Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 306: I Want to Go Home, Forget Everything

 In an instant, Lee Hae-chan, who had lost both his nation and his disciple in Gladiator Growth—the very game that was as close as his base—went bankrupt!

<HaechanMom donated 100,000 KRW!** Poor Haechan, what now?ㅠㅠ

<HaechanLovesYou donated 500,000 KRW!** Take this and buy some snacksㅠ

<HaveYouEatenYet donated 200,000 KRW!** I heard those Western steak dishes are really tasty.

Where are you from, old man? The Joseon Dynasty?How are snacks 500,000 KRW? 😂Seeing Haechan’s donation, I feel like my life is even sadder!!

Viewers realized something. That they never had to worry about celebrities or streamers!

"Ah, you guys have no idea how much this financial therapy helps me. Thank you for the donations!"

Of course, even after receiving an 800,000 KRW donation, compared to losing the top rank in Gladiator Growth, it was a small consolation, like peeing in the snow.

For a physical streamer like Lee Hae-chan, money was something that was nice to have, but not a huge deal.

"I can’t play the game anyway, so how about we do a late-night broadcast and just eat something?"

[The broadcast title has been changed.]

[Late-night eating broadcast date with Hae-chan.]

Dude, what kind of date is this with other guys?Crossing the line here.Ah, so you’ve been secretly shy all along.

"Hey, calm down. I’ll shake the camera for you."

Stop shaking the camera!!Ugh, motion sickness 😂I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I swear I won’t do it again!You’re already shaking it, sir.Is that a tic?LOL 😂

Even if the chat was grumbling, the viewers, who had been with him for so long, were still teasing and comforting him.

Lee Hae-chan felt a deep sense of warmth.

Even if the money wasn’t much, the affection his viewers showed him made him feel cared for.

Who would watch a late-night broadcast of a man eating if they didn’t care?

Since he was eating anyway, he decided to go all in and let the chef choose the menu for an omakase.

"Alright, guys, I’ll treat you today. Let’s go for a big-ticket 1,000,000 KRW sushi omakase!"

Woah!1,000,000 KRW for one meal??You deserve it, I agree!I’ve been worried about my health with only takeout lately.Damn, I was going to pretend to be a customer at a fancy place, but got cut off at the entrance 😂Entry fee for the live broadcast: 1,000,000 KRW

"Wait, this is how it works? 1,000,000 KRW is so expensive. Why don’t you just donate that to me and I’ll eat on the camera?"

You won’t feel the taste.Where’s the sensory link?There’s no sensory link in a live broadcast, you crazy person....This is a serious case of ‘virtual reality addiction.’Pfft, funny. Come to the arena, let’s settle this with a duel to see if what you’re saying is true.Fine. Meet me under the biggest chestnut tree in Iowell Plains. I’ll show you the taste of a unicorn’s horn!

Isn’t Gladiator Growth tiring yet?

Now that the meta has changed, everyone’s waving flags like it’s the age of savages.

Whether you’re a light or heavy user, everyone’s excited and running wild.

"Sigh. Alright, you guys keep dueling. I’m going for the omakase."

I’ll drink until this duel is over.Isn’t that Guan Yu?How much are you planning to drink? 😂

High-end restaurants have a different feel from the moment you enter.

The wide, clean counter table, the lighting beneath the tables, the reserved atmosphere, the quiet environment where you aren’t bothered by requests for autographs during your meal—freedom.

"Wow, this place is great. But guys, I feel a little awkward, so I’ll keep my voice down."

<HaechanWeAreEmbarrassed> donated 10,000 KRW!

Are we embarrassed, Haechan? Are we embarrassed?

<HaechanTheBetrayer> donated 10,000 KRW!

Physical streamer Haechan is here. Chefs, be in awe!

<EomGilDongCheeseStick> donated 10,000 KRW!

Hahaha!

"What the hell, if I get quiet, you guys get loud? Stop with the donations!"

Trying to be discreet, Lee Hae-chan hesitated and slowly entered the restaurant.

His eyes caught a familiar back of the head.

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The scent of plum blossoms tickled his nose.

A strange, ominous feeling.

No, it couldn’t be.

Maybe it was just someone who looked similar?

Could it be a cosplay of the Silent Swordsman?

Nope.A fateful meeting.See you, Haechan. It’s been fun.Rest in peace, action beam.Let’s leave some final words.

"It really is dangerous outside the blanket."

Lee Hae-chan seemed to sense his surprise, and perhaps he did too, as the person with the familiar back turned and looked at him.

"Please, spare me."

It was the Silent Swordsman himself, facing off with him.

 It wasn’t that Lee Hae-chan couldn’t survive without eating, but not being able to taste was still a thing.

Sometimes, there are days when you just want to eat something delicious.

