[TS] Formula One Streamer - Chapter 65
“I’ll participate in the Ferrari Test.”
Considering that the iconic drivers and directors of each team, like Enrique, might exist under different names, the chances were significant that Enrique Tilko existed somewhere.
Thus, I decided to participate in the Ferrari Test with the thought that Enrique Tilko must undoubtedly exist somewhere.
When I recall the grim reality of Ferrari, it’s right for the promising driver Yoo Yi-hyun to decline.
Enrique Tilko.
The fact that he, who was a key figure at Ferrari alongside me, Jin Hyun-woo, is not in the current Ferrari means that…
On the contrary, if I can just find him, it signifies that I can hope for Ferrari’s resurgence.
However, searching for him with my own strength is impossible.
So, I have to use the biggest card available to me.
“However, as a condition for participating, please find the details of all people related to automobiles who have the name Enrique Tilko or a similar name. I’d appreciate it if you could do this before the Ferrari Test begins.”
Thanks to For One, the scale of F1 has grown enormously, and as a result, Ferrari has become a company with influence enough to be called a global enterprise.
No matter how much Minoto is a toothless director, he is still the director of Ferrari.
Even when KING’s information was kept private, among numerous F1 teams, only Ferrari’s scout, Lee Myung-jin, came looking for me.
With such intelligence, Enrique can also be somehow found.
“Understood. Enrique Tilko… Let’s look for him.”
Minoto nodded without a hint of hesitation.
It’s not so much trust in me, but rather the desperate need for my joining that makes him comply with such outrageous requests.
Even if a hierarchical relationship is strictly defined, just casually throwing out a name and asking someone to find it is not respectful.
I described Enrique’s appearance and characteristics as best I could, and Lee Myung-jin took notes, officially concluding our discussion.
Whether I join Ferrari was thus settled for now.
Minoto set a vacant coffee cup down on the table and began to speak.
“Well, since it’s late, shall we end today’s conversation here?”
“Is that so?”
“Please send your personal information via the email written on my business card for your application to participate in the test, and I’ll take care of the rest without any trouble. I’ll contact you separately as things progress.”
“Thank you, Scout.”
With those words, we stood up and headed toward the parking lot.
Amid the numerous cars filling the parking lot, a subtly shining red sports car was visible.
Ferrari exuded a powerful presence even in the deep darkness.
Ferrari is not just a brand.
It’s a romance.
I said to Lee Myung-jin.
“Since you’re a Ferrari employee, I guess you drive a Ferrari.”
Lee Myung-jin paused as if questioning what I meant and, upon discovering the Ferrari at my fingertips, let out a small snort.
“How could a scout’s salary afford a Ferrari worth over a hundred million? That over there, that’s my car. It’s an Avante.”
“Ah…”
Well, what does it matter if the company is large?
An employee is just an employee.
I sent them off to their car with an awkward smile.
“What are you planning to do for the remaining two weeks, Yoo Yi-hyun? Based on how you’ve performed so far, it seems you wouldn’t need to practice separately for the test…”
That was true.
Saying I’d participate in the test was no different from saying I’d passed.
So, what to do for the next two weeks?
I wasn’t sure myself.
I hadn’t been Yoo Yi-hyun for long and was too engrossed in handling a major competition to spare any time for planning.
The best plan I could come up with was simple.
“I need to raise my rank and maintain my form, so I think I’ll just play ranking matches at home. Other than that, I’m not sure what else to do…”
Upon hearing my response, Lee Myung-jin turned and said with a serious expression.
“Before joining this world, do everything you want to do. Once you become a driver, there’s plenty of money but no time to do what you want. Well… I’ve become a bit freer now, but still.”
Looking into Lee Myung-jin’s eyes filled with sincerity as an elder, it felt as though, for this moment, she treated me not as KING but as a nineteen-year-old blossoming girl.
“You’ve probably made a lot of money from donations while streaming… Ah, now that I think about it, you were a streamer, right? You seemed really happy while broadcasting.”
“I… looked happy?”
“Honestly, I watched your entire broadcast while waiting for director and Lee Hyun to contact me. You were smiling and seemed really in a good mood while waiting for the race, and even when wrapping up the competition and answering viewers’ questions.”
I see.
It turns out my expression while streaming was a big, happy smile.
Hearing about my appearance as a streamer from someone else felt strange.
When I first decided to become a streamer, I only looked at the money.
Yet, it seemed rather that I was enjoying and having fun broadcasting.
The more I mulled over Lee Myung-jin’s words, the more it felt like I was struck on the head with a hammer.
“Anyway, I enjoyed your broadcast. The image of KING I had and you didn’t quite match each other, which made you charming.”
“Thank you for watching.”
