Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 464

In the midst of the roaring cheers, the players from each team began to appear on stage.

TSJ and G1 teams, along with their respective staff members, took their places on either side, while a magnificent championship trophy showcased its splendor in the center of the stage.

Moments later, the caster appeared, continuing to speak as they began broadcasting the finals.

…

Serin, who had been relaxing her mind at the thought of TSJ winning, hesitated when she saw a scene featuring a G1 player.

“G1 did really well too.”

Until the moment the fifth match ended, the outcome remained uncertain.

But now that everything was over, the winners and losers were clearly divided.

And the image of the losers felt exceptionally cruel somehow.

The appearance of the G1 players—led by their captain Kang Hyuk, as well as Minha and Minseong, along with Ha Jun and backup player Jin Hyuk, who didn’t participate—was familiar.

The expressions on their faces revealed emotions that were impossible to hide.

Somber or sorrowful looks. Among them, Minha’s expression stood out, particularly dark.

The player who had donned a black suit and had exuded confidence within the game was no longer present on the screen.

She appeared to be forcing herself to suppress her emotions.

The emotions that couldn’t be concealed were prominently visible on Minha’s delicate and fragile face.

As she shook her head repeatedly, trying to hide those feelings, it seemed to evoke even more sympathy in me.

Before long, it seemed that another team member was comforting her, wrapping around her to provide solace, but when tears ultimately burst from her eyes, I was left speechless at the sight.

The feeling was strange.

Clearly, the team I supported had won, and Ms. Eunha, whom I wished would win, had claimed victory.

In that moment of confirmation, I too felt joy as if I had won.

Additionally, every match in the finals had been exciting, and I had fully immersed myself in the fierce competition spanning five matches.

I was so engaged that I even forgot about the broadcast, focusing on the players’ performances.

I gasped and was amazed, and the strategic movements along with the Destiny skill put me in a state of panic as if I were one of the players in the game.

And at the end of such a match, the fates of each team became sharply defined.

With winners and losers determined, it was an unavoidable reality that the champion and runner-up could not be separated. A final where everyone is happy was simply impossible.

As the players from G1 displayed their sorrow on the screen, it seemed the cheers from the audience who had been continuously shouting “TSJ” gradually began to diminish.

—”Minha, you showed an incredible performance countless times throughout today. Even in this fierce competition that extended to five matches…”

Whether the caster sensed the atmosphere from G1, he initially tried to proceed with the interviews but quickly changed his tone.

It seemed like a member of the G1 team communicated something in the middle. Judging by the caster nodding, they appeared to skip the runners-up interview.

Following that, the caster spoke about the outstanding performance showcased by G1 and praised the resilience shown by Kang Hyuk and Minha, ultimately not conducting the interview.

Seeing this, I blankly nodded in agreement.

“G1 did really well too…”

In that moment, Minha could not gather herself to the extent where she needed to be supported by Kang Hyuk.

Her sobs were heart-wrenching.

Just by witnessing her, a wave of emotion washed over me.

As if she were regretting the final match.

It felt clearly conveyed that she was blaming herself.

—”…The final that was unpredictable until the end! One can only wonder how much effort each team’s players put forth today…”

As the caster continued, as if to gather themselves, the close-up shots of the players shifted back to showcasing the entire arena.

Even without a focus on the G1 players, it was like their image was imprinted in my mind as I looked at them.

—”Let’s give a round of applause and cheers for both teams who displayed an outstanding match today!”

As the caster shouted toward the center stage where G1 was passing by, the audience erupted into applause.

—”G1!”

While some voices called out G1, they were drowned out by the applause.

Then, as if to tidy up the situation, the G1 players began to leave the stage, and the caster led the TSJ players to the center, and the screen immediately began to show the TSJ players.

However, perhaps due to the atmosphere from G1 just moments ago.

The TSJ players and staff, despite appearing to have joy over their victory, did not show strong cheers or intense emotions.

