I Quit Being an Idol and Became a Youtuber - Chapter 33

To get straight to the point, I did succeed in getting Death to level 3.

“—Who was it that said this was good?”

The only problem was that the performance of the slug rounds was disappointing compared to my expectations.

[-Lol]

[-Still, it’s much better than before]

[-Don’t forget, that’s a shotgun character]

[-Ah lol Be glad they even added a poke ability]

Being able to poke at mid-range was an advantage, but this too was ultimately treated as a skill.

Every time it was fired, there was a cooldown of several seconds.

‘Still, it does have a headshot registration, so it’s usable for finishing blows…..’

The problem was that even that felt somewhat ambiguous.

Like, there was no reason to pick this guy just for that one thing.

‘But there’s already a similar character.’

Above all, a character whose position overlapped with the leveled-up Death already existed.

A certain tank who also fired a shotgun could shoot slug rounds just by right-clicking, even without leveling up.

Besides, that one could forcibly pull distant enemies, allowing them to land that high damage more effectively.

‘No, wait, compared to my past life, maybe this is still better?’

Thinking like that, for reasons I didn’t know, something slowly began to make sense.

Right, I had too high expectations hearing that this guy got buffed.

Before the buff, or after.

It was all the same, getting turned into a honeycomb in front of real ranged dealers.

No matter how much he was buffed, a loser pick was still a loser pick.

“Well then, what should I do now?”

After somehow managing to win that round as well, Cheongha returned to the game lobby.

Just playing the game was starting to feel tedious for me too.

‘And, playing alone all the time feels kind of lonely.’

Since I basically played with voice chat turned off, it had been too long since I last heard a person’s voice.

‘Maybe I’m surprisingly prone to loneliness.’

Isn’t there some way to handle this?

Suddenly, the collaboration with Solnamu came to mind.

The teammates we played with that day were viewers who joined after watching his stream.

‘Should I try it too?’

Since I wasn’t a major streamer like Solnamu, I didn’t know if that many people would gather, but it was worth a try.

Briefing the viewers and briefing teammates playing together felt different.

It was only natural that the latter, where we could hear each other’s voices, felt more appealing.

“Well then, shall we try viewer participation content once?”

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Why do people type in chat and send donations during streams?

Many reasons could be cited, but ultimately, there would be one fundamental reason.

They want the streamers to react to their words and converse with them.

But what if it went one step further?

What if you could go beyond simply talking and participate together in their content?

There would be no one who would refuse that.

[-Viewer participation? In Golden Watch?]

[-Ah damn, I don’t have Golden Watch installed.]

[-I don’t even have an account….]

[-Shouldn’t have deleted it, just should’ve kept it!]

Despite my sudden bombshell announcement, the reaction wasn’t bad, surprisingly.

Some said they didn’t have the game installed, others said they didn’t have an account…..

The unexpectedly enthusiastic response was enough to fluster me, the one who suggested it.

“Well then, is there anyone who can join right now?”

The maximum number of participants per team was 5.

The number of viewers wanting to participate clearly exceeded 5 at a glance.

Before long, a chat message appeared.

[Jumin A]

-I can join now, Cheongha-nim.

“Ah, it’s Jumin A-nim.”

The first participant was our stream’s VIP and my avid viewer, Jumin A.

Since he always used honorifics and was polite when chatting, I could feel reassured.

“Please wait a moment.”

“I’ll send you the invite code.”

I immediately displayed the game room’s invite code on the stream.

It wasn’t personal information anyway.

Since it would stop once 5 people joined, it didn’t matter if I showed it openly like this.

[Can I join too?]

[I just need to update and I’m done!]

Starting with him, applicants began to gather considerably.

Tiring-

[JuminJuni has entered.]

And, unsurprisingly, the first among those viewers to enter was none other than Jumin.

“Ah, hello?”

“…………”

“…..Hello?”

“Jumin A-nim?”

After a few rustling sounds, seemingly adjusting the microphone, the other person’s voice came through.

“—Ah, yes.”

“Cheongha.”

“Ah, hello Jumin A-nim.”

The voice of a considerably young-sounding boy came from the headset.

‘He seems like a student still.’

‘Well, that’s possible.’

I also started watching Vtubers for the first time in middle school.

Although I never sent donations, maybe this person just has a lot of money.

“By the way, Jumin-nim, how old are you this year?”

“Ah, I’m….. a high school senior this year.”

Oh dear, such a busy time.

[-A high school senior is playing games?]

[-A high school senior is watching streams?]

[-A high school senior watches Vtubers?]

[-Shouldn’t you be studying]

[-Must be a tough time. Hang in there]

[-Lol C’mon, kids need breaks too, why is everyone so edgy]

[-Obviously tilted ’cause they couldn’t join the viewer game themselves]

“Hey, everyone, what’s wrong?”

“High school students need breaks too.”

