“Uhhh… Over there…”
– What is this? Haha
– Hahahaha
– A broadcast filming a broadcast filming a broadcast filming a broadcast…
– It looks like mirrors hanging on both sides of an elevator. Hahaha
– What the heck are you doing, NoName? Haha
Two cameras are facing each other, recording one another.
The cameraman, seemingly in an awkward position, finally spoke to Na-me, who was filming herself.
“Hey friend, what are you doing?”
“Filming.”
– Who is this person?!
– Are you a robber?!
– Ah, don’t worry~ I’m a robber~
– Did you think I wouldn’t turn on the stream in the early morning?
– What does the camera mean? Looks like pretty professional equipment.
– Isn’t it just a skin?
It was already 11 AM, with the sun high in the sky, but for some people, it was still a time to be in dreamland.
With the sudden broadcast starting without any notice, the managers who had notifications on rushed in, rubbing their sleepy eyes.
Then, isn’t there a bearded uncle holding a camera from the broadcasting station filming?
When viewers requested an explanation of the situation, Na-me turned the personal broadcast camera towards herself.
“Today, I’m thinking of doing a little special broadcast.”
– Spec? Special
– Was there ever a time it wasn’t special? (Really have no idea)
– No way you could just quit with one game left before ranking up!
– Na-me ended up quitting the stream and ranking up. Hahahahaha
– There were too many snipers.
– NoName definitely curses… May you meet trolls during your next Challenger promotion and get a 15-minute surrender…
“This is the cameraman. We’re currently filming the Genius Discovery Team, and I think we need your help, so I came to ask for assistance through the broadcast.”
– Oh wow!
– Genius Discovery Team?
– Wa!
– Ah, it has been a long time of hardships and persecution… Finally, the world recognizes NoName…
– Streamer with remarkably low popularity for her skills.
└ If she streamed every day with 10,000 viewers, that’d be like a major corporation?
└ If NoName streamed diligently, she would have hit 30,000.
– The highest output from someone born in 2043!
└ Does anyone from the 40s even exist? Oh, don’t lie~
– I genuinely can’t believe you, we have a 24-year age gap.
└ You’ll have to multiply Na-me’s age by 4 to get yours, haha.
[‘Child Protection Zone Racing Driver Eom Jun-yong’ donated 1,000 won!]
– Mom, I’m on broadcast!
Witnessing the dizzying nickname of the donor, the cameraman started to sweat profusely.
If public broadcasting is like a well-organized Olympics, internet broadcasting is more like an underground fighting arena where athletes risk their lives.
Raw expressions were flowing freely from the audience’s side.
When I began to question whether this broadcast was the right choice for the child’s mental health, Na-me returned as her avatar from Wagal.
A blonde woman pulled a sword from its sheath.
She spun the sword in the air with such familiarity that it prompted admiration.
While waiting for the production team still preparing for virtual reality, the cameraman threw a question her way.
“Is this Na-me’s avatar? What concept did you create it with?”
“Concept? Hmm…”
Na-me frowned in thought while looking upwards.
Eventually, her cherry-like lips parted to produce a captivating voice.
“I’m the strongest princess in the world?”
– Wow, what the heck?! Haha, oh, maybe it’s not that?
– Fact) It’s a fact.
– That account is a god!
– Let’s show off a healer who cracks heads with a staff.
– Na-me likes little girls… Na-me likes princesses…
– Where do you see a princess in that?
The cameraman recalled hearing from Professor Cheon, during a recent interview, that Na-me was showing too mature a side.
But moments like this, where she acted childishly innocent, proved that worry unnecessary.
‘It feels like watching my daughter.’
The smile on his face seemed like it would never fade.
That is, until Na-me logged into the newly released training mode in Wagal.
“Dae-sal, are you there?”
-(Manager 1): ?
“Is your time okay? Can you log into Wagal now?”
-(Manager 1): Why?
“I’d like you to be my guinea pig. No more, no less, for exactly one hour.”
