I Became a Malicious Streamer

Season 3.

A time filled with passionate players, where there were hardly any penalties for swearing or trolling, maintaining a delicate balance in this era of romance.

A stark contrast to now, where a single utterance of “f*” gets you penalized immediately.

The situations where one would get insulted were more about genuine critiques of skill rather than mindless accusations or scapegoating. The expressions were just a little rough around the edges.

In that time, people either put in more effort into their games after being insulted or fell into the depths of trolling — a true meritocracy where everything was determined by skill.

Back then, even a little cheating wouldn’t draw strong user control.

There was an incident that shattered this peace.

The account theft incident, commonly known as the agent frenzy.

It all started with skilled Challenger players and gradually became a big issue.

Professional companies emerged, and it was discovered that everything from average users to current pros were boosting tiers through agents, shocking everyone.

Now, I find myself embroiled in this huge incident.

ㅇㅇ: What’s the rumor in the gallery now? Did Mollru get boosted?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ: Level 5 country troll; read a bit more, will ya?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ: Didn’t read beyond three lines.

[Are you sure they were an agent? What’s your proof?]

These idiots are just stirring the pot because they can’t stand seeing someone succeed. They seem to dislike them for no reason!

ㅇㅇ: It’s because you’re succeeding!

ㅇㅇ: How could anyone hate Mollru after seeing that body?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ: For real, unless they’re some kind of woman-hater, lol.

ㅇㅇ: I’m an 18-year-old female student, and all my classmates love Mollru, you know…

[Fact: There’s no evidence of agent activity; in fact, the circumstances are suspicious.]

When Sua first streamed, she said she had a main Challenger account but couldn’t reveal it due to certain reasons.

Later, when she started her own stream, she claimed it was just a joke and a lie.

But the cause of the chaos at the tournament? Simply an imbalance; Mollru was soaring alone, carrying everything in a one-woman show, making it totally uninteresting.

ㅇㅇ: It’s so obvious that they’re writing this because their owner couldn’t win, lol.

ㅇㅇ: It’s chaos!

ㅇㅇ: Fact: The total viewers yesterday reached around 100,000. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it was the most successful Twitch official broadcast ever.

ㅇㅇ: Haha, success and fun are separate things, you know~

ㅇㅇ: It’s a bit suspicious, though, lol. Since it’s suspicious, just turn on the camera so we can see Mollru’s face.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ: You might ruin the illusion if you turn it on; maybe it’s better this way.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ: Honestly, with that body, even if she’s just average, she’d still look pretty. I mean, I’ve seen her jawline a couple of times, and I bet she looks cute.

[A random photo of Nahoonah, jpg]

True superstars drive both haters and fans mad.

If everyone likes someone, they’re not a superstar; they’re just a star.

There have to be people who dislike them for the fans to adore them so intensely.

ㅇㅇ: Tess, another win…

ㅇㅇ: Truly a wise saying.

ㅇㅇ: Superstar Mollru, wow.

ㅇㅇ: This could be resolved just by turning on the stream, but she’s not doing it.

ㅇㅇ: If you don’t want to die, turn the stream on, Mollru! I know you’re watching!

I felt a shiver and moved on from that post to find something else to read.

The silver lining was that very few people seemed to be rallying together against me.

Despite the accusations of me being an agent lacking proof, there were still plenty of suspicious circumstances.

I was quite surprised that public sentiment was in my favor.

Usually, in these situations, it’s like a witch hunt where you end up tied to the stake and executed.

Probably the tournament rules forced me to turn on the camera to gauge the mood, since a lot of what was discussed revolved around my chest.

That feeling of relief quickly faded, and I began to grumble again.

“No, they’re not even talking about game skills, just my chest…”

I pulled my chin down and glanced at my belly while lying down.

Even in a slightly sprawled position, the two peaks made their presence known.

Every time I turned, they jiggled about.

Despite my troubled mind, there seemed to be no real issue.