“In any case, enjoy it without regrets. You have plenty of money and time. Those times are rare in life. So, it’s cold, so hurry and go inside.”
Leaving behind heartfelt advice that struck my heart, she and Minoto disappeared.
On my way home.
“Streamer, streamer… What can I do…”
I couldn’t help but ponder what could be done as a streamer.
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[KING, give it back!!!!!!]
[My little Yoo Yi-hyun has disappeared… I’m now a lost KING viewer…]
[??? Where did KING go????]
[One Man Show, where did your junior go?]
[What? Where did they go?]
[How can someone just disappear in the middle of a Q&A;;;]
[One Man Show, is there something wrong with KING?]
[I’ve never experienced an ending like this. A stream with three hundred thousand viewers just ran away?]
[Haha, they really need to ignore the commoners; that’s the true KING ㄹㅇ haha.]
[If you’re tired, it’s KING to go to bed. What’s with the commotion now? Haha;;]
[Haha, I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity.]
《Goera Na-Mu has donated 50,000 won!》
– Is there a streamer that runs away leaving three hundred thousand viewers? Bring them back quickly!
“Goera Na-Mu, thank you for the 50,000 won donation, no, I’m sorry… I’m not really sure what happened either…”
Where could Yoo Yi-hyun have gone with this many viewers?
Lost viewers were causing chaos due to the protagonist disappearing without a word.
Public sentiment had reached a level that could only be described as a riot.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I will find out as soon as possible.”
Kang Ho-yun was doing everything he could to manage the unmanageable situation caused by her leaving.
‘There’s really nothing serious going on, right?’
She must have left for some urgent reason, but if she had given Kang Ho-yun at least a hint before she left, this disaster wouldn’t have happened.
Although it was a troublesome situation for him, as her partner streamer, Kang Ho-yun bore responsibility for this issue.
One Man Show: Tae-hyuk, this is KING’s number: 010 2569 XXXX. Log out and call here quickly.
Jungslave: I’ll check 010 2569 XXXX… and I’ll be there right away if verified.
When For One ended, the broadcast would turn off too, so he sent an urgent help call to the manager.
Waiting for the manager to return, he hung his head like a criminal.
Jungslave: Brother, they’re not answering the phone. What should I do?
One Man Show: You know where my officetel is, right? I’m sorry, but can you check there just once?
Kang Ho-yun was feeling anxious but his manager, Jeong Tae-hyuk, seemed excited about welcoming KING.
He logged out without a reply.
“Please wait a moment. The manager is trying to figure out what’s going on. I’m sorry.”
With the manager gone, he continued the lonely fight that seemed never-ending.
About 30 minutes passed.
Finally, the manager who had been dispatched returned with news that was truly shocking.
Jungslave: Brother, I found Yoo Yi-hyun in front of Starbucks at the officetel…
One Man Show: In Starbucks?
Jungslave: Um… you know Mattia Minotto, right? The F1 Ferrari director. He was with some guy there. Did you not know?
Kang Ho-yun’s breath caught in his throat.
He anticipated that F1 teams would reach out to her, recognizing her talent, starting today.
‘Did they come this quickly? And the director came personally?’
He never expected it to happen this fast.
Of course, it had been over 10 days since Ferrari attempted to contact her, but he was now flustered by his ignorance of that fact.
At the same time, he felt impatient about the director’s personal visit and was despondent, leading him to give up the promise to form a team together.
Back then, he thought he could bridge the gap between them with effort, but now his thoughts had changed.
‘At my current level, I’m not worthy of her. I was too hasty back then…’
Yoo Yi-hyun had showcased her boundless potential through the KiwiChi Championship.
Her incredible memory and chassis control under rain conditions.
Her unconventional play utilizing DRS.
Her flawless fundamentals and race management skills.
Her spirit of a competitor capable of turning the game around despite unfavorable circumstances.
Kang Ho-yun felt he wouldn’t even have the confidence to replicate just one of those things she showed him.
Those qualities were talents from an entirely different dimension, which were far removed from effort.
He could catch up with effort, but it could take years to do so, given her overwhelming talent.
However, he wasn’t one to give up easily; it just felt early now, he thought.
“My manager checked, and they say KING had to leave for urgent personal reasons. Since it’s personal, I’m cautious about mentioning it. Later, KING will explain everything.”
With those words, Kang Ho-yun minimized his chatter and ended the broadcast that lost all meaning with the protagonist’s disappearance.
Beep-beep-beep!
Dragging his weary body into the living room, he heard the sound of the front door password being entered.
When the door opened, the person who appeared was, of course, Yoo Yi-hyun.
Kang Ho-yun looked at her with shining eyes and said.
“Don’t think of me; just keep moving forward.”
Those words were the best support he could offer, as he could not contain her.