-(Manager 1): I have a lunch meeting with the head professor later.
“Mr. Cha Eun-woo, I’m a little disappointed. Do you know how many people want to stream with me? It makes me a bit sad that you, the manager of my room, act like it’s not your business. Mr. Cha Eun-woo—”
-(Manager 1): Alright, fine, fine, fine! I’ll do it, just please stop!
*
What is the source of combat power?
It was a question every viewer of Na-me’s stream had pondered at least once.
She seamlessly performed various actions even not provided through the game assist feature.
In the game, the opponent team’s healer is always the primary target to eliminate.
Despite being limited in specs, the popularity of the assassin class that eradicates healers and wizards never faded.
However, NoName’s style was to avoid incoming assassin attacks with grace and counter with a surprising strike.
Today, Na-me finally answered that question.
[NoName]
[World of Arseria – Learning Self-Defense]
[Broadcasting Time – 0:29:44]
[Number of Viewers – 13,048]
Dae-sal ultimately decided to postpone his meal with the head professor by one hour to maintain human dignity.
In the process of making excuses, one relative became a casualty, but there was no helping it.
At least a one-on-one with NoName was achieved.
It wasn’t something to be completely unexcited about.
In fact, he clenched his fist, thinking that he’d be able to gauge her abilities directly.
Seeing him, Na-me squinted one eye.
“Are you planning to hit me with that fist?”
Dae-sal quickly shook his head as he withdrew his fist.
“No, no, no! That’s not it! Isn’t it supposed to be a one-on-one?”
The chat window collectively denounced him.
– Woooooo~
– Were you trying to hit an eight-year-old? Wow;;
– Look at how tightly he’s clenching his fist. How could you even think of hitting Na-me?
– Human garbage, wow.
“Actually, it’s true. I’ve shown it to the viewers before during that video shot in Germany, remember?”
“Yeah, that one! How did you even do that? Why are you filming GTA in real life…?”
“The details of that will be revealed later on the broadcast, but today, I’m trying to recreate that scene in the game. My manager is going to help me out today.”
With a single gesture from Na-me, the map turned into an arena in an instant.
Dae-sal, surrounded by flying dust, stomped the ground a few times before wearing a troubled expression.
“Was I in the position of being attacked?”
“No, feel free to retaliate as realistically as you want.”
“What happens if I accidentally hit you?”
“I’m sure I won’t get hit by Dae-sal, but if I did, would it really be that big of a deal?”
Thoughts of Korea University flashed through the manager’s mind.
The footages of 1st grade Theory of Magic student Shin Yeon-ho were preserved in live streams.
Fortunately, his looks allowed him some sympathy from female viewers.
But Dae-sal was another story.
Even in the game, landing a punch on Na-me’s face would socially bury him.
“I’ll keep it moderate.”
“Okay, so let’s begin. This initial strike you know, right? It has a complex principle, so I’ll skip to the part about leg sweeps.”
When the burly man in the video flew against the wall, the nearby man lunged at Na-me with arms wide open.
However, Na-me sunk deep into her stance, and suddenly, the man’s body tilted, rolling on the ground.
Rewinding the video ten seconds and slowing it to 0.5 speed, she paused it.
“Leg sweeps are a useful technique to overcome opponents a few weight classes above. You grab the opponent’s collar, make a support with your left foot, and then use your right foot to hook their legs, leveraging the principle of rotational power to take them down. Like this, one, two.”
As she brought her skin closer, Dae-sal caught a whiff of a sweet peach scent.
But that was short-lived.
The blonde hair whipped around as his vision twisted.
“Uh-oh? Aah!”
Thud-
Dust kicked up from the ground.
While Dae-sal was awkwardly getting up, Na-me continued her explanation.
“Right now, I’m holding your arms as an avatar, but if there’s a significant height difference, you can grab anywhere near the opponent’s side to make it work.”
“Wow, that was instant. I still don’t think I’d fall for it again.”
