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Whether the world's interest in his son is not that bad, Eun-hye read all the articles that Uram shows carefully.

"Seo, I don't think it's like this...…?”

But still lingering doubts.

"The whole world is paying attention to our son now. It's not just a college student who plays games, it's a big deal that the world pays attention to. Do you happen to know? Are other big companies interested in Jae-ho?"

I don't know anything else, but the last word was something that would appeal to grace.

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"Big companies? Big companies are interested in playing games?"

"Uh......right? Don't you?"

The ball that suddenly came over to Jaeho.

"He, isn't he?"

What do you know about Jaeho?

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I'm also busy learning New World one by one.

"Well, there's no one who doesn't play New World these days. Well, the company owners say they do a lot of things like that."

"Of course, of course. You never know. Jae-ho, will you do the same for him? I don't think it's over like we were young anymore."

A desperate defense of a man who never expected it!

"Ah... ...father...…!’

I'm thrilled to see that.it was not...

You wanted to make him fight like that?’

It was Jae-ho who could clearly see the insides of his order.

But in the end, at Uram's persuasion, the head of grace moved up and down.

"Well... ...okay. In the first place, I don't really object to you playing games. But as I've already said, there's a priority for work."

"Yes......."

"I still don't know if the game is a priority for you. If you convince me like this...... then I will do my best to cheer you on. But if it's not......you know?"

Though he talks with a warm smile, Jae-ho felt a chill.

"No, of course!"

"Because I always believe in our son."

"Thank you..."

While grace was gone after all that stuffy...….

"What are we supposed to do with this job?!”

"What? I got this bastard out of the water!"

"Oh, I've been preparing my own excuses!"

It was a lie.

"Hey, and it's not wrong at all. What are you going to do when your face has already been broadcast all over the world? Of all things, he's so bloody-looking that everyone knows him."

"Oh, it's not my responsibility. It's Dad'sir responsibility. I'm sure."

Jae-ho's appearance or atmosphere came from a hundred percent Uram.

"Hmm... Anyway! I asked some gym guys and they were all going crazy. It's a great opportunity."

"What do you mean an opportunity?"

Uram rounded his thumb and index finger.

"Of course it's money! What's wrong with your mother? You're worried that you won't be able to make a living. So if you make money by playing games and give me some pocket money, that's the problem."

Contrary to appearances, he had fluffy ears, and there had been a lot of false wind in the words of gym members.

However, Jae-ho already confirmed that he was not able to make money because he was selling potions and snacks.

"But I'm afraid I'm a little embarrassed to say this.….’

Tub-

Uram on Jae-ho's shoulder.

"I'm proud of you."

"......what are you talking about? You don't think I know what that means? You must have been on the show, and you're excited because you think you can show off your son's ssam."

"Hmmm...! Uh, aren't you proud to be proud anyway?! Oh, speaking of which, can you not use that unpleasant-looking tentacle?"

"Oh, thanks."

I got up with my hands shaking, but I was worried.

You have to convince me that games can be a priority enough.….’

* * *

"You mean you want to make money? I don't know how much business it's going to be because it's a garden....you're not even in the right place yet, are you?

"Hey, sell it for your title."

Samantha and Done's answer to Jaeho's concerns.

Once the nonsense of the finished meal was neatly ignored.

"How's the broadcast?

At that time, May, who had been quiet, offered her opinion.

"Broadcast?"

"Yes. You're sold all over the world right now anyway. Of course, attention is focused. Wouldn't you be able to get a huge amount of money for just one interview?”

"But isn't that one-shot? Besides, it doesn't feel like you're making money out of games."

"Starting with that, we invest in personal broadcasting."

"Oh, well, if it's Alsia's situation right now, we'll have enough early viewers."

Samantha also agreed with May.

But Wan-sik shook his head.

"This capsule is so outdated that it can't be broadcast. And I'm telling you, he's on the air, right now? You're not funny and you don't have any sense, so all the viewers are going to run out.”

"......I didn't think much either.”

Jae-ho grumbled back.

"But this body has an idea about it.”

The loud sound of the completion drew everyone's attention.

"I recently found out that there's a player in this neighborhood who broadcasts. The last time I fought with the brown bears, he took a video of it."

"Oh, you're accusing me of that!"

Samantha shook her head at May's horse.

"Not that one. The concept of portrait rights is not established in New World. Many people are confused by the fact that it's rarely customized, but......it's strictly in the agreement. Of course, there's some kind of implicit rule between broadcasters."

"Oh, is that a threat?"

"You sound like you're just talking about your appearance."

Jae-ho said with a ridiculous look.

May's remark itself meant that she was getting used to the atmosphere of Jae-ho, but...….

"May is right."

But this time, May agreed to finish the meal.

"Oh, I'm not trying to rob you. Let's make him your exclusive streamer."

"A full-time streamer?"

"You're just doing what you usually do. He's filming you instead. And share some of the revenue that comes from it."

"I don't understand."

Samantha said in the first place that portrait rights do not exist in the game.

In other words, even if he takes pictures of Jae-ho's face on air, there is no justification for Jae-ho to die.

"Oh, that's why you need threats?!”

May finally understood.

"Right. I've seen that show, and I've never had a shot of this guy except in the last battle. I'm sure you'll like it if I offer you an exclusive."

“…….”

speechless Jae-ho

"Maybe I was too scared to sneak a picture. If you're obviously impatient, it works."

Samantha agreed.

"Is it a human theater or what? I don't feel like it."

"He's sulking again."

"No."

"Hey, to be honest, on your subject right now, there's nothing that's worth the money except selling your face. Don't talk full."

“…….”

