Chapter 33: Lunch, Lies, and a Name Called Yura
1.
『Congratulations, Hero! You’ve been promoted to the true battlefield of legends, ‘Master’!』
Seeing the promotion message in the results screen, I smirked.
“Climbed up.”
– Insane speed
– Started this morning and hit Master by lunch, damn
– Unreal…
– Still undefeated, right?
– Yup, confirmed;
– Crazy good;
『Live Viewers: 2,653』
Maybe it was the Master promotion or lunchtime, but my viewers spiked.
『Master』
『100LP』
“Why does it start at 100 points?”
Checking my profile, I saw it began at 100 LP. Wasn’t it supposed to start at 0?
– First-time Master promotions start at 100
– Yup ㅇㅇ That’s why lots of Master players peak at 100 lolol
“100 points from the start? Didn’t expect that. This’ll cut down the time to Challenger.”
I checked the current rankings.
“Grandmaster cutoff is 501 points. Challenger’s… 845. Still a long way to go.”
I’d need more games to reach Challenger than it took to hit Master. It’ll get tougher from here.
“Any double-point events? Like, double LP for wins but double loss for defeats?”
– Nope.
– You think there’d be one lol
– Feeling daunted by the climb?
– Gotta admit, it’s intimidating lol
“If that existed, every ranked player would buy it. Legends devs don’t know how to make money.”
I shook my head, clicking my tongue.
If the Merchant Guild ran this game, they’d sell all sorts of items.
They didn’t supply goods—they sold them for profit.
They were so corrupt the Hero had to deal with them personally.
‘Real shady merchants.’
Still, wiping them out gave us tons of supplies, so we never ran short.
“Now that I’ve hit Master, I’ll take a break to make lunch for Noona. Probably an hour. Go eat, everyone.”
– Aw…
– Was gonna watch during lunch ㅠㅠ
– You’re leaving now?!
– So inconsiderate, ffs
– Unnie, ever thought of running a YouTuber channel?
One chat caught my eye.
“Run a YouTuber channel? No plans yet. I’d need to set one up and hire an editor, but I’m focused on hitting Challenger.”
– Such a waste.
– Your cooking streams would blow up if you uploaded them,
– Uploading the Challenger climb could get you crazy popular
– Tons of illegal Carrier clip channels on YouTuber, just hire one ㅇㅇ
“Illegal clip channels?”
Curious, I searched my name on YouTuber.
A slew of channels popped up, all posting my gameplay clips.
“For real. Can’t they monetize these?”
– Unless you report them, they can monetize
– If you make a channel and register copyrights, YouTuber blocks their monetization…
– Think of viewers who can’t catch live streams, your streams are long, hard to watch all,
“So, unless I run my own channel and report them, I’d have to manually take down these clip channels, right?”
– Yup ㅇㅇ
– Exactly
“I don’t care much about the clip channels themselves. But profiting off them? That’s different.”
It reminded me of something from the other world.
‘Some guy copied my recipes and sold them.’
I’d cooked for hungry villagers a few times. He must’ve tasted it, spied, and mimicked.
『Taste Guaranteed by the Hero!』
He advertised like that. So absurd. Later, the Tower Master burned his shop to the ground, leaving just the sign.
After that, no one dared copy my recipes for profit.
“Hm. Maybe I should run a channel. I could pick one of these clip channels to take over.”
No need to start from scratch or hire an editor. Absorbing a running channel would be more efficient.
“I’m thinking of making one of these clip channels official. Any recommendations?”
– Carrierier channel’s edits are solid ㅇㅇ
– Carrier Illegal Clips is pretty good too
– I found you through another channel
Chats scrolled fast, but one name kept popping up.
“Lots of you say Hayuru’s channel has clean, fun edits. I’ll check their videos.”
I exited Legends and watched a clip. Five minutes in, I could tell it was polished.
“Talk segments and gameplay are neatly separated. And… it feels like there’s love put into it?”
– Yup ㅇㅇㅇ
– You can feel the effort and care
– Stands out compared to other channels
– Feels like someone who really knows Carrier edited it lol
– Wait, is this Noona? Noona runs and edits her own channel too lol
“Noona? Nah, no way. Probably not… maybe…”
Now that I thought about it, something felt off.
Noona’s been tired lately. Dark circles deeper than usual, struggling to wake up.
I thought it was stress from browsing communities, but could it all be from editing?
– Look at that face lol
– She just realized something lol
– Ffs, no way it’s true, right?
– They say never say never???
“…I’ll have to ask her directly. I was gonna make lunch anyway, so I’ll end the stream and be back later.”
I bowed and ended the stream. Logging out of VR, I headed to the living room.
‘Not here.’
Noona was gone. I walked to her room.
Opening the door, I saw her back, slouched in a chair, eyes glued to the monitor.
She didn’t notice me, her fingers typing furiously.
Tap-tap-tap—
The keyboard clacked in the quiet room.
I crept closer and peeked at the screen.
It showed my stream from yesterday, complete with a timeline, subtitles, and sound effects.
Clearly, she was editing.
“Phew… this should be a decent framework.”
As I watched, Noona leaned back, stretched, and reached for her tumbler.
Finding it empty, she set it down.
“Need more coffee…”
Muttering, she turned her chair.
“…Huh?”
Our eyes met. Her eyes widened, frozen, pupils darting side to side.
“…W-When did you get here?”
“Just now.”
“Why’d you end the stream so early? Don’t you usually go till dawn?”
“Came to make lunch for you.”
“Y-You don’t have to do that. I’m not a kid…”
Silence hung between us. Noona looked down, hands on her knees, shoulders slumped.
“…Sorry. I was gonna tell you.”
“About what?”
“Editing your videos. I planned to tell you once the channel was more established. I swear.”
“Why hide it?”
“…I thought you’d feel burdened. I wanted to help, but I didn’t know how else to support you.”
I sighed deeply. She flinched.
“How can you say you can’t help? Just being here is enough. That’s what family does—support each other. What more do we need?”
“Thanks for saying that.”
She hesitated, then looked at me cautiously.
I chuckled and shook my head.
“Can’t argue with that. Fine, do what you want. It’s not even a big deal.”
It came off a bit scolding, but I was just surprised, not upset.
“But sleep properly, got it?”
“…I’ll try. So, can I be your official editor?”
I smirked.
“Hmm? Not sure I can trust a shady clip channel runner with my channel. Submit a resume first.”
“…Seriously? Can’t I just use my uploaded videos as a portfolio?”
“Competition’s tough. That half-hearted effort might get you rejected~”
“You’re so harsh to family… Didn’t you just say supporting each other is enough?!”
She looked wronged. I laughed, picking up her tumbler.
“This is business. Let’s talk over lunch. I’m watching your interview attitude! Be ready!”
“…Yes, boss.”
“I’ll call when lunch is ready. Keep editing till then.”
“Okay.”
As I headed to the kitchen, she called out.
“Oh, Haryul. Do you know a YouTuber named Yura?”
“Yura? Nope, first I’ve heard. Did she say something about me?”
“Um, not exactly bad stuff… Let’s eat first. I’ll explain over lunch.”
“Got it.”
Yura? What’s this about?
‘Feeling uneasy…’