Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 11

“Fuh… Huh…”

The opponent’s rough breathing is heard.

In my hand is a large two-handed axe.

I also held the same axe.

– Swish

The opponent slowly widens the distance as if trying to replenish lost health.

However, I had no intention of missing this opportunity.

“Kraawww!!!”

I charge at the opponent while shouting.

Seeing this, the opponent gives up widening the distance and prepares for battle.

“Huh…!”

I rush in, and the opponent, standing firm, prepares to attack.

The advantage was clear, and the opponent’s attack flew toward me first to prove it.

– Whoosh!

The axe descends like a gust of wind, aiming to split my head.

I check my options to counter it.

Block, parry, evade.

But the opponent’s attack is a downward strike infused with all their weight.

It was too burdensome on my stamina to block or parry.

Thus, my chosen option is to evade.

– Swoosh

I move sideways to match the opponent’s movement.

Attacks with large motions are lethal, but correspondingly, the countermeasures are clear.

As I step out of the attack range, I see the opponent’s side.

I thought it was time to cook the opponent, whose health had dropped, but

“Huhhh!!”

With a fierce shout, the opponent powers up once more.

Using the legs as a pivot and twisting the shoulder, the axe, which was headed toward the ground, quickly flies toward my neck.

The opponent’s last-ditch effort, anticipating my evasion.

The time it took to switch from a downward strike to a horizontal slash was but a moment.

– Clang!

Yet I parried it.

The attack I attempted, twisting my body forcefully.

It was the opponent’s last means, and when it failed, their broad chest was wide open before my eyes.

– Thud!!

Not missing the opportunity, I drive the axe into their chest.

The opponent, dealt a fatal blow, eventually transforms into gray dust and vanishes.

“Cut! You b*stard!”

With this, I achieve my eighth consecutive win.

I was on a rampage of consecutive victories.

– Wow, how did they react to that?

– d*mn it, wasn’t that a total cheat?

– Even if I attack, they parry everything; how can I win?

Shoulders shrugging at the responses of the people.

This was the reason I wagered on a fighting game I hadn’t even tried.

My eyes are faster than my hands.

– So when are you going to turn on the cam?

“I don’t listen to the words of those weaker than me! Next!”

– Weak ones, lol!

– Someone, please take down that arrogant nose…

But no matter how long I waited, the next opponent didn’t come in.

“Is there no one else who can challenge me?”

– But it’s a garbage game…

– The entry fee is 38,000 won? That’s a bit much;;

According to the viewers’ chat, it was a game not even the latest but rather one from nearly ten years ago.

Moreover, it was nearly defunct due to balance issues, with only a handful of players remaining.

“Then this match will end in my victory! No more complaints now.”

– Does the room owner live in the Middle Ages alone?

– Fact: There were no complaints

– Do you know that even on the gallery, that guy was getting bashed?

“Yet the supportive comments and recommendations were plentiful!”

– Fabricating, woo~

– Doing gallery while being pure in mind… which makes it even more appealing…

– Ah… It reeks of sexy…

Checking the people’s reactions, I finally realized that I had misunderstood.

“Then you guys don’t think I’m a man?”

– Would I even bother? lol

– Not a man, but definitely a beast;;

– With those br*asts, it’d be possible even if it’s a man.

All my thoughts until now were merely my own delusions.

Realizing this, the lines I had confidently shouted unfurled like a panorama.

The words I had boldly proclaimed began to prick my shame like sharp needles.

“Hmm… Shall we move on to part two?”

Trying to hurriedly change the broadcast subject out of embarrassment,

– Is this a cam room?

– Let’s get to the main game~ let’s get to the main game~

– Please, Missy outfit, please, Missy outfit.

This was also not the direction I desired.

“Everyone, I’m a no-cam broadcaster, you know?”

– ? Downward spiral

– Do you want to see me embarrass myself again?

– The alpha and omega of the broadcast…

“My broadcast is purely for fun, not for your arousal.”

– Then stop being so aroused.

– (Fire)(Fire)(Fire)(Fire)

– Is it a fight? Do I need to jump in, too?

With my words, the chat room bursts into flames again.

However, I could boldly push my claims.

“No, if you’re jealous, then win. Losers don’t have a say.”

– This b*stard brought a garbage game where no one plays on purpose.

– Please, someone win…

Yet despite the lively chat, my character still stood lonely in the wasteland.

“It seems there are no more unsavory players, so I’ll end the game here.”

– Then what about the cam?

“This is my victory, so… it’s not needed?”

– Kyaaaah!

– Teacher, I have an incurable disease, but I think I’ll be cured if I see your chest.

– Please, let me see it live…

– The breast expert has registered a mission.

[20,000 won for 10 consecutive wins]

“Ah. Thank you for the mission sponsorship, Expert!”

A donation that came in while I was about to quit the game.

