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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: All Master's Game Broadcast 26
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Baek Seorin.
Black hair, white skin.
Her obsidian-black eyes stood out in stark contrast, and Haesung found himself staring at her, utterly entranced.
Of course, her beauty was striking, but to Haesung, 'beauty' wasn't a particularly important value.
"How the hell...?"
"I told you on your way back, didn't I? That we wouldn't be apart for long."
"...I never imagined you meant something like this."
Not only was a being who shouldn't exist in this world standing right in front of him, but she had come for a manager interview for his stream. That fact alone captivated Haesung's gaze more than anything.
"Well, unlike you, Haesung, the only difference is that I started out as a newborn in the arms of Earthling parents."
"A newborn...? Baekseol—no, Seorin, how old are you now?"
"Around 26, I suppose. Earth years, that is. And it's Seorin, not Baekseol."
Haesung stared at her in a daze, watching her eyes curve into crescent moons as she let out a soft "fu-huht" laugh.
"Did you go back to Earth twenty-six years ago? How is that even possible?"
"Time is relative, isn't it? You spent hundreds, even thousands of years saving my world, yet only about ten years have passed here on Earth. That should tell you everything."
"...So Earth's god permitted your stay?"
"Yes, with similar conditions. No unsealing my divinity, no physical contact with each other while on Earth. I just added that my parents would be from a Baek family living in a prosperous household in Korea."
As she folded her long fingers one by one, recounting her setup like it was nothing, Haesung could only press a hand to his forehead.
"Did it have to be the Baek family?"
"To me, the name you gave me holds a lot of weight."
"You picked the name Baek Seorin yourself, then."
"It was a bit tough. Using powers on Earth is tricky, after all. I lost my omniscience and omnipotence to begin with."
Haesung clicked his tongue at Seorin's complete lack of regret over losing her divine proofs.
"If you're here, what about your world? You just abandoned the place I went to all that trouble to save?"
It came out like a scolding.
But Seorin remained unfazed.
"Haesung. Think back to what you said when you left."
"What I said?"
"That this world no longer needs us. And I agree. I've confirmed it'll be fine without me for at least a few hundred years."
"...Thorough as ever."
Her response was so airtight, he had nothing to counter with.
She flashed a grin, as if to say, 'Not bad, right?' and Haesung finally threw up both hands in surrender.
"So, why apply to be my stream manager?"
"Because I want to help fix the mess I made of your daily life—up close. Isn't that reason enough?"
"...You don't have to."
"I don't need money. Just being able to help you is enough."
"No, that makes me uncomfortable. I'll pay you. I'll buy you meals sometimes, and if you live nearby, we could hit a café on days off."
"Oh? Does that mean I got the job?"
"...Talking to you always ends up like this. Somehow, I'm going along with whatever you want."
She covered her small mouth with her hand, feigning shock as if truly surprised, and Haesung tsked before nodding helplessly.
Baek Seongyoon had been a solid candidate, but not so overwhelmingly better that he had to pick him over her. If needed, he could hire later.
With that thought, Haesung extended his hand in congratulations.
"Looking forward to working with you, Seorin."
"Yes, my hero."
"...What? The game's kinda laggy—didn't catch that."
"No, nothing."
Seorin smiled faintly at Haesung, who winced at the disconnect from his real body, shaking her head as if it were nothing. And just like that, she became his manager.
School ties, blood ties, regional ties.
She'd been hired on the last one, but no one there was about to object.
* * *
"Your schedule okay?"
"I'm unemployed."
"...That doesn't sound okay. Aren't you 26? Shouldn't you be job hunting?"
"Did you think I came to Earth to grind away as a cog in humanity's machine? I told you earlier—affluent parents were part of my conditions too."
"Oh, right. Rich girl, got it."
After the interview, as they discussed upcoming streams and learned about Seorin's life on Earth, Haesung smiled.
"Still, it's nice having someone I know."
"...You just drop that out of nowhere."
"What? Speak up—I can't hear you if you're mumbling."
"It's fine. I did it on purpose."
"...You're weird too, you know. Or are all gods like that?"
"Well, Earth's god wasn't exactly ordinary."
Haesung lightly clicked his tongue as she shrugged and casually badmouthed her home dimension's god. Then, something occurred to him, and he eyed her.
"But... Whitesnow was a viewer from my very first stream... So you saw all my reactions too...?"
"It's fine. We're way past peeking at each other's goods in that world—what's a few abs?"
"...Ugh."
Reactions.
The indispensable part of streaming—he'd shown them all to a friend. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Haesung covered his flushed face with both hands and shuddered.
Seorin giggled at his ordinary reaction and stood first.
"So, I start tomorrow?"
"It's kinda funny calling it 'work,' but... yeah, sure. Manager perms to the Whitesnow ID?"
"Yes, perfect."
As she nodded and prepared to log off, Haesung remembered something.
"Oh, and we've known each other forever—even here on Earth, formal speech feels off. Just talk casually."
"...But."
"You're older than me anyway..."
"Stop right there."
Her eyes flashed at the age mention, unleashing a icy glare, and Haesung flinched, trailing off.
"...So, casual speech?"
"Hoo... Yes. I mean, yeah. See you tomorrow... Haesung-ah."
"...Ugh, yeah. Seorin-ah."
It felt a tad awkward at the end, but hearing her casual tone for the first time made Haesung grin widely as he waved.
* * *
Tuesday.
After the manager interview, Haesung fired up his stream and, as expected, rattled off four straight wins to proudly enter Gold rank.
