I pushed through the remaining two games, putting every ounce of energy I had into them.
Since it had come to this point, I had to win the rest as well.
I really wanted to succeed in the three-game win streak mission.
“If we clear the wave and sync our skills, it’ll be easy to win.”
[+HurryAndLeave: What about people who suck at skill shots?]
[If you’re bad at skill shots, what can you do…]
[It’s always hard to sync with the enemy.]
[Let’s go, let’s go.]
[Most people can’t land skill shots well… it’s tough.]
[It’s hard to land them, haha.]
Explaining the game in detail, I kept playing.
And for fun.
[Victory!]
Finally, I achieved the three-game win streak.
And I did it without any losing streaks in between.
“Wow… we really did it.”
A sigh of success escaped me.
It couldn’t be helped.
I had really worked hard for this win.
Huff…
I almost wanted to give up at one point, but…
“Carry!”
“This is my carry. I’m calling it!”
“My carry, guys!”
… Everyone did well.
I tried not to speak up, but since everyone was being so shameless, I decided to make a statement.
“Seriously, you guys were just breathing air from the side and calling this a carry…”
[+HurryAndLeave: Gasp.]
[Gasp.]
[What?]
[Hahaha.]
[This is pushing it.]
[This is hilarious, haha.]
[Pepe: Can’t let this slide, haha.]
[I wouldn’t have been able to hold back either, haha.]
[How can you sit there and let the ones who messed up claim the carry?]
I don’t usually speak like this, but I felt it was necessary to make my point.
With that said, we chatted for a while and then parted ways.
“Ugh. Well, the game’s over, so I’ll wrap up the stream now. It’s already pretty late.”
I had finished the medieval game I’d been aiming to complete, and the joint stream was successfully done.
There was nothing left to do now.
Plus, I had a lecture early tomorrow morning.
[+HurryAndLeave: Haha, good work.]
[That was so fun, haha.]
[Do more Reore collabs in the future, please! ]
[Pepe: Honestly, doing collabs with these people might be exhausting, haha.]
[The audacity of asking to be carried every time, lol.]
With that, I ended the stream.
[The stream has ended!]
The next day.
“So, this is the basic function in Excel—”
I was nodding off in class.
Maybe staying up late for the stream wasn’t the best idea.
Listening to the lecture while half asleep made me feel like I was wasting money.
Next time, I decided I’d need to cut down on my streaming hours, as I was occasionally jotting down notes from the lecture while battling sleep.
Ding!
My phone vibrated quietly.
‘I set an alarm.’
I quickly checked the notification, glancing around to make sure no one noticed.
After all, I already knew how to use Excel, so there was no need to pay too much attention.
When I checked my phone, I saw the following messages:
[Heart X Memorial: (photo)]
[Heart X Memorial: (photo)]
[Heart X Memorial: The illustrations you sent me before are in the process of being made. If there’s anything lacking, let me know!]
[Heart X Memorial: You can request changes if needed.]
They were already working on the project.
It was clear that Heart X Memorial was very serious about the event.
There was still some time left before the event, but I was impressed by how quickly they were moving.
As I was checking the photos they sent, I suddenly noticed the surrounding area had become quiet.
Maybe the lecture was nearing its end.
I glanced around for a moment, when.
…The professor was staring at me with a very flustered expression.
I could tell something was off.
“…Sorry.”
I hadn’t even thought about it.
Professors usually stay at the front, so I should have realized that they could see my screen.
I hadn’t anticipated this moment, but I should have.
“Please be more careful in the future.”
The professor said, then went back to continuing the lecture.
A wave of self-loathing hit me.
I started to resent the company for sending me this at the worst time.
Was this really the right thing to do?
…This was so embarrassing.
If I had been looking at naked women, it would have been fine, but looking at pictures of half-naked men?
That could turn into a huge problem if people found out.
With a sigh, I closed my phone and forced myself to focus on the lecture.
It felt like whatever I did, I would attract attention now.
Time passed, but I couldn’t shake the discomfort.
“Then, today’s lecture will end here. Everyone, good job.”
Finally, the lecture was over.