[Western or Korean food?]

“I’m craving bibimbap. How about Korean food?”

[Birds or wild animals?]

“Haha, what’s that about? Guild Leader, aren’t your criteria for choosing the menu a bit strange? I personally prefer something closer to bulgogi.”

[Should the side dishes be red or green?]

It felt like twenty questions.

Ujiwoo’s face started to twitch from the smile hanging there.

"Guild Leader, isn’t it about time we go eat? It’s already been 20 minutes since we started choosing a menu."

[If you don’t choose carefully, you’ll be disappointed.]

“Well, you can’t always choose the best restaurant, can you? Sometimes you just go to a decent place nearby.”

[I only eat once a month.]

“...Are you some kind of idol? It’s no wonder the Royal Club wanted to recruit you so badly.”

Even idol trainees who manage their diets wouldn’t be able to eat like that.

It was hard to believe, but with Ha Eung Eung’s almost superhuman abilities, maybe it wasn’t so impossible.

"Anyway, it’s fine as long as it’s delicious, right? Let’s just go for omakase."

[I don’t understand their language.]

“...You know we’re filming, right?”

A camera, sent by the VTube editor as a gift after finishing a game, was here.

Ujiwoo had become the cameraman out of pure guilt, after receiving a camera worth more than his salary. He could tell the owner of that delicate face was aware of how much attention the broadcast was getting, and that they weren’t stopping anytime soon.

"Anyway, omakase means the chef chooses the menu. We don’t need to decide, we can just eat what we’re given."

“!”

“You seem to like it. I’ll make the reservation, so let’s go quickly.”

One million KRW per person.

Ha Eung Eung and Ujiwoo arrived at the high-end omakase restaurant with a serious look in their eyes.

From the entrance, something drew their attention.

[Can I pick it up and swing it around?]

“Won’t the owner scold us?”

A giant tuna model.

Ha Eung Eung’s hand twitched as the memory of being a fish-swordman in Zombie Hazard flooded back.

“Please, just leave the tuna alone. I don’t know if it looks silly to swing it around, but it’s definitely noticeable, you know?”

Ha Eung Eung, looking longingly at the tuna, grumbled before being urged into their reserved seat by Ujiwoo.

“Welcome. I’m Chef In Geumsu, and I’ll be responsible for today’s lunch omakase course.”

The chef began to chat, but Ha Eung Eung didn’t look at him.

“Your girlfriend must really like tuna.”

“Excuse me? Don’t say things like that! She’s... someone like a business boss.”

“Ah, I see. You two look so comfortable, I mistook you for a couple. Haha.”

Ha Eung Eung was puzzled.

[Why not call him Guild Leader?]

“What if the chef suddenly runs away shouting, ‘Demon King Swordsman!’?”

[Not likely.]

Ha Eung Eung dismissed the thought lightly but started wondering if Ujiwoo was right.

“The first course is crab meat. Normally, we start with a light Japanese steamed dish, but crab meat has a more chewy texture...”

“Do you like sushi? Next is a yellowtail, which is really delicious. Did you know the best way to eat yellowtail is...”

“Excuse me? You want more? Haha, just kidding. But seriously? Why would you ask for more in omakase? Is this your first time?”

Endless chatter.

Unrelenting attention.

Subtle condescension.

‘This is not to my taste.’

The food described by the chef had all the elements of a typical food influencer.

Describing the dish made some feel hungry, but for Ha Eung Eung, it was pure exhaustion.

‘I’m really an outsider.’

The meal was becoming unbearable.

Despite Ha Eung Eung’s subtle complaints and the chef’s shameless remarks, Ujiwoo could feel the discomfort in every fiber of his being.

‘God, please. Either break the guild leader’s brush or make the chef shut up.’

Would it be the bruise from Ha Eung Eung’s pen or the chef pushing his limits with the tuna model?

The choice neither of them wanted was avoided when a voice broke through.

“Please, save me.”

“Ah.”

It was a familiar face.

Ha Eung Eung’s gaze sharpened.

Wasn’t this the man she had heard of before?

The one she had heard called the Demon King Swordsman.

A reunion in the real world with the Demon King, and Ujiwoo felt a chill run down his spine.

<ToughGuyMakingTrouble> donated 10,000 KRW!

Professional food blogger, Haechan is here. Please make my sushi and pack 10 pieces of abalone sushi to go. Money? I’ll write a great review, don’t worry.

The awkwardness grew between them as the donation reading echoed.

[Did you come to cause trouble?]

"I don’t want to hear it from someone who caused trouble in another country!"

Even though they hadn’t expected this, things were spiraling.

Ujiwoo lost his appetite.

They didn’t need any more of this. All Ha Eung Eung wanted was to go home.