The Hero's Streaming Life with the Saintess-Chapter 19: A Rare Outing

I gave it my all promoting the insanely expensive gear I got.

I showed off Nova’s logo engraved on the side of the goggles, and demonstrated how tapping the frame changed the POV. There was also a split-screen function that let you display multiple angles at once.

“Pretty cool, right?”

[This is sick]

[Got any other features?]

[I heard this thing has like a million gimmicks]

“I didn’t add anything extra. As long as I can see chat and donations clearly, I’m good.”

Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if this was how you’re supposed to advertise stuff.

Would any of my viewers even be able to afford this?

“Anyway, thanks to Nova for providing this product, the Gate entry schedule will be moved up.”

[When?]

[So f***ing hyped]

[Not gonna lie, it was always the same dungeon and the same strat every time]

“...”

[💸 SaintessFootTowel has recharged 50,000 watts!]

– Ugh, you dumb bastard, so when the hell is it?

“Thanks for the generous donation. I’ll be entering the Gate this Saturday.”

Maybe they felt guilty getting such valuable info for free, so they made a warm-hearted faith donation.

I had a lot to do before then.

I needed to settle the donation revenue, collect the payment Nova owed me, and figure out the Gate entry procedure.

[If it’s S-Rank, can’t you just waltz in?]

[He’s not just S-Rank, he’s on another level entirely]

Yeah, I used to think that too.

But since it was officially labeled "Unclearable," there was a lot of red tape involved.

“Anyway, look forward to it, everyone. That’s it for today’s stream.”

****

“See you later~”

Lyla waved me off as I stepped outside.

I headed to the bank to finally spend some of the money I made.

Since I vanished for five years, all my accounts had been marked as dormant.

‘Honestly, it’s weird I’ve been using my mom’s card all this time anyway.’

I took a number and waited in line.

Figures it’s packed—this is a bank right in the middle of Seoul.

I mentally organized everything I needed to take care of.

‘Reactivate accounts... withdraw the donations... I should probably buy clothes too...’

Ding—my number popped up on the screen.

“I’m here to reactivate my dormant account.”

“It’s been a while, huh? Could I see some ID, please?”

Oh, right. ID...

They used to take passports or driver’s licenses, but would a Hunter license work?

Feeling a little awkward, I pulled out my license and handed it over.

“Ah, a Hunter license? Name is Song Hun... huh?”

Wait—don’t tell me it’s not valid?

I really don’t wanna go back home for this...

The ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) teller told me to hold on and made a quick phone call. Then, a man in a very standard sales suit came running over in a panic.

“Pant... pant... A-Are you by chance Hunter Song Hun, the streamer?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“I-I’m terribly sorry! Please, right this way!”

Do they know who I am?

My face is always blurred out in the news, and at best, I’m only mildly famous on streaming platforms.

My Hunter license isn’t even updated—it still says C-Rank.

I followed the man into the VIP reception room, but I barely listened to any of his explanations.

Thanks to the branch manager’s special treatment, the reactivation went through quickly.

Curious, I asked how he recognized me.

He just said even my silhouette was a dead giveaway.

“Thank you very much! We’ll treat you with the utmost care!”

Ugh... having a half-bald guy bow that low is kind of uncomfortable.

On the way to the department store, I linked my account on my phone and made a withdrawal request.

─ Ding!

[Balance: ₩1,043,563,000]

After taxes and platform fees, that’s the raw amount I received.

“Damn... I’m rich.”

I arrived at the department store Lyla and I agreed to meet at.

I looked around after texting her that I was here, but didn’t see her.

“Hero!”

I turned around at the voice and—bam—Lyla was suddenly right next to me.

Can she maybe learn to make some noise when she walks?

But what really threw me off was her outfit.

She always wore that priestess uniform, but now she was in a modern, casual outfit.

My heart started acting up for no reason.

‘What the hell is wrong with me...?’

“Hero, what do you think?”

“Huh?”

“I mean, how do I look?”

“Uh, uh... You look pretty...”

“Hehe.”

She giggled and took the lead.

I guess I never really noticed since she was always in priestess gear,

but Lyla’s actually... really pretty.

‘Wait, was she always this pretty?’

Since this was my money and not someone else’s, we headed straight for the luxury store.

But no matter how you looked at it, there was a ridiculous contrast between Lyla, who looked like a literal goddess, and me, who looked like her bodyguard from some crime syndicate.

“Look at them. Is she, like, a chaebol’s daughter or something?”