The caster, seeming aware of the slightly subdued atmosphere, conducted the interview in a calm tone.

…

As the interview proceeded calmly, the excitement for the winning team regained momentum.

—”Now! The Empress! The return of the Saint…! The Joan of Arc player, who delivered an overwhelming performance in this final! How does it feel to win?”

As the interviews for other TSJ players and coaches concluded, the excitement grew larger, leading to Eunha’s turn.

While others expressed emotional thoughts of joy and exhilaration regarding their victory, Ms. Eunha’s demeanor stood out remarkably.

Maintaining the calm she had shown during the game, Ms. Eunha raised the microphone without displaying much emotional fluctuation.

—”…I’m happy to have won.”

And with her clear voice, she spoke just one sentence.

That one line resonated as if it encapsulated all her emotions.

…Joan of Arc!!

…Yoon Eunha is so pretty!!!

…Unnie, you’re so cool!

Immediately, the immense cheers erupted from the audience in response to Eunha’s single statement.

The caster patiently waited for the roar before smiling broadly.

—”That’s right. Indeed, Joan of Arc is also joyous about her victory. This marks her sixth victory! Since the inception of the Another World Champions League, she has won six leagues. I believe this final had even greater significance for her. Please share your thoughts.”

As the caster spoke, I found myself holding my breath, staring at the screen.

It had not been an easy final. After fiercely tussling through five matches, Ms. Eunha now stood before that luxurious championship trophy.

‘What kind of feeling must that be?’

The feeling of a victorious player.

I was curious about the emotions Ms. Eunha must be feeling right now.

—”I don’t often use the term ‘historic’… But today’s final was truly on a different scale than any previous finals. Even if G1 had won, it wouldn’t have seemed out of place. Today felt harder than any other day.”

As Ms. Eunha spoke with a small smile during the interview, I realized how incredibly beautiful she was.

Could a person who rarely smiles appear so lovely simply by smiling once?

—”It seems today’s G1 was indeed remarkable, even to Joan of Arc. But still, Joan of Arc showcased her strength as the defending champion, demonstrating what the enduring power of the Empress truly is… Isn’t that right, everyone!? ”

As the caster responded, encouraging cheers from the audience, a massive roar echoed once again through the arena.

…Yes!!

…Joan of Arc!!

—”In fact, during the season, you abruptly declared a break, and fans have been quite worried throughout that time. Would you like to say something to your fans?”

As the caster listened to the cheers of fans, he smiled, and Ms. Eunha began to gaze around at the audience slowly before lifting the microphone.

The screen revealed the many fans filling the stands.

As cries of support from most fans rang out for Ms. Eunha, she responded with a small smile at the end.

—”…I’m always thankful to my fans. It truly feels empowering to have so many people supporting me with such passion. And I’m always grateful to the many fans who couldn’t be here with us in this arena.”

With those words, as Ms. Eunha paused momentarily, the caster continued.

—”Indeed… It’s thanks to the fervent cheers and support from the fans that Joan of Arc…”

Unknowingly, I nodded with a warm expression while watching the interview.

In the midst of it, Ms. Eunha cautiously lifted the microphone again.

—”Um… I have a bit more to say.”

—”Ah, ah! My apologies. Please continue with your thoughts, Joan of Arc!”

As the caster, seeming not to expect this, offered Ms. Eunha another chance to speak, I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.

“Everyone, isn’t Ms. Eunha quite cute?”

It was clear that Ms. Eunha had a strong sense of asserting her opinions.

Seeing that personality reflected even on screen, I found it endearing.

—”Of course, I’m very grateful to my fans for their support. But today, there’s one specific person who has been an especially big help. I can’t mention names directly for fear of causing trouble, but before the fifth match, I received a strong boost of encouragement. I’m also always thankful to Seol Ah, Jimin, and the other players and coaching staff. I don’t think I could have won again without the efforts of many others, not just my own strength. So I hope other fans will also recognize the efforts of other players and the coaching staff.”

