choice.

However, she soon nodded slowly.

“Well, it’s your first time, so try what you want. It’ll be really tough with two people missing, but the combination is decent.”

Dong-su chose a samurai hero, Sae-rin chose a shaman, and Yoo-seon chose a healer.

Since the two Japanese players declared themselves as trolls, we had to face six opponents with just four of us.

“We haven’t even done the tutorial, so we have to learn while playing. That’s how you get better at games. Everyone, do your best!”

Dong-su seemed pleased with his hero. He shouted energetically as he drew his sword.

[The battle will begin in 10 seconds.]

[10, 9, 8… 3, 2, 1.]

[Capture the points!]

“See you later!”

“Kyahhh!”

As soon as the battle started, the other streamers, except me, charged into the enemy’s camp.

As Sae-rin said, it’s best for first-timers to just dive in recklessly.

Especially in a game like this with a variety of characters and skills.

I chuckled as I watched them run around like children. Then, I lightly moved my body and tested the skills I possessed.

First, the passive skill .

A skill that doubles my movement speed with a warning sound when there are enemies nearby.

Okay, I roughly understood the passive skill.

The first active skill was .

Shooo.

A sharp hook with a line attached to my hand extended far and embedded itself into the ground.

Ah, this could be used as a movement skill.

Next was…

[You hear someone’s footsteps.]

[Your movement speed increases.]

Before I could even experiment with the skill, a samurai wielding a giant Japanese sword appeared in front of me.

As soon as he saw me, he swung his sword, and a huge sword energy was generated from the blade, flying towards me.

Shooo.

The moment I saw the sword energy, I hooked onto the tiles of a nearby building and floated into the air.

Then, I immediately swung my body to the right and approached the samurai who had slashed at me from behind.

Thanks to the momentum, I managed to get behind the samurai in a blink of an eye and stabbed the shuriken in my right hand into his neck.

It all happened in just three seconds.

[LittleBoyFatMan (Yoru) → Kenshin (Ken)]

My kill log appeared at the top right, and the enemy team’s chat flared up even more than I had expected upon seeing it.

-LittleBoyFatMan?

-What the hell!

-A Korean?

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The world certainly has improved a lot.

To think that we can communicate so smoothly with foreigners while playing games.

In the distant past, people used to play foreign games by running translation software manually, but at least I was spared that hassle.

I adjusted the shuriken in my hand and summoned the virtual keyboard.

And boldly typed in the chat.

-Monkey Hiroshima. Monkey Nagasaki.

Since I’d adopted a concept, I decided to go all the way. I didn’t care anymore.

The Japanese players reacted fiercely to my chat, spewing curses.

Ah.

I was certain just now, but it seemed I could have a lot of fun with this .

“Damn it, damn Joseon people!”

Kenshin, a famous streamer of .

In Japan, he had quite a large audience, and he was recognized enough to receive occasional offers to become a professional gamer.

Today, Kenshin was broadcasting to over 3,000 viewers.

Kenshin was someone who never doubted his own skills.

His ranking was a whopping 240th, and he was even called a master of the samurai hero .

Originally, he should have been showing off his flashy skills against beginners and making videos today.

However, his plan was thwarted by an unexpected, crazy Korean.

[LittleBoyFatMan (Yoru) → Kenshin (Ken)]

[LittleBoyFatMan (Yoru) → Taimu (Raiden)]

[LittleBoyFat…]

In , a player’s flag is displayed next to their nickname. This made it easy to distinguish foreign players.

The nickname ‘LittleBoyFatMan’, currently filling the kill log, was adorned with the Taegukgi.

-wwwwwwwwwwww Can’t even handle one Joseon person.

-A disgrace to Japan. Commit seppuku immediately.

-As expected of our senior country. Can’t even beat a level 1 player from our senior country.

-I’m ashamed of my 10-month subscription.

-wwwwwwwwwww

The viewers watching Kenshin’s stream were openly mocking him.

At first, he thought it was just luck.

Using the hook in a pulling manner was something only users who had played Yoru for a long time could do.

The Korean’s level was just 1.

Meaning he was a beginner who hadn’t even completed the tutorial.

Moreover, the opponent wasn’t using any of Yoru’s other skills.

He just moved his body with the hook, dodged attacks, and approached from behind to stab the neck.

A very simple pattern.

But Kenshin had already died seven times to this Korean with that simple pattern.

Thunk.

“Damn itttttt!”

If he had a keyboard in front of him, he might have smashed it several times.

If it were just about being outmatched in skill, he could have accepted it as the opponent using an alternate account.

However, the reason Kenshin was so furious was the chat that the damn Korean entered every time he made a kill.

-Japanese specialty) Only come to senses after getting wrecked.

-Japanese specialty) Suck at games LOL

It was within the usual range of what malicious users would type, but combined with the nickname ‘LittleBoyFatMan’, it was the ultimate humiliation.

