In Reore, deciding lane assignments is extremely important.
The lane you play in determines how much you’ll actually enjoy the game.
So, I spoke up first.
“Then, can I go mid?”
I wanted to play mid.
For a simple reason.
I wasn’t entirely sure of everyone else’s skill levels.
Sure, we had played together before, but I didn’t remember everything.
There were just too many things to keep track of these days, so I had forgotten.
[+HurryAndLeave: He just claimed it right away, haha.]
[Mid is definitely important.]
[Mid is always the most fun.]
[Pepe: No way, he just locked it in first, haha.]
[As expected, claiming mid like a pro, haha.]
Huh?
I want to play mid too.
But Lusha immediately objected.
“Are you good at mid?”
I’m top-tier. I win most of my matches.
“Hmm.”
I had assumed Lusha would just let me have it.
Now things were getting tricky.
I didn’t want to waste energy arguing about it.
“Then, I’ll take whatever lane is left. It seems like Lusha needs to go mid to fully showcase her skills.”
As soon as I said that.
Gasp.
What?
Eek.
I heard a bunch of over-the-top reactions.
[+HurryAndLeave: Gasp.]
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[Instant execution mode ON.]
[This is how it’s done, bb.]
[Translation: You barely manage to be useful, but only when you crawl your way to mid.]
[But honestly, it’s true.]
It might’ve sounded a little sarcastic, but I really didn’t mean it that way.
So, I clarified.
“I wasn’t trying to be sarcastic. Really.”
Hmm…
Lusha let out a small hum before replying.
I’ll confirm it in-game. Let’s see how good you really are.
A cryptic challenge.
[+HurryAndLeave: Dramatic tension cccccc.]
[“I’ll confirm it in-game,” haha.]
[This is what I live for, damn.]
[Pure curiosity— Is Lusha actually better than Yotte at Reore?]
[Nah, Lusha isn’t that great at Reore.]
[Pepe: At best, she’s probably just a little better at FPS.]
[Judging by how Yot-te played last time, she might not even be good at that.]
Then.
Ding!
The match was found.
“So, I’m top, Glim is jungle, Lusha is mid, National is ADC, and Ryu Arim is support, right?”
Yep, yep.
The lanes were set without much fuss.
It seemed like no one really wanted to argue over lane assignments.
[+HurryAndLeave: The lineup is looking clean, haha.]
[Honestly, I don’t think we’ll lose.]
[Everyone at least knows how to play Reore.]
[Pepe: Why do I feel like we will lose, though…?]
[Lusha might absolutely flop in mid, haha.]
It seemed like none of the viewers were particularly worried.
After all, this was just a fun, event-style game.
Even if someone played terribly, it wouldn’t really matter.
I was waiting for the match to start when.
Huh?
Wait.
Are you serious?
Glim suddenly spoke in a serious tone.
“What? What’s going on?”
Since Glim often spoke like something major was happening, I didn’t think much of it at first.
But then.
If we win three games in a row, we each get 500,000 won.
I was shocked.
500,000 won per person?
That was an amount I’d usually have to sit in front of my computer for hours, straining my eyes while drawing, to earn.
But now, I could get it just by winning three games of Reore?
“…For real?”
I was definitely interested.
[+HurryAndLeave: Wow.]
[No way, really?]
[Glim wouldn’t lie about something like this, haha.]
[Pepe: Holy shit.]
[So jealous, haha.]
[I’m just sitting in my room doing nothing, and these guys are making 500,000 won just by playing a game. F*** my life, haha.]
[If you streamed yourself doing nothing in your room, you could make 500,000 too, lol.]
500,000 won wasn’t just pocket change.
This was getting exciting.
I turned to the others and asked.
“Do you all have time today? We’d need at least two hours to win three in a row.”
Even if we won every game back-to-back, it would still take around two hours.
Not every match would end in just 15 minutes.
When I asked.
I’m good.
I can do it.
No problem.
I’m in!
Everyone gave an immediate and enthusiastic yes.
It made sense.
Opportunities like this weren’t exactly common.
“Alright, let’s do this.”
And so, we officially started the games.