With a calm yet clear voice, Ms. Eunha continued her interview, and her voice resonated distinctly.

It felt like a standard interview and sentiments yet came across differently when spoken by Ms. Eunha.

Her sincerity felt evident. Furthermore, it conveyed a warmth to those listening.

And the content clearly expressed a desire for others to be acknowledged over herself. Hearing that intent made me realize once again what a wonderful person Ms. Eunha truly is.

The caster, perhaps resonating with that sentiment, gazed at Ms. Eunha with an intrigued expression.

—”Truly, Joan of Arc, your heart for others is always remarkable and astonishing. And whoever it is, I must say I envy that person! Since your direct mention must be significant, it must be someone from your family or a precious person who has provided support.”

As the caster continued, I unknowingly nodded before cocking my head in confusion.

‘Wait a minute.’

The caster’s slightly teasing tone regarding Ms. Eunha’s mention caught my attention.

Given that it was before the fifth match, a peculiar thought crossed my mind.

‘Could it be me?’

Was I the person Ms. Eunha was talking about?

It might be a misunderstanding, but it felt like she was mentioning me.

However, my message was something anyone could have said.

I’m supporting you. I believe in you…

It was really just that simple. So, could Ms. Eunha mention it in an interview? It felt ambiguous.

[Who is it?]

[Don’t tell me it’s a romantic interest?]

[LOL, that’s a ridiculous thought.]

[It sounds like an offhand comment yet carries profound meaning.]

[Our Eunha is just too cuteㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

[There’s a reason Joan of Arc is so popular; this is why;]

[Her heart is so kind, for real… ]

[Even after such a difficult victory, she still wants the attention to be on other players and the coaching staffㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

[It’s probably just family; has Eunha ever had any dating rumors? LOL]

[Does Eunha even feel romantic emotions? How come there’s never been a scandal?]

[Whoever it is, I genuinely envy them.]

Glancing at the chat, my feelings were peculiar.

‘Thinking about it makes it feel like it’s me…’

I felt like I shouldn’t speak up, as if I’d just be confusing myself.

As the interview wrapped up and the finals prize ceremony took place, it culminated in the selection of the MVP.

The finals MVP was, of course, Ms. Eunha.

As she was presented with a ring-like prize for her achievement, overwhelming envy welled up within me.

‘What must that feel like?’

Achieving the extraordinary milestone of winning the league as a professional player, on top of that, being selected as the finals MVP.

The caster stated that the ring would have “Joan of Arc” engraved on it for when it would be returned later; that alone must feel wonderful beyond worth.

As things slowly came to an end and the celebratory music played, I prepared to wrap up my stream.

“Today… honestly, instead of broadcasting, it felt more like watching the finals together. But it was incredibly fun. I’m glad that Ms. Eunha won as I cheered for her… G1 did so well, too. They really performed well enough to deserve a big win as well. I hope the players won’t be too disheartened. …Anyway, I’ve gone on for long enough, right? I’ll see you all tomorrow in the regular broadcast. Have a great weekend, everyone.”

Strangely, my ending remarks flowed out smoothly.

Perhaps it was because it felt more like joining in the finals rather than broadcasting.

Responding slightly to the disappointed chat, I ended the stream.

Thud.

As the screen faded to black, displaying the familiar broadcast ending message at the center, the once lively chat turned gray and disappeared abruptly as I powered down the PC.

“Today was quite fulfilling.”

Rather than having conducted a stream, I felt immense satisfaction from simply enjoying the finals.

It felt like my time was well spent, leaving me with a sense of relief.

Knock, knock!

At that moment, a gentle knock on the door made me yawn slightly and immediately respond.

“Yeah, Seoyoon, the broadcast is over.”

Clack.

“Unnie, I’ve set up the delivery food, so you just need to come out.”

As Seoyoon opened the door and said I only needed to eat, I suddenly realized I had completely forgotten about ordering dinner.

“Really…? Got it. I’ll be right out.”

As I got up, hunger struck me late.