Moreover, in , considered the pride of Japan, their representative streamer was being publicly ridiculed.

An overwhelming skill gap.

The opponent’s hero, , only used the hook, but no one could kill him.

As soon as Kenshin respawned, he gritted his teeth and dashed back to the battlefield.

As soon as he appeared, ‘that Korean’ used the hook once more to charge in.

“Dieee!”

Kenshin predicted the path of the hook-riding opponent and launched his most powerful strike.

Ken’s ultimate skill, .

A flashy ultimate skill that slashes all enemies in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy in the shape of cherry blossoms shot out towards the detestable Korean.

But ‘LittleBoyFatMan’ seemed to have anticipated it, cutting off his own hook and rolling on the ground.

The splendid cherry blossoms, having lost their target, merely adorned the air.

Seeing this up close, Kenshin was at a loss for words, frozen.

It was an unconventional play he had never seen, even at the professional gaming level.

No player used the hook so aggressively, and no player cut off their own hook mid-use.

was considered the worst skill of the hero Yoru.

Using it in such a way was unheard of.

Thunk.

[LittleBoyFatMan (Yoru) → Kenshin (Ken)]

Once again, the kill log appeared, and Kenshin’s character fell to the ground.

The Korean player looked at Kenshin’s corpse and muttered something in a language Kenshin didn’t understand.

“Hmm, was that your ultimate attack just now? It looked dangerous, so I dodged it. I think I need to study more. There are too many skills. I won’t improve much against Japanese beginners. Aren’t there any ranked players around? I’d like to learn a thing or two.”

Kenshin didn’t know Korean, but he could understand one thing.

It was clear that those words were meant to mock him until the very end.

Kindly, one of Kenshin’s viewers translated the Korean’s words and displayed them.

Seeing this, Kenshin bit his lip and muttered.

“You’re a demon, a demon.”

LittleBoyFatMan.

Perhaps even in his dreams, he would be haunted and tormented by this.

An unexpected nightmare was approaching Kenshin.

To confess honestly, I didn’t have any extraordinary hostility toward Japanese people.

I was just an ordinary Korean.

I simply didn’t want to lose to anything related to Japan and wanted to win somehow.

Especially in games, it was even more so.

Trash talk was an excellent way to shatter the opponent’s mental state, and it was also the cause of my bad reputation during my days.

I have no regrets.

Because that’s my way.

Of course, due to my actions, I was often told I had a “devil’s talent.”

In hindsight, even that has become a memory.

Anyway, when I go live next week, my nickname will be exposed to the viewers without any filters.

Honestly, I was a bit worried and felt uneasy.

But that’s a different feeling from regret.

“What are you thinking about, Chan-sik?”

Dong-su, who had just exited the capsule after finishing the game, stretched and asked me.

“Nothing much.”

Following Dong-su, the other two streamers also emerged from their capsules.

They yawned tiredly and looked at us.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”

When you get out of the capsule, you naturally want to take care of any physiological needs you’ve been putting off.

So, Yoo-seon and Sae-rin left the capsule room, leaving only me and Dong-su behind.

Dong-su seemed a bit tired, leaning against the capsule and fiddling with his smartphone.

“Huh?”

About five minutes later, while looking at his phone, Dong-su’s eyes widened as he approached me.

“Hey, look at this.”

“What is it?”

“Just look.”

Dong-su handed me his smartphone, where a video was playing on the screen.

“Huh?”

“Apparently, one of the Japanese players we fought earlier is a streamer?”

In the video, the streamer was repeatedly being killed by my character, and all my trash talk was being exposed.

It seemed that a Korean viewer had shared the Japanese streamer’s video in a community.

The video’s title was ‘Gaksital.’

Scrolling down to the comments, I saw they were ablaze with activity.

– LittleBoyFatMan LOL, he’s a real nutcase.

– That behavior is insane. How can a person act like that?

– LittleBoyFatMan? Honestly, it’s pretty distasteful. So uncivilized and disgraceful.

└ People who take games too seriously are the worst LOL. Please, see the game as a game and stop over-immersing.

– As a country of manners, we should maintain decorum even in games. Right? Ahem!

– He might have crossed the line, but it’s pretty satisfying. Look at the Japanese chat LOL, they’re all freaking out. Can you do remote electric shocks through broadcasts there?

– But LittleBoyFatMan. Doesn’t it sound like a villain’s name from a comic?

– So ruthless, but so skilled. Is he really Korean?

– He’s got the Taegukgi in front of his nickname.

– Yoru isn’t usually played like that, but he’s pretty good. Is he a professional gamer?

– Wowww! Bartender! Close the shutters today!

The comment section was buzzing with heated discussions about my identity.

“Honestly, I believe that luck plays a role in broadcasting, don’t you?”

As I checked the comments, Dong-su casually put his hand on my shoulder.

Then, looking at me with eyes full of enthusiasm, he concluded.

“It seems you have that luck on your side.”