The Hero's Streaming Life with the Saintess-Chapter 10: A Huge Donation on the 4th Day of Streaming

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[Damn... our Hero’s officially a corporate man now]

[That’s one hell of a donation]

[And they did it anonymously, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) lmao]

People were floored by the sudden $3,000 donation.

Even I was shocked. Day 4 of streaming and someone just drops that kind of money?

But behind the anonymous mask was the name: Nova Group.

If you lived in Korea—or hell, anywhere in the world—you’d heard of them.

They were so filthy rich that even pooling the finances of Korea’s top five guilds wouldn’t match one of Nova’s subsidiaries.

There’s even a running joke that the country itself is leeching off Nova to stay alive.

Huh... and a company like that just dropped three grand on me...

Glancing at the chat, everyone seemed curious how I’d react.

Even more new viewers had flooded in after hearing about the artifact.

[Yo is this guy just gonna take the money and vanish?]

[Don’t slander our noble Hero, come on now]

[Noble? Really?]

[Honestly, 3 mil is lowballing the shit outta that artifact]

“Hm... so you donated anonymously because you didn’t want to be revealed?”

Instead of replying in chat—since that would expose their username—they replied through another donation.

[Anonymous has donated 3,000,000 Watts!]

– That’s right. Unfortunately, even manager chats or DMs show up on screen, so I’d rather not risk it.

They clearly wanted only me to know who they were, not the public.

Two messages. 6 million Watts.

Let’s see how far they’re willing to go.

“Well... thank you for the donation. But I’m not an idiot—I do know how valuable this artifact is.

And you think I’d show it off for... what, six million?”

[This guy’s ego is bloated as hell]

[“Only 6 mil,” lmao this clown]

[Can I at least get a popsicle, man, goddamn]

[Anonymous has donated 3,000,000 Watts!]

– Then how much would it take? I’d be happy just to see it up close.

“Just a peek, huh... that wouldn’t be too hard...”

With the way I was dancing around the idea, the guy behind the screen was probably losing his mind.

What’s a number big enough to seem legit but not too insane?

I glanced over at chat to leverage some groupthink.

[100 million, gogogogo]

[Bro at least 10 million minimum lol]

[1 million’s plenty if it’s just for a look]

[1 mil? Bruh are you dumb? That artifact’s worth way more than that]

I decided.

10 billion. Just to meet me and get a look.

“Alright. Drop ten billion and I’ll meet with you.”

I waited. Five minutes passed. No new donations.

Maybe they realized even just meeting for 10 billion was a bit much?

[10 billion just for a meet-up?]

[You think you’re some stock market oracle or something?]

[At least that old dude eats with people when he charges that much;;]

I was just shooting the shit with chat when it happened.

For the first time in my entire streaming career, I saw that number.

[Anonymous has donated 1,000,000,000 Watts!]

– Apologies for the delay. Had to work around the donation limit.

[Holy crap he actually paid... what, is this guy from some megacorp??]

[Can companies just throw money around like that??]

[Probably just some trust-fund baby]

[Wait... aren’t there donation caps?]

“...Shit. Well, I did say it, so I guess I gotta meet him now.”

Apparently, my response was enough to count as agreement, because suddenly others started piling on too.

[Anonymous has donated 3,000,000 Watts!]

– We can offer 10 billion—or even 100 billion if needed.

“Nope. Not happening.”

[Bruh it’s a hundred billion??]

[???]

“I already made a promise. If you were that serious, you should’ve dropped it first instead of stalling.”

Early birds get the worm, after all.

Of course, trying to swallow that worm might rip your mouth open.

****

The artifact reveal had blown up so much, a dedicated community channel popped up under my name.

[Author: ThrowThatResignation]

[Title: Who the hell donated today??]

[Post: (Donation sound gif) Like seriously, who just drops cash like that with no hesitation?]

↳ Gotta be a megacorp, right?

↳ Probably from the U.S. or China. Only they got that kind of money.

↳ If it was them, they’d have dropped $10 million, not $1 million lol

This chapter is updat𝓮d by freēnovelkiss.com.

↳ $10 mil is like... over a billion in Korean won you psycho

↳ What is this, Monopoly?

↳ From what the Hero said, sounds like he charged 10 billion just to meet him?

↳ Yeah, and if they actually wanna study or examine the artifact, they’ll probably have to pay even more.

↳ Did you see the Hero’s face when he negotiated? I swear, I got robbed by a kid like that in high school lol

“Son, you’ve really gone and done it again, huh?”