There was no evidence that I ever acted as an agent, and thanks to the recent tournament, my account had undergone a thorough inspection.

Plus, I had plenty of people defending me.

I could just chill out while my computer was being repaired and wait for the storm to calm down.

Until the heat of the tournament died down, all I had to do was relax and take it easy.

Let others enjoy that so-called trickle-down effect.

Excessive attention is just tiring.

Still, I picked up my phone again and pondered something.

Shouldn’t I leave a message for the people who’ve consistently supported my streams?

Like, maybe an announcement?

When I searched through my emails to find an editor last time, there were many suggestions about that kind of thing.

Even if it’s not frequent, it seems beneficial to leave updates about my situation, stream plans, and schedules from time to time.

Of course, I’d already stated that my streaming schedule would likely be irregular from the start, and I had also intentionally avoided setting specific times to create a surprise gift-like vibe.

…It’s not that I really disliked the idea of having set times for streaming.

Creating a routine is indeed a tough task.

Anyway, receiving such emails made me realize that my viewers have been steadily increasing lately.

I began searching on my small phone screen to draft an announcement.

“Is this it? No, that’s not it… How about this?”

The switch had different versions for desktop and mobile.

Somehow, I managed to log in to my account, but I couldn’t find the channel feed that streamers used to leave updates even after searching with my eyes wide open.

After struggling for about ten minutes, I came up with a simple solution.

Why not just ask an expert for help?

I decided to call my trusted editor — who was suspiciously skilled in IT and quite competent — Si-young.

Would she pick up?

Last I heard, her circadian rhythm seemed irregular. Would I be waking her up from a nap, or was she out somewhere and couldn’t take the call?

In that brief moment of dialing, all my musings became irrelevant as Si-young answered immediately.

“Yes, sir.”

Her tone was very businesslike and mechanical, yet somehow it felt filled with a strange warmth.

Is she happy someone called?

She must have a slightly lonely personality.

“You can just call me Ji-eun. It’s all good.”

“Yes, then… hmm, Ji-eun. What can I do for you?”

“Oh, it’s nothing serious. I wanted to write an announcement…”

After once again solidifying my position as a co-worker who preferred not to have a vertical relationship, I explained the current situation.

I accessed the switch on my phone, but I couldn’t find the channel feed needed for posting messages.

Si-young simply resolved my confusion.

“The channel feed was removed about a week ago. They seem to have taken it away during the UI overhaul on the switch.”

“Oh.”

I released a weak sigh as she proposed another solution.

“Hmm… The switch community can be quite uncomfortable. How about Stargram? It seems no one isn’t using it these days.”

“That’s a bit…”

“What a shame. If you’d just put in a picture or two and some text, people would have loved it.”

That’s too celebrity-like for me, and in essence, I didn’t like that the mode of communication would be entirely one-sided, where I’d just post texts or pictures.

I wanted a space where everyone could gather and talk together — like a gallery.

“But a gallery is a no-go; there’s too much controversy surrounding it, and people have that underground image of it. It’ll make new people joining now and in the future feel uncomfortable.”

I see, Si-young seemed to understand my broadcast much better than I expected and was looking far ahead.

As I expressed my thoughts, she quickly found a solution.

“Then it’d be better to open a café.”

“A café?”

“Yes, I’ll set one up, so for now, please write the announcement on the switch community. Also, mention the opening of the café in it.”

She then naturally shared the link.

The link to the switch community.

When did she set this up?

After hanging up, I accessed the community and began to write an announcement.

…What should I write? I got blocked right from the first line.

I should’ve practiced writing stuff like this.

I figured I could just condense the essence and convey it clearly.

Three lines should be enough.

It’s not like I’m writing a personal statement, so I don’t need to fuss over it too much.

-Announcement

This is Mollru.

There won’t be any streams for 2–3 days.

I’m setting up a café, please visit!

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