[NoName]
[Just Chatting – Public Training]
[Broadcasting Time – 5:06:52]
[Number of Viewers – 115720]
“This isn’t as easy as it looks, you know? It takes a lot of meticulous craftsmanship to move like this!”
Familiar sounds echo from a grilled eel restaurant that only the right people know about.
At a luxury restaurant with her family, Kim Love was enjoying Na-me’s broadcast.
Na-me had just taken down another participant and was conducting a ceremony.
Floating cross-legged, she buzzed around the male participant like a busy bee.
The expression on the participant’s face watching her ceremony was absolutely priceless.
“Hehe, kuhihihing!”
Love burst into laughter, slamming her hands on the table.
The spoon that had slipped out from the edge fell onto the cushion.
Unable to bear it any longer, her mother finally chimed in.
“Kim Love, didn’t I tell you to turn it off when we’re eating?”
“Meeh.”
After being scolded, she jabbed her chopsticks into the juicy eel, steam rising from it.
To lighten the mood, her father forced a smile.
Kim Love, rebellious as always, muted the hologram but didn’t completely turn it off.
Her mother glanced at Na-me’s broadcast and sighed.
“Ugh, that kid has a match coming up, yet she’s just goofing around. Such a scatterbrain…”
“Why? She’s showing how hard she’s training.”
Her father’s retort was met with disapproving glares from her mother.
“What kind of kids’ game is a National Exchange Tournament? When is she even training while she’s constantly on these pointless broadcasts? Last time, she even gathered a bunch of celebrities for games, right? I can’t believe this…”
“That wasn’t just playing, it was a tournament, a tournament.”
“She’s still young. Na-me is only nine, you know.”
“Anyway, Love, you don’t seem nervous for your match next week. Losing to a kid like that would be hard.”
“Why not? Sometimes you win, and sometimes you lose.”
“Hey! Kim Love, don’t you feel like all the training you’ve done has been a waste? Losing would be an embarrassment.”
“Okay, okay, I get it. I’ll definitely win, so don’t worry. I wonder what Olivia unnie thinks about it?”
“Please, can we just eat quietly? Please!”
Olivia, who had been quietly savoring the eel, suddenly snapped.
In a home filled with harmony and conflict, her father remained the perpetual humble servant.
Kim Love adjusted her chopsticks and popped the bouncy eel into her mouth.
Watching her mother grow increasingly sensitive lately, she began to ponder.
‘Is Mom not really sure I’m going to win?’
It was somewhat acknowledged that NoName’s talent was rare around the world.
However, when it came to competition, she wasn’t going to fall behind.
Even if Na-me won countless times against her fans, those amateur attacks could easily be countered.
In a long battle like the National Exchange Tournament, the Black Aurora had no effectiveness.
It was something Na-me must have realized as well.
Plus, responding to high-speed casting from a distance in a stadium was also possible.
With the leveling of magical techniques, modern Magic Duels prioritized instant power over technique.
“The reason Katsuhata won was that he ditched that silly swordplay and just bombarded them with a massive amount of multi-aura.”
The age gap was a barrier that could hardly be overcome once you reached world-class levels.
This was proven two years ago by Emika, who was fourteen, and last year by Cecilia, who was thirteen.
Kim Love felt the saying, “You see as much as you know,” resonating within her.
She cracked a smile, eager to meet the adorable Na-me.
During the meal, their chopsticks from both sides got tangled.
“You need to experience failure and disappointment this time.”
“Huh?”
“There are plenty of geniuses in the world besides you.”
While eating her meal, her sister threw some harsh words at her.
Since her sister had been living under constant comparisons to Kim Love but had now won at the national sports festival, she was vibrant.
Kim Love smirked, set down her chopsticks, and offered up her last piece of eel.
“Let your bland food all go to you, unnie.”
The end of the eel had dark char marks where the soy sauce glaze was burnt.
In Kim Love’s life, she never experienced failure or disappointment and thought she never would.
*
It’s a morning filled with the noisy chirps of spring cicadas.
In fact, shouldn’t humans be grateful to cicadas?
If it wasn’t mak mak but instead bark bark cruuuuu I wouldn’t have been able to sleep at all.
While in the shower, I contemplated such trivial thoughts.
Wearing leggings with “SUPREME” emblazoned from my thighs to calves and a baggy layer tee with a cat character on it for my upper half.
Having chosen both the upper and lower wear at comfort level ten, I would have to give it my all in today’s duel.
Seeing as the sunlight outside was so bright, I decided to bring along a black bucket hat.
“I’m off!”
“Are you sure you can go alone?”
“Of course! I want to ride the train after a long time.”
“Okay, just be careful.”
“Yep.”
As my professor Cheon saw me off and I was about to leave the house, Saetbyeol’s door opened noisily.
For Cheon Saetbyeol, it was practically the early dawn of the weekend.
Rubbing her eyes, she muttered something incomprehensible.
“Izguuduuu…”
“I can’t hear you.”
“I wish you well~”
“Thanks! Now hurry and go back to sleep.”
“Yawn.”
She looked like a baby cat unable to fully awaken.
She crawled out sluggishly only to dash back into the blanket like lightning.
I hailed any taxi I could find to the train station.
I ended up on a human taxi that was rarely seen in Seoul.
The cheerful grandfather gave a hearty laugh and engaged me.
“My grandson loves the Wizard’s broadcast. What a lucky day to meet Na-me! Should I buy a lottery ticket later?”
“Haha, how old is your grandson?”
“He just started fifth grade this year.”
“Such a little kid!”
“Um? Wasn’t Na-me ten?”
“She’ll be ten soon.”
