I Became a Malicious Streamer

Every time a ghost suddenly jumped out, Mollru let out a scream that seemed like it would tear her apart, but the game was steadily progressing.

The foundation of this was undoubtedly Mollru’s unparalleled gaming skills.

She was at the top tier of the so-called ‘gamers who are good at gaming’, so she intuitively knew how to clear the game.

When the commentators said, “Her innate gaming sense is different,” most of the broadcasters agreed.

[Why is she so good?]

[She screams but gets everything done.]

[No frustrating play, but she’s still scared…]

[Seriously, this horror game is a total treat.]

Thus, Mollru was recognized by her viewers.

Usually, streamers playing horror games can’t juggle two hares at once.

Those praised for their reactions are great with the scary atmosphere and presentation but often have frustrating gameplay.

Meanwhile, those praised for smooth play left viewers confused about whether they were watching a horror game or a live strategy speedrun.

In that aspect, Mollru was a perfect streamer.

“Oh, what’s that sound? Here it comes again.”

As soon as she heard the ringing sound of a bell, Mollru held her breath.

Naturally, her character also crouched down in a corner of the wardrobe.

Viewers were absorbed in her gameplay and typing in the chat.

[Hide!]

[Run away~~~]

[Look at how her voice is shaking, lol. She’s the real deal.]

[Isn’t that spooky atmosphere supposed to be not scary, Master?]

[Seems like she’s excited to see that thing’s face?]

[Seriously, lol. She can’t resist that thing.]

Before long, the viewers began to refer to the ghost as ‘that thing,’ almost treating it like a villain or Mollru’s personal bully.

There had been no obstacles in the games Mollru had played until now.

No matter how high the wall, she could smash through it like an unstoppable wrecking ball.

But she couldn’t quite handle a ghost that appeared and disappeared based on programmed patterns.

That was the rule of the game.

If there had been a way to get rid of the ghost, Mollru would have done so right away.

“Is it gone? It’s gone, right?”

[Seriously, how did that not catch her?]

[This house sure knows how to keep you on your toes.]

[Mollru’s thrilling… wow.]

[Looks soft and chewy, tho. What a combo.]

[That’s too blatant.]

[I’ve recorded it all; I’m reporting for IQ tracking.]

[Simply means ‘Mollru’s chewy horror game stream.’]

[Now it’s getting interesting without getting caught, lol.]

[Getting caught would be fun though.]

Before long, Mollru had understood the ghost’s pattern and map structure, showcasing the power of learning.

Was this the fear of an AI created in imitation of humans?

Viewers seemed to notice Mollru’s growth and had a feeling of regret.

If only there were a bit more difficulty.

They worried that Mollru would clear this game too quickly.

The current playtime was one hour and eight minutes.

Just as their wishes were about to be fulfilled, Mollru faced a new hurdle.

“What? It’s locked?”

The classroom door marked 2-A rattled and wouldn’t open.

Upon checking the door, it was locked with a padlock.

This was the appearance of the puzzle elements previously mentioned by Mollru’s broth.

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“Oh, the door is locked. Mollru! You can’t progress without entering this classroom in the story. You’ll have to figure out the padlock’s password.”

[The horror game commentator Tex, wow.]

[Even brought popcorn, real preparation here, lol.]

[The commentary goat.]

[First puzzle entry.]

[This puzzle is seriously freakin’ hard, just so you know.]

[It’s really difficult, lol.]

[Why does he even have popcorn at home?]

[It’s a mukbang, duh.]

Tex stuffed some popcorn in his mouth and spoke.

“Popcorn? This isn’t even real popcorn; it’s convenience store popcorn. It gets boring watching grand stuff on Netflix or YouTube, you know? Didn’t expect to use it like this.”

“But I’m telling you, this puzzle is pretty tough. Mollru is missing a clue. I think you should go back to earlier to check the map. Right now, the third slot in your inventory is empty. You must’ve forgotten something.”

[She skipped it because of the ghost.]

[Looks like she has to go back.]

[The ghost will just come out again if she goes that way.]