[You have been slain!]
Ah, close one.
“Hmm…”
Every time I played Reore with Glim, I was reminded of one thing.
Glim was really bad at this game.
Of course, compared to the average player, she was probably decent…
But when playing with me, the skill gap was undeniable.
Still, I couldn’t just say that outright.
She probably knew it herself.
No need to stir up unnecessary trouble.
With that thought, I focused on leading the laning phase.
[+HurryAndLeave: Glim, ffs, hahaha.]
[Is this really someone who plays games for a living?]
[Dalim] [A true feeder, Glim bb.]
[She’s got a talent for feeding…]
[Pepe: Holy shit, Glim is unbelievably bad.]
[It’s actually impressive to get roasted this hard.]
[Glim <<< This guy just genuinely sucks at Reore, haha.]
The chat was brutal.
But honestly, I couldn’t do much about it.
Glim was, without a doubt, playing terribly.
If you play badly, you get called out for it. Simple as that.
“Glim, when you invade the enemy jungle, at least check my position first. If you just run in blindly, it puts me in a tough spot.”
Ah, got it.
“I really mean it.”
…Yeah.
If this were just a casual game, I wouldn’t have cared.
Winning or losing wouldn’t have mattered.
But right now.
500,000 won was on the line for a three-game win streak.
Not 50,000, but 500,000.
There was no way I could afford to take this lightly.
[+HurryAndLeave: This is the first time I’ve seen you be this blunt, haha.]
[Honestly, I’d be pissed too.]
[That’s free money slipping away—I’d be mad as hell.]
[I’d be raging if I were him, haha.]
[Not getting mad would be weirder at this point.]
[Pepe: The real mistake was letting Glim jungle in the first place…]
[Why the hell did you let Glim play jungle, lol?]
After warning Glim, I carefully started turning the game around.
Thankfully, the other lanes weren’t struggling too much.
As long as Glim didn’t throw, we could win this.
[Enemy slain!]
“Got the top laner.”
[+HurryAndLeave: Kyah.]
[Clean as hell.]
[This is it.]
[Pepe: Top is doing work, but what about bot? Hm…]
[Upper half is carrying, lower half needs to do their part too.]
With top taken care of, I focused on pushing the game forward.
Then.
[You have been slain!]
[You have been slain!]
[You have been slain!]
[Triple Kill!]
“…Excuse me?”
An unbelievable situation had unfolded.
I was busy pushing a side lane.
When suddenly, the main teamfight collapsed completely.
Ah, sorry.
Damn, I died.
Close one.
Everyone except Ryu Arim was dead.
It was devastating.
“Hah…”
I usually try not to get angry while gaming.
It’s just a game, after all.
But right now.
“Let’s focus, everyone. We cannot lose this.”
My tone was getting sharper.
This was exactly why I tried to avoid playing Reore.
Every time I played, my words naturally became harsher.
[Oh, damn.]
[+HurryAndLeave: ᄃᄃ]
[Yot-te turns into a different person when playing Reore, haha.]
[But honestly, it’s understandable…]
[Pepe: Reore is optimized to ruin people, haha.]
[And of course, only Ryu Arim survived.]
I didn’t die, Oppa! Let’s work together.
If Ryu Arim had died as well, I would’ve had a lot to say.
“Alright, let’s stay focused. No more reckless plays.”
I started directing everyone’s movements one by one.
“When you last-hit minions, do not use your movement abilities. We’re already slow, and if you waste your dash, you’ll die instantly.”
“You’re a poke ADC, you don’t need to step up that far. Just stay back and clear waves.”
“Glim, you… Never mind. Just be happy.”
[+HurryAndLeave: Why are you like this only with Glim, lol.]
[Glim’s role is just to be happy, haha.]
[Pepe: Expecting Glim to play well is asking for too much.]
[LMAO.]
[If she’s happy, that’s enough now, lol.]
[Really Glim.]
[She’s so unbelievably bad at Reore that she’s not even getting flamed, lol.]
After playing intensely for what felt like forever.
Boom!
[Victory!]
“Hah…”
We actually won.
But I was exhausted.