Currently at eight consecutive wins, I just needed two more victories to succeed in the mission.

– Not an expert, but rather a breast expert?

– In that case, let’s just play two more rounds?

– Those who can’t play, just drop out.

“Then I’ll only face two more people.”

As I was speaking, an opponent entered.

“Shall we first secure the ninth win?”

Five minutes later.

– Ah, turtle strategy, the worst.

– Please, someone fight…

Turtling.

The most efficient winning formula in this game, and the main reason it became a disaster.

With a parrying system in this game, attacks inherently involve risk.

If tasked with a misdirected attack, it could lead to an instant defeat, just like the previous round.

Thus, the strategy of turtling emerged.

Like a turtle, it’s a strategy of curling up and just waiting for the opponent’s attack.

Using a rash heavy technique against it could swing you into defeat from a counterattack.

Thus, I too was trapped in a sluggish situation, probing with light attacks.

– Come on, fight.

– Even if I sleep, I’ll see this scene.

But the situation was favorable for the opponent.

While they could wait as long as they wanted, I was a broadcaster conducting a live stream,

And for a broadcaster, this deadlock was the worst situation from a broadcast perspective.

Ultimately, my character started to move.

Spotting an opening, I charged at the opponent, but the opponent, with no intent to attack, only strengthened their defense.

“Kraawww!!!”

With a roar, I initiated my attack first.

A body-weighted attack seemed poised to split the defending opponent in half.

– Whoosh!

As if waiting for this opportunity, the opponent evades to the side, seizing the chance for a counterattack.

In the crisis where my defeat loomed if things continued like this,

“Ahhhh!!!”

Veins bulging and bursts of bl**d vessels.

And amidst it all, I was the one striking.

The fake move used by the previous opponent.

– Ah!

But there was one key difference.

The opponent was not me.

With one strike, my neck was severed.

Before dissolving into dust, I raised my voice.

“Turtle head cut!!”

The fruit of the five minutes of nerves was sweeter than anything.

Reading the chat room, I wanted to share this joy with others.

– I also have a turtle head, hehehe.

– Oh no, you’re being too harsh…

– Please cut me too (lewdly).

“Get out. You crazy bastards.”

After cutting three more turtles, I waited for the next opponent.

“Now just one more win, and the mission will be successful. 20,000 won up for grabs~”

– Stop the bragging.

– The way you’re talking makes me think you’ll lose this time, lol.

“Yeah, I’ll prove it with results~”

As I spoke, the last opponent who would hand me the 20,000 won appeared.

“Your nickname is uniquely Barcode? I’ll wrap this up quickly and move on to part two~”

– Ah!

A kn*fe struck my head.

– Hahahahaha

– I knew that was going to happen, hahahaha.

– Let’s go to the cam room~ let’s go to the cam room~

– Truly prove what you said with results, right? lol.

“…”

Speechless.

As the words I once said returned to me, I found it hard to speak.

But the rising question opened my mouth once again.

“Wait, but why did I lose?”

My play was perfect.

I didn’t allow a single attack from the opponent, yet the opponent’s body was already covered in bl**d.

In a situation where my victory was obvious to anyone, a single flying kick came out of nowhere.

And that one hit decided the victory.

– Yep~ It’s your fault for not managing your stamina~

– If you don’t know, you should take the hits, lol.

– b*obs, b*obs, b*obs.

– They’re ranked number one, right? lol.

Among the mocking chats, one message caught my attention.

“Ranked first? Really?”

– Yep, check the opponent’s info.

[illlililiiil – 1st]

Upon checking, a boldly displayed info window showed that they were in fact ranked number one.

“Wait, if you’re ranked first, shouldn’t you be grinding ranks instead of tormenting me here?!”

No matter how much I cried out in indignation, the fact that I had lost did not disappear.

– Thank you, teacher…

– Let’s go to the breast cam~

– What? Today’s outfit is a bunny girl?

– Wow, kyaah!

“Don’t talk about bunny girls. Get out.”

The chat room had almost a festive atmosphere.

Watching the viewers enjoy the scene made me feel sick.

“But it was that person who beat me, right? They might not want to do a cam room.”

I blurted it out without thinking, but upon reflection, it was a plausible statement.

Still, if they were someone who reached rank one, they would likely be a bit famous, so if I sweet-talked them…?

illlililiiil: No? I won to see the cam?

“f*ck, you b*stard.”

– Kya, the facts are brutal.

– What would be the point if you weren’t going to see her?

– Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on!

In a situation where excuses were no longer possible.

Ultimately, I had no choice but to turn on the cam.

“Ugh… this is dirty.”

– Bunny girl, bunny…?

– What the hell?

– Don’t mess around, don’t mess around.

“Then, let’s move on to part two right away. The part two broadcast is beautiful handwriting!”

The blazing chat room and a large cam screen lit up.

On that screen was my hand being broadcasted.