[Forced merry-go-round.]

[Do you really need all four clues? Can’t it work with three?]

Reading the viewers’ chat, Tex scratched his head.

“Combine three? I don’t think so. The last time I got the password with four clues, I had to rack my brain to get 9138. It won’t be easy with what you have.”

[Ah, spoiler alert -_-]

[I was going to buy this after watching.]

[What’s the spoiler?]

[Characters: Switch streamer Tex, Kkumuwiki, controversies and incidents, deceiving viewers.]

“What’s a spoiler? Obviously, you guys are gonna get spoiled with passwords and the whole story as you watch this. Don’t be ridiculous.”

Tex exchanged playful banter with the viewers.

Just then, a viewer noticed something odd and sent a donation.

<<Netarium donated 1000 won!> -But why isn’t Mollru going back and just going in circles here to gather clues? Finally realizing the situation, Tex focused on Mollru’s screen. "True, there aren’t any clues here. The map seems to confuse her. Or maybe she’s a bit directionally challenged? Ah, she definitely is; she was the last to arrive at our gathering." [Seriously, where Mollru goes, it's the way. Why does she need to find her way, lol.] [Such nonsense, lol.] [Why is it stuck in this room?] [That room is also getting rejected to this extent.] [Can't she just guess?] "If she guesses and it doesn't open, the ghost hears the padlock alarm sound and comes over. It says so in the rulebook." [That’s tough, lol.] [Yummy for preventing an eat-while-playing situation.] [Guessing is cheating, right?] Then an unusual event occurred. -9158… 9138. I think it's 9138. Oh, it opened. With a dry voice, the padlock clicked open. Tex muttered in disbelief. "That’s not how it’s supposed to open… How did she solve it?" * I have lost. To be exact, Ji-eun’s body lost. Since Ji-eun’s body was mine too, it’s practically my loss. But while my body may have succumbed, my mind did not surrender. My mind wasn’t afraid of ghosts, so isn't it a win for me mentally? Thinking about it, that seemed too pathetic, so I decided to stop. Mental victories weren’t my style. "As long as the ghost doesn’t come out, it’s easy. The game's not that hard." She obtained another clue from the locked classroom. It was someone's diary. Stains that looked like dried blood were stuck hard on the surface of the notebook. With the notification of acquiring clue 5, someone's diary was added to her inventory. [Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru! Mollru!] [Who am I? Mollru stream viewer.] [I trusted you, goat. I trusted you, goat. I trusted you, goat. I trusted you, goat. I trusted you, goat. I trusted you, goat.] [Pro inquiries via DM, please Pro inquiries via DM, please Pro inquiries via DM, please] [So that’s why she kept going in circles while solving the password.] [How did she figure it out?] [What’s her IQ?] [She only had three clues, lol.] [You’re lagging.] Seeing the viewers' praise in the chat, I couldn’t help but smile. People, really… such a fuss. "It wasn’t that hard of a problem. I get embarrassed if you hype me up like this…" [Right, moving to second before I go.] [Mollru’s clue got opened, yay!] [What’s with the dweeb tone?] [This suddenly got bland.] [That boastfulness annoys me.] [She wasn’t like this before…] Unyielding will that didn’t back down from fear. And at the same time, flexible thoughts stemmed from the tautly running brain. The former failed due to a physical issue, but the latter succeeded. It wasn’t just empty words; it was truly not a difficult problem. It was a question that could be solved by simply taking some time to think. But that’s relative. Looking at people's reactions, it seemed I had accomplished something great. It wouldn’t be visible to others, but I chuckled like a fool and opened the back door of room 2-A. Now it was time to move to another location. If I delayed too long, who knows what would happen. And as soon as I opened the back door, I met a ghost standing right in front of me. "...?" They say if you’re too startled, no scream will come out. That was exactly my situation. I could only wheeze out a series of gasps. This was a scenario that would be shocking even in my previous body. -Game over! Captured by the ghost, the protagonist only saw death. "Ah, no…" Regaining my senses, I murmured in a hoarse voice. "I didn’t… save…"

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