At this point, it didn’t even faze me.

Honestly, even Mom seemed like she’d just accepted it at this point.

“Wanna know which company it was?”

She gently set her spoon down and looked at me across the table.

“Heh. If you wanna know, you gotta donate too.”

Mom’s eyelid twitched slightly.

She was about to say something when Lyla chimed in first.

“It was a company called Nova, ma’am.”

“Nova...?”

“Why? Is that important or something?”

Mom’s reaction was unusual.

Not negative—more like... relieved.

As soon as she heard “Nova,” she relaxed and picked her spoon back up.

“As a guild master, I hear a lot of industry chatter.

Nova Group is known for transparent finances, zero history of tax evasion, and most of all—they genuinely take care of their employees.”

Oh? That’s new.

Usually when big corporations pop up in stories, they’re involved in tax fraud, kill whistleblowers, and run secret labs doing illegal experiments.

But Mom’s the head of one of the top five guilds—she probably has way better intel than most people.

I looked up more info on Nova afterward.

On the surface, they really did look like a company that gave back to society.

“Oooh, the chairman used to be a Hunter?”

He used to be a Hunter, then suddenly announced retirement.

Took over the company from his father—a corporate tycoon—and turned it into what it is now.

“All that in just five years? Damn, dude’s a beast...”

“Hero, Nova says they’ll be coming to pick you up tomorrow.”

****

“It's an honor to accompany the Hero today, sir.”

“Uh... yeah.”

A man who looked like he was in his 50s was being way too formal. It was honestly uncomfortable.

We followed his lead and got into the car.

“Should we be keeping today’s meeting a secret?”

“That’s not necessary, but... why do you ask?”

“Oh, y’know. Stream content.”

“...No need to hide it, but please do your best not to leak anything sensitive.”

[ThatFreakingStrongHero: Going live briefly before heading out.]

[DUDE I WAS DYING WAITING FOR THIS]

[What’s going on? Where you headed?]

[Did this bastard buy a new car the second he got money? That ride looks sick]

“I’m heading out with the guy who made that massive donation yesterday.”

[???]

[Wait, are you allowed to stream this??]

“It’s fine. They said as long as nothing sensitive gets leaked, we’re good.”

[Okay but like... why go live then?]

[Aren’t you not allowed to talk about anything anyway?]

“I wanted to show you guys something cool.”

Saying that, I reached up and took the earring off my ear.

Then I rolled down the car window...

...and chucked it off the bridge we were crossing.

[??? This guy's actually lost it]

[WHAT THE HELL—was someone offering a hundred billion won to throw the earring??]

[LMAOOOOO what kind of dopamine overdose was that]

“I’ve got it all planned out. See you guys later.”

And with that, I ended the stream.

The guy guiding me was straight-up shaking.

He had a million things he wanted to ask but couldn’t bring himself to speak.

“I’ve got my reasons. Don’t worry about it.”

He nodded like he was calm, but his eyes were still twitching violently.

Eventually, we arrived at one of Nova Group’s research labs.

“We were expecting you. Welcome. I’m the lead researcher here.”

“Nice to meet you. You can just call me the Hero.”

“By the way... the item...?”

The guide—still clearly rattled—swallowed hard and started explaining everything.

As he spoke, the lead researcher’s eyes also started freaking out.

“Watch closely.”

I stretched my hand out into the air.

The earring reappeared in my palm and began to morph, once again taking the form of that pitch-black club.

“Wh-what the...? B-but you threw that under the bridge earlier...!”

The absurdity of the moment left the researcher wide-eyed and speechless.

Meanwhile, the guy who witnessed it firsthand was making faces like he was watching a horror movie in real time.

“You know why I bothered showing you all this?”

“W-why, sir?”

I placed a hand on the researcher’s shoulder and gave him a slow, sharp smile.

He flinched and instinctively stepped back.

“To make sure you don’t try anything stupid.”

“N-no, of course not! I wouldn’t dare...!”

Still stiff with anxiety, he tried to act composed.

I patted his trembling shoulder.

Man... how is this guy the lead here?

“I’ll give you three days. Do whatever you want with it.

But like I said—after three days, I’m taking it back. No exceptions.”

“A-Are you really okay just leaving it here?”

“You said you wouldn’t do anything stupid, right?”

I shrugged and turned around to leave.

Gave him a little wave over my shoulder.

And then, in a voice just quiet enough for him alone to hear, I added:

“...But hey, if you think you can pull something—

you’re welcome to try.”