“Exactly, the reason it’s hard to use in practice is that the opponent resists.”
Na-me confirmed that opinion immediately.
“Let’s try for you to hold out this time?”
As she grabbed his collar to attempt a leg sweep again, Dae-sal lowered his stance and pulled his leg back in resistance.
“So, the key point in practice is this. As the opponent resists and the axis keeps twisting, you’re unable to maintain your posture. If you take a step back, I’ll step forward and ensure it’s perpendicular to the direction I want to throw. One, two, three, four.”
As soon as she hooked her right foot, she pushed the left foot even deeper into the opponent’s side.
“Whoa!”
Once again, despite resistance, Dae-sal’s body rolled on the ground.
“But this is a pretty risky move to execute. I could get countered here. The most important point here is not the pushing right hand, nor the hooking right foot, but the pulling left hand.”
“The left hand?”
“Not everyone can manipulate aura freely. But you can strengthen specific body parts to exert great force in a short time with just a few hours of practice daily, and it’s something you can learn in about a week, right? Today, I’m going to teach you these types of self-defense techniques.”
Na-me had planned this to be an educational broadcast.
While Korea was one of the safest countries globally, crime still pervaded numerous areas of society.
She hoped that even one or two individuals would find help in an emergency using the self-defense skills learned from this broadcast.
“Now, how about you attack me once? You can pull, swing a punch, or kick; I don’t mind.”
“Are you seriously planning to bury me?”
However, since it was a broadcast, he couldn’t refuse.
Dae-sal pretended to strike moderately while assisting Na-me’s self-defense educational broadcast, but the bland reaction began accumulating viewers’ discontent.
– This manager is too sloppy!
– Woooooo
– Get out of here, man! Get out!
– Manager, you being a bit more active is the key point, haha.
– This guy’s a Challenger in Wagal.
– Really?
– Experienced professionals are different!
In the end, Dae-sal hit the emergency escape button.
“Na-me! I think I really need to go because the professor is calling me now…!”
“Really, Manager Cha Eun-woo?”
“That… Saying it that way won’t change anything! I really have to go!”
Dae-sal was terrified to check the engrossing chats stacking up from the head professor on his messaging app.
“I get it, this is a one-time exception. Then, who should I do the remaining time with? Ah!”
As Dae-sal was sent away, Na-me sent a chat somewhere.
At that moment, several question marks flooded the chat window.
A cat-eared beastman came down from a portal that opened in the sky.
“Adella has arrived! Why did you call me, sister?”
Na-me reached out her hand to her.
“What? You wanna shake hands?”
“…”
“Here, shake hands.”
Adella, clueless, grabbed Na-me’s hand.
Suddenly, Na-me squeezed her hand tightly and pulled her arm back.
Adella was unexpectedly pulled forward.
Then, she tripped over and was thrown to the ground.
Pwahh-
Adella spat out dirt from her mouth and shot up immediately.
“Ugh, what the heck are you doing?”
“Let’s fight.”
“What? Fight?”
Adella looked at Na-me with a strange expression.
‘Is she getting heatstroke wandering around outside?’
Seeing that expression, Na-me casually replied with her arms crossed.
“Yeah.”
“Has this little one truly lost it!”
“If you beat me here, I’ll give you a chance to change our sister-sister relationship.”
“… Are you being serious?”
Adella’s eyebrows twitched.
How long must she keep calling this eight-year-old ‘sister’?
The time had come to repay all her past humiliations.
“Get ready to die, sister.”
“Now, I will show you for real.”
[‘Irrashai’ donated 1,000 won!]
– Who would pick a fight first while promising to show self-defense? There’s no crazier nut in this world! Hahahahaha
[‘Duel Addict’ donated 1,000 won!]
– Severe ‘Duel Addiction’ needs treatment.
[‘Life is one chance!’ donated 20,000 won!]
– Hah, that’s a funny joke. Prove whether you’re right or wrong with power. Let’s duel right now.