It’s pitiful if you just force high school students to study all the time.

Since I myself lived like that and passed away in my past life, I felt a sense of kinship with him.

Unfortunately, there was no more time to question my stream’s VIP.

Because other viewers started entering one after another using the invite code posted on the stream.

“Um, hello Cheongha?”

“Ah yes, hello.”

I finished exchanging names with everyone who entered the room.

‘Doesn’t seem like anyone here would intentionally troll.’

‘Although I don’t know about their skill level…..’

Well, it’s not like we lose anything even if we lose.

It shouldn’t matter.

“Alright, let’s cap the participants at this for now and start matchmaking.”

A total of 4 people gathered like that.

A good number for playing a round casually with friends.

‘The last spot will be filled randomly, I guess.’

“By the way, what roles do you all play?”

“Ah.”

“I don’t mind anything—”

“I play Support quite a bit.”

Before starting the game, I began assigning positions with the members.

“Well then, Cheongha, which character are you thinking of playing?”

“Ah, me?”

At Jumin’s question, Cheongha began to ponder.

Having played only this game for a week, she was confident she could perform at least above average in all three classes.

“Hmm, I think….. I’ll try playing tank this time.”

[-You heard her?]

[-Nobody pick tank]

[-The captain has chosen]

Since I had played dealer a lot until now, I wanted to roam around more comfortably as a tank.

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Tanks played an important role.

The backbone of the team, possessing 2-3 times the health of other characters and a barrier to absorb attacks.

「Alright, Muse online!」

Among those tanks, the one I chose was Muse.

A hero from Korea who fights piloting a round machine.

‘There are many characters from all sorts of countries here.’

If there are grim reapers and machines, why wouldn’t there be foreigners?

Of course, I don’t quite understand why these individuals of different nationalities and personalities fight on the same side.

They say a story mode will be released soon, so I guess I’ll find out the details then.

‘Shall I see what other people picked…..’

Cheongha carefully looked at the characters her teammates chose.

The sight of 4 people standing with different weapons looked reassuring.

‘Wait, 4 people?’

‘One person is missing.’

Feeling something was wrong, I looked at the screen and saw one person hadn’t picked a character yet.

“Jumin?”

“You haven’t picked yet.”

“Ah.”

“Um, there is one I’m good at, but…..”

“…..It’s okay even if you’re not good, just pick one first.”

Jumin, who hesitated for a moment at those words, soon moved his mouse as if resolved.

「Izo, standing by.」

“Hmm, you picked Izo?”

Cheongha’s eyes widened at the appearance of the unexpected character.

[-???? He picked Izo?]

[-Wow damn lol He picked that]

[-Ugh, the nightmare of Genji/Tracer/Widow…]

[-Ugh, these try-hard show-offs]

[-Korean picks Japanese character, Japanese picks Korean character lol]

[-What is this lol]

[-Seriously wanna leave as soon as I see it lol]

The chat’s reaction to Jumin’s pick was also unusual.

Well, it was understandable.

‘Izo was famous in my past life too…..’

Of course, not famous in a good way, but famous as a troll pick.

“Um….. I’m actually pretty good with Izo.”

“Ah, I’m not criticizing.”

“Everyone else, don’t flame either.”

Samada Izo had a distinctive characteristic.

While everyone else used guns or robots, Izo was the only one who fought solely with his own body and bow.

‘But because of that, the skill difficulty is no joke.’

Instead of bullets easily surpassing the speed of sound, the characteristic of attacking with a projectile called an arrow meant the trajectory flew in a parabola.

And hitting an opponent moving here and there with such an attack wasn’t easy.

Instead, the base damage was high and the ultimate performance was good, so if you happened to run into an expert user, you could get headshot instantly and see the respawn screen.

The problem was just that unskilled people kept picking him solely because he looked cool.

The character’s performance itself was decent.

‘And, honestly, that doesn’t matter, right?’

What we were playing now wasn’t ranked mode, but quick play.

It meant there was no worry about rank dropping or suffering penalties even if we lost.

It was okay even if he was a little unskilled.

Everyone starts like that at first.

Everyone learns little by little that way.

[-??? This doesn’t matter?]

[-Streamer, think again.]

[-Really?]

“Everyone starts like that at first, right?”

“And he himself said he’s good, so I don’t think there will be any particular problem.”

“You all don’t mind either, right?”

I sought agreement from the other participants who entered the room.

It’s better for the whole team to agree on things like this, rather than the streamer deciding alone.

“Yeah.”

“Well.”

“We came here to have fun anyway.”

“We’re playing games to have fun anyway, I don’t plan on getting angry over something like that.”

Fortunately, their reactions were also okay.

The remaining person didn’t seem to mind either, as they didn’t leave and just stayed.

“Alright then, shall we start the match now?”

[Starting game]

As all of us picked our characters like that, the battlefield map began to form.