“Then is that guy her security?”

“Just look at the guy’s build. Totally a bodyguard.”

─ Molkang. (soft squish)

“Hmph...”

Lyla walked up and hooked her arm through mine.

Her gaze locked onto something.

“What is it?”

She was looking at a pure white off-shoulder knit sweater worn by a mannequin.

Ever since coming to Earth, she’d started showing a growing interest in clothes—just like any other girl.

“Lyla, want to try that on?”

Maybe because she overheard our conversation, the store clerk came over and led her toward the fitting room.

Right before pulling the curtain shut, Lyla shot me a sly smile.

“I’m gonna change now... so no peeking, okay?”

“...?”

“Well... maybe just a little peeking would be fine.”

“...What did you say?”

─ Srrk... rustle...

I could hear the sound of Lyla changing inside the fitting room.

As a healthy man in his twenties, my body started responding on instinct.

“Hero, does it look good on me?”

At the end of the day, fashion is all about the face.

And with that kind of face, there’s no way any outfit wouldn’t look good.

I just nodded silently in response.

“Hehe. Then I’ll buy this one.”

Her eyes curved into perfect crescents as she smiled brightly.

The kind of smile that made your wallet fly open on its own.

“Lyla... buy whatever you want...”

“But I want to see you try on clothes too, Hero.”

She grabbed my wrist and started walking briskly somewhere.

Before I knew it, we were standing in front of a men’s suit store.

“A suit?”

“Yeah. You’re always wearing those black T-shirts.”

“I mean... when would I ever need a suit?”

Even as I said that, I didn’t stop her from grabbing different outfits.

Since coming back to Earth, she’d felt a lot closer.

And honestly, the closer she got, the less I knew how to deal with her.

‘I’m seriously losing it...’

In the end, I gave in to Lyla’s very persuasive request and bought some clothes for myself too.

We had so many shopping bags between the two of us that the department store offered to deliver everything straight to the house.

“Oh, there’s a car showroom here too?”

“Are you into cars, Hero?”

To be precise, I was interested.

I mean, what guy doesn’t dream of driving a foreign sports car at least once?

But right now, I didn’t really feel the need.

‘When I can run faster than traffic, what’s the point?’

As we were browsing the cars, a woman holding a catalog approached us.

I don’t really like being approached while shopping...

“Oh my, are you two newlyweds? If you’re planning for kids, an SUV would be perfect! Just look at this model—tons of trunk space...”

She enthusiastically pitched the car’s durability, features, and amazing after-service.

I was tuning her out, but surprisingly, Lyla seemed genuinely interested.

“Hero, should we buy a car too?”

“Do we even need one?”

“It’s inconvenient to carry gear and stuff without it.”

I had that artifact ring that could store pretty much anything, so that wasn’t an issue.

But if Lyla wanted it this much, I figured why not.

As soon as I said yes, the staff rushed over with a contract.

“Hehe, and I’m not just saying this because I work here, but this model’s been super popular with newlyweds lately!”

“Do we really look like a married couple?”

“Of course! The husband gives off strong, dependable vibes, and the wife is absolutely stunning~”

I glanced at Lyla.

‘Married to Lyla...?’

****

[Posted by: anon]

[Title: Is the Gate confirmed for this weekend?]

[Post: How’s he even getting to Mount Baekdu?]

ㄴ He’s gonna fly lol

ㄴ Pretty sure he’s not taking the subway

ㄴ But seriously, why doesn’t a rich guy like him have a car?

[Hunter Association: “We will fully support Hunter Song Hun’s subjugation efforts.”]

[President: “My heart swells with pride at the thought of reclaiming Korean territory...”]

Not just news articles—tons of clickbait YouTube videos were going up too.

There were plenty of optimistic headlines, but also a fair number of people worried I’d fail.

Of course, it wasn’t just Korean public opinion causing problems.

There was also backlash from China, whose relations with Korea were already tense because of me.

This chapter is updat𝓮d by freēnovelkiss.com.

[China: “Korean Hunter ignores Baekdu sovereignty! Unilateral invasion underway.”]

[China: “Korean media distorts truth, portrays Baekdu as solely their history.”]

ㄴ Since when did a small country like this act so cocky?

ㄴ Their economy would collapse without China

ㄴ Punish that bastard for stealing Chinese property

“There they go again.”

[Same old WWE crap lol]

[Just ignore them]

“We’ll be fine. Let’s get going.”

With that, I stepped outside and started the engine of our newly purchased car.