The fact of hitting with money was quite painful.

* * *

"Hello, Hooka! The content I'm going to show you today is Monday and Tuesday logging!"

-ELD: You always pretend to be different when you do the same thing.

-Ham6787: Isn't there something new now?

-jjina: A single Elf hair would be a big sponsor.

"Haha...... I'm sorry, but that's impossible."

-onestone: What's impossible? Does this streamer get in shape?

-patbbang: It's not funny.

-Who: When do we get the elf?

"I can't catch an Elf...….”

-tantanbo: What's wrong with this atmosphere? Is it supposed to be this boring?

-Nojam: Is this a natural person? What kind of broadcast?

-Eldyd: Looks like there's a lot of inflow. This is supposed to be ASMRight now.

“…….”

Hooka sighed inwardly.

The number of viewers has increased dramatically due to the last battle with the guild of the brown bear.

But in just two days, half and half......it's completely gone anyway.

And what's left is just the regular viewers and the bungs.

'You're a dreamer.

The last few days, just a sweet dream of a night...….

And he's back to normal life...….

-Hello, Hooka. I'm sending you a message after seeing your recent broadcast in the Luxury Forest.

“??”

Message to the sudden arrival of the broadcast account.

'Alsia......? Alsia?!'

Hooka, who confirmed the opponent's nickname, opened her mouth wide.

-Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, hello?! Ho, are you really yourself?!

-No, I'm Samantha, working with Alsia.

-Ah.......

Though inwardly disappointed, Hooka opened her mouth wide at her subsequent remarks.

-I'd like to talk to Hooka about your broadcasting authority. When do you have time?

I don't know.

Hooka's body stiffened.

'Seo, because you sold it to the broadcasting company because you didn't want to be on air?'

It wasn't a problematic behavior at all, but top users, even rankers, had to be particularly sensitive to it.

At the time, the situation was so urgent, and he had to sign his autograph and sell it, but how much did he suffer after the show ended?

I haven't had a bowel movement until today.….

"Hooka! Is a Hooka man here?!!"

At that time, an elf who was directing called him.

"Huck?!!"

-Eldyd: Hull? What's up with the elves?

-jjina: Let's go hair!

"Oh, I'll end today's broadcast here!"

-Nomind: Hooka...I was typing... what is it? Why is the broadcast over already?

-ham6787: Called by the Elf. Maybe he's about to lose his voice.

I couldn't afford to read all the chatting.

Hooka, who turned off the broadcast in a hurry, walked along the elf like a sinner, with her head down.

* * *

The main activity of the members of the National Association of Warlocks was the desert area outside the meadow, classified as logging land and helzard.

Only those who have never been to the Elysia Garden, the center.

Right there Hooka stepped in.

'Yeo......this is where...…!’

Hooka, who entered a place she had only seen from afar, was struck with strange emotion.

On the other hand, I wondered what they were going to do with this huge flower garden.

'Alsia... ...what the hell is he plotting...... Upp?!'

At that moment, a sudden stinging stench blocked Hooka's nose.

'Oh, is there a manure nearby?’

But no matter how much I look around, I can't see anything like that...….

"Huh?"

Then, a familiar figure that passes by right next to the side by side.

"Huh? Mr. Breeze?!”

"Ah! Mr. Hooka?"

When Hooka spoke to her first, Breeze welcomed her and stopped.

The news of Breeze was known to all of the National League of Legends.

Because he was the next most successful member of the National Association of Warlock after May.

"What brings you here?"

He smiled and shook hands with Hooka.

Jjindeuk-

“?”

the odd stickyness felt in one's hand

Besides, a little while ago, the smell that made my nose stuffier was stronger.

I had some kind of black mud crumbs on my hands, so...….

'Ah...... I don't think so.’

Hooka tried to ignore the fly flying around Breeze.

But why does the Scott Man of Elicia keep coming to mind?

"By the way, what brings you here?"

"Ah... ...because Alsia wanted me to...….”

"Oh, is that so? Haha, congratulations."

"What? Why are you celebrating...... ah! Does Breeze know why you found me?"

Hooka, a moment of anticipation.

"Well, I don't know."

“…….”

"But none of the people I've met with Alsia so far have gone wrong. Oh, except for the brown bear guild. Haha!"

He patted Hooka on the shoulder.

"I'm sure you'll have some good news."

"Ah... yes....”

"Then I'll leave you alone. I have to work on the ring."

"Ring ring work..."...?”

However, I didn't get a detailed explanation because Breeze was busy leaving.

"......huh, let's go for now. You'll find out when you go."

Hooka arrived at the flower shop like that.

Catchy-yay-y-y-y-y-y.

The interior scenery revealed by the opening of the wooden door was all over the world of flowers were everywhere.

There was no shelf, table, or flowerless place, and in the midst of it was the presence of overwhelming force in arranging flowers.

'...... flower arrangement?!’

쫘아아-

Spicy chicken all over the body!

I just couldn't accept this unrealistic sight.

I feel like Alice in Wonderland.….

"Oh! You're here?"

The lively woman's voice brought him to his senses.

“??”

Hooka finally discovered what other people didn't know because of Jae-ho's presence.

'Me, Miss May!'

I didn't know when we were together in the Luxury Forest, but meeting at a place like this somehow made me feel difficult.

And next to it was a woman with a mind-boggling abnormal fashion.

'She's Alba Amanda!’

Samantha's nickname, derived from teasing the character skin design of a classic game.

Is the similarity between the nickname Samantha and the nickname Amanda just a coincidence?…?

'And....'

A man of as much muscle as Alsia.

For some reason, he's irritating his nose with a sour smell...….

Scott Man!