“…?”
Now, outside the rural areas, there were people who recognized me almost everywhere.
The common saying on the internet, “I’m 60 years old and all my peers love Na-me,” had turned out to be half true.
According to the taxi driver, when families gather during holidays, they all frequently watch my broadcast.
“Let’s see. That’ll be 9600 won—”
Beep
[100,000 won has been charged.]
“Thank you for being good company during the ride.”
“But 100,000 won is a bit…!”
“This is on my bucket list, so please accept it.”
“Haha, really…?”
As I stepped out of the taxi at Suwon Station, I immediately felt eyes focusing on me from all around.
A group of female middle school students, presumed to be headed for a seaside trip, shrieked upon seeing me.
With the train’s departure time approaching, I hurriedly waved goodbye and dashed off.
On the escalator, a perceptive young man called out my name and asked.
“Na-me! Is today the day of the duel competition?”
The three-round, two-win duel against Kim Love was to be conducted in a thoroughly secretive manner, time and location undisclosed.
“How did you know?”
Since it was already the day, there wasn’t really a need for me to keep it a secret.
“That’s Na-me’s battle outfit, right? You said you felt shy wearing it on normal days.”
“Haha…”
To be honest, I still felt a bit shy now.
“Could we take a picture together?”
“Sure! But let’s take it down after we get off the escalator for safety.”
“Thank you! This will bring glory to my family!”
This isn’t the Middle Ages; why is he talking about family glory?
Once you take one photo, you’ve got to agree to everyone wanting one, so I typically didn’t indulge.
But now I had a good reason to, so I approached the fan without hesitation.
The young man bent low almost to the ground to match my eye level and took a selfie with me.
Click
Suddenly feeling playful, I quickly stuck my tongue out before retracting it.
“Nyah!”
Click
“Ah!”
“Haha, missed it! I won’t do that twice.”
“I should have recorded it… should have recorded it…”
Anyone could mistake him for thinking his whole nation was about to be lost.
After saying goodbye to the funny young man, I boarded the train.
It was peaceful here without the cicada sound.
I set up the table and drifted into sweet sleep—
[The next stop is Osong. Osong Station.]
But I had to pack up again as we arrived in under ten minutes.
I lamented that the rapid advancement of scientific technology had robbed us of romance.
At Osong Station, I met with officials from the national team and headed to the training camp.
“Hello.”
“Yes, hello. Please get into the back seat. Wait, what do we do now? Isn’t this a problem?”
Instead of focusing on me, the national team officials were busy chatting among themselves.
While bored during the ride, I decided to check out the fan cafe.
[Free Board]
[Just saw Na-me at Suwon Station (Photo)]
I saw her in real life for the first time; she’s really petite and so so so cute!
She stuck her tongue out for a moment while taking the photo, but not being able to capture it is a pity of the century!
[Comments]
-Holy, is that Na-me?!
-Is today the day of the final battle in battle outfit?
-How could Na-me be right in front of me but her face looks so much smaller?
└ Now we’re at the point of disregarding perspective, huh? Na-me God!
-Please show us the duel! Do you want us all to die?
-Is Na-me really going to lose…?
-👑Win!
└ ?????
└ Please give us updates.
└ Fighting!!
└ If Na-me gets caught looking at the fan cafe, it’s a huge win, haha.
└ D-don’t tremble, Na-me… just do what you always do…!
└ So the results will be announced tomorrow? Ugh, my weekend is gone.
Many were doubting my skills more than I thought.
Well, since the Academy Competition, I hadn’t shown them a proper battle.
As time passed, evaluations of players naturally became harsher, but it felt unfair from my perspective.
[👑 Break Notice) 5/3~5/5. Have a fun Children’s Day holiday~]
Soon, we were expected to arrive at the Sejong training camp.
There were many who greeted me along the way, haha.
The duels would be held once a day considering the health of the players.
The results would be announced no later than tomorrow at 6 PM.
I wish everyone would just forget about me for a moment and enjoy their precious holidays.
[Comments]
-If I lose even one round, I have to wait until Monday to find out…
└ 👑That won’t happen.
└ I actually knew that. So, could you have a supplement broadcast on Monday?
└ 👑(Question Mark Na-me Emoji)
└ This is a trap investigation, huh? Lol.
└ NoName must do a makeup broadcast on Monday!!!
└ Hahaha, are you a genius?
└ Catch her!
I didn’t see this coming.
[👑 Break Notice Updated) 5/3~5/5 → 5/3~5/4]
Monday: Planning to broadcast while lying down. No content.
[Comments]
-Justice always wins!
-NoName! NoName! NoName!
-Absolutely no reason for a break!
-Na-me can’t be absent during the Na-me Festival! T_T_T_T_T
-Call for a compromise!
-Na-me, your aunts are supporting you… please don’t get hurt from overdoing it…
-NoName, is she a god?
Regrets will be something I’ll deal with on Monday.
I enjoyed this moment, basking in the fans’ enthusiastic praise.
*
On the way, I stumbled upon a fun article on the internet.
[UK Leviath, cancellation of high-end wand production order… Reason for the return of ‘Sigh of Doom’?]
This year, the South Korean government requested the creation of a wand using their purest Magic Stone.
This wand could be referred to as one of the state-power level wands commonly mentioned online.
Examples include the Mistilteinn held by the Swedish royal family Larson and the Calibur known in England.
However, Leviath expressed his intention to cancel the contract, even if it meant paying a hefty compensation.
It was a reason that was likely obvious to everyone, yet it sparked a response of disbelief at the audacity of the individual involved.
[The British government no longer wants the Korean national team to gain strength. We apologize.]