- Gold still needs promo games lollll
- Less than 2 weeks of streaming and Gold already ㄷㄷㄷ
- Manager picked, spill the tea?
With high MMR skipping some promos impossible, he'd clutched one win at 99 points, then three-peated promo to hit Gold. Amid viewers congratulating Comet, he spotted the manager talk, ended the game, and sat in front of cam.
"Well, games for today done, so manager story time... Everyone was great. First off, thanks to the fifty of you who volunteered despite the hassle, all out of fan love."
-ㅠㅠ Didn't get it but had fun!
- Happy to see you IRL even if just real-world ㅠㅠ
- Lol gonna post my pic with Comet from interview on Trica board
- Buddy... post that and it'll be Comet w/ squid or Comet w/ maggot circulating online...
After a light bow and thanks, Comet introduced the one who'd beaten 50:1 odds.
"Whitesnow? Say hi."
-★[Whitesnow]: Whitesnow here, barely made the cutoff. For any trolling Trus, just !white.
-ㄷㄷㄷ whitebot;;
- Asked for manager, got AI lol
- Whitesnow tho? Comet chat whale?
- Yeah, the one dropping hundreds of thousands on missions.
- Wtf? Picked for the money?
The ★ signaling manager got cheers, but doubts lingered.
Especially since she'd been the top donor last week.
Viewers suspected money motivated it.
-Big whale for pocket change? Lmao
-Lol room-only viewers think whales are jokes?
-And if it was? As long as stream good
-Manager! Ban all the haters!
Comet's viewers were diehards.
They'd believe him if he said red beans make soy paste.
So they didn't care how he picked.
Plus—
"Oh, forgot to mention—she's actually a friend from my missing years... acquaintance? Sorry to applicants, but even without ties, she's impressive, so she's manager."
-Longtime chat buddy?
-Makes sense, streamers ask friends first.
-Missing time acquaintance = like 10 yrs, that's no sis...
[FireEggBro got 10-min chat ban.]
-Lol manager works fast!
-Call her FireEgg Friend lol
By revealing their bond—the ultimate weapon—Comet earned full approval. But he overshared.
"FireEgg Friend's a no-go. She's a girl. Right?"
-...?
-My little Comet...
-My little Comet (1 week to 1k avg viewers)
-Ugh... loved you
As chat exploded over girl manager, Comet looked baffled.
[Manager Message]
-Idiot.
"...What did I even do wrong?"
Even Seorin called him idiot via manager whisper. Comet deflated.
Shaking his head at the nonsense, he poured oil on the fire.
"Dunno why mad. Guys and girls can be friends. Not lovers."
-lololol guys girls friends lololol
-Insane.
-Comet oppa guy friend peels gf's perilla leaf and you feel nothing?
That night, Comet clutched his throbbing forehead amid hundreds preaching perilla leaf theory.
* * *
"Ahahahat! That's why stream ran long?"
"What's perilla leaf theory?"
"Just that. Something ambiguous—not worth fighting over 'you like her?' but too awkward to ignore."
"...Can't wrap my head around it."
"So, new manager's a real friend? From your missing time?"
Hayun, who'd cracked up over perilla leaves, got serious. Haesung nodded casually.
"Yeah."
More like the one who caused his disappearance, but no hatred lingered.
Too much time passed, and he'd probably do the same in her shoes.
Her formality stemmed from guilt over her actions, but she'd mostly drop it now anyway.
'Technically god-bond, not human-bond, but no need to say.'
Giggling at the pointless thought, Haesung drew a frown from Hayun.
"Who is she? Looked like a super pretty foreigner sis."
"Definitely."
Born of Korean blood, but as a goddess, her soul reshaped her body.
Nodding at the near-perfect match to his memory, he shrugged nonchalantly.
"Just pretty, rich kid from money fam?"
"...Wtf total perfect daughter. Depressing."
"Don't sweat. You're rich too, but won't win on looks."
"...I know!"
Hayun was cute over pretty, but Seorin being divine meant jealousy would curse Hayun's life. Teasing lightly, Haesung dusted off and stood.
"Gonna rest for tomorrow's stream."
"Won't tell me?"
"Nope."
"...You're the worst."
"No fake crying. I see through it."
"...Tch."
Hayun's eyes tearless, plan foiled. She tsked toward her room.
Ding-a-ling!
"Phone?"
"Han Manager."
"Han Manager? Pick up quick."
"Was gonna."
Hayun pivoted from her room, glomping Haesung. Startled by his hard muscles but curiosity winning, she clung. Haesung sighed, answering.
"Been a while."
-Yeah, sorry. Should've called sooner... Work life's busy.
"No worries. But sudden call means business? Just about to unwind."
-Good timing. Waited post-stream—worth it.
"...Feels bad now, like I stalled with weird talk. Sorry."
Perilla debates dragged stream an hour late. Apologetic Haesung got Minwoo's hearty laugh.
-Nah, fun. BTW I'm anti-perilla. GF peeling mine? I'd rage.
"...Haha, you didn't chat, did you?"
-...Please don't check logs. Got banned... You don't know my ID anyway.
"Right, to business."
Curious what got him banned by Seorin, but Haesung craved rest over digging.
Minwoo's pitch hooked him though.
-About that ad I mentioned. Launching soon.
"Tiredness gone. Details?"
-Hahat, music to my ears.
Late post-stream night.
Minwoo's offer: the gift promised Haesung.
A game ad.
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