I quickly packed my things and left the classroom, checking the photos the person in charge sent me again in a corner.
‘This looks good enough.’
I hadn’t expected them to complete it exactly as I asked from the beginning, but looking at the photos they sent, I could see it had been done just the way I requested.
I was impressed and sent a reply.
[Me: This looks perfect!]
[Me: It turned out just like I imagined.]
Even though I sent that message, I needed to talk with others.
From my perspective, there might be small errors in places that were hard to notice, so I wanted to make sure.
[Heart X Memorial: Hehe.]
[Heart X Memorial: I really worked hard on it, haha.]
The person in charge was enthusiastically sending messages.
It made sense.
Even I thought it turned out really well.
[Me: I’ll go home and double-check it more carefully.]
[Me: I don’t see any issues at the moment, but there might be something odd when I take another look.]
After sending that, I quickly put my phone away and headed for the next classroom.
I just wanted to get out of here as fast as I could.
I didn’t want to be remembered as the guy who looked at that kind of picture in class.
“No one’s here.”
When I arrived at the next classroom, there was no one around.
I felt relieved and took a seat in a corner, opening the university app.
‘…There’s no way it’s been posted on the campus community, right?’
There’s no way someone would post something like that.
At least, I hoped not.
With that thought, I checked the free bulletin board.
Then I saw.
[Who was the person who was looking at inappropriate pictures in Excel class just now?]
“Ah.”
A post had been uploaded that made me want to quit school.
Hoping that it might not be about me, I clicked on the post.
[Title: Who was the person looking at inappropriate pictures in the Excel lecture just now?]
[Content: If it was a woman, I wouldn’t mind, but a guy looking at inappropriate pictures is just so awkward;]
L: Good-looking?
N: Yeah, he was good-looking.
N: Oh.
L: What? Liar.
N: No lie, haha. Anyone who took the Excel class would know.
N: Wow, haha.
N: That’s gotta be so embarrassing, haha.
L: That person is probably so embarrassed they’re getting ready to hang themselves. What are they gonna do when they see a post like this?
N: Who told them to look at inappropriate pictures during class…
It was clear that the comments were pointing directly at me.
“Ha…”
I could feel my head pounding, and I decided to reply to the post.
L: It could’ve been something personal, so let’s not make too much of a big deal about it, haha. They might get hurt otherwise. They didn’t harm anyone, after all.
…Today, I think I need to vent a little on stream.
[The stream has started!]
After seeing the notification that my stream had started, I waited for viewers to join.
Lately, viewers have been quick to join, but.
[+HurryAndLeave: Haha]
[Pepe: Looks like you’re really punctual these days, hmm hmm.]
[This is what being a streamer is about, haha… compared to other people who show up late for no reason.]
[Compared to others, you’re practically an angel.]
“Hello, everyone.”
After greeting them lightly, I took a sip of coffee.
I needed to wake up for the stream.
“Ah, everyone. This isn’t about me, but what do you think about someone watching inappropriate pictures in a lecture room?”
I asked the question, trying to act like I wasn’t interested.
Then.
[+HurryAndLeave: ?]
[?]
[?]
[Hey.]
[No way, right?]
It can’t be…
[No way, haha]
[Did you watch inappropriate pictures in the lecture hall?]
[Pepe: No way, haha haha haha]
The viewers suddenly started speculating.
It was embarrassing.
I never said it was me.
“Ah, it’s not about me. I saw it on the campus community. Someone was saying they saw someone watching inappropriate pictures in the lecture hall. I didn’t do that.”
I said that while casually checking the chat.
I was curious about what kind of reactions would come.
Maybe someone would say it was funny.
Thinking that, I checked the chat and saw.
[+HurryAndLeave: Since that day]
[+HurryAndLeave: I don’t think I’ll be able to walk around with my head up, haha]
[Inappropriate pictures aren’t a big deal, haha]
[Pepe: The person posted a picture of Lizamon in the group chat, and it’s still up]
[Pepe: It’s not that big of a deal, haha]
[You should just die, haha]
[That’s disgusting, ugh]
There were definitely some bad reactions.