I May Be a Virtual Youtuber, but I Still Go to Work-Chapter 93

After securing the second round in a row, barely anyone was speaking on Youngun’s stream.

“...No way.”

Even Youngun himself was at a loss for words.

If Magia had taken the red pill and realized that her playstyle wasn’t suited for Combative, he figured she’d either start playing seriously or pull off a flashy solo play at least once.

But he never expected her to crack the entire round wide open.

At this point, it wasn’t just a crack—it was a full-blown crevasse.

Magia had racked up three kills in both rounds, but calling them “three kills” didn’t do them justice.

She had done it all alone, without a single teammate’s help.

The sheer impact of those kills was on a different level.

And the chat?

It was like they had completely forgotten they were mocking Magia just moments ago. Now, they were too busy tearing into the coach.

— The coach is an absolute idiot.

— This is just straight-up Youngun’s fault.

— They took off her leash, and now she’s flying. LOL

— Why the hell did they muzzle her in the first place? LOL

:: An anonymous supporter has donated 1,000 Clouds! ::

:: Tsk... Of course, the team is a mess when the coach doesn’t even know his players. ::

— LMAO, so true.

— Why does this actually make sense?

— No, seriously, why is this the truth?

— LOL

Of course, it would be a lie to say Youngun wasn’t frustrated.

But at the same time, it was also true that he hadn’t expected much from Magia.

Combative and Battle Colosseum were completely different games, after all.

Even Magia herself had acknowledged that.

She had deliberately chosen to practice with /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ an AR and play as a smoker with a unique smoke ability, saying she wanted to be useful to the team.

If she was this good with smoke, why didn’t she say so from the start...

But this wasn’t just about smoke tactics.

This was Youngun’s failure to understand Magia’s mindset.

For someone who believed in structured plays and snowballing as the ultimate truth in pro play, the idea of breaking the game wide open with a single crack was hard to accept.

On top of that, Youngun hadn’t known anything about Magia before they ended up on the same team.

Even when she was a hot topic at the year-end event, he had missed it due to a family gathering.

If Do-hee had been the coach, things might have played out differently.

She would have immediately picked up on Magia’s tendency to fade into the background and thought, She’s playing Smoker because she wants to support the team, but she refuses to give up her smoke tactics. Let’s just let her do her thing.

“Unbelievable. Just giving her smoke changed her this much?”

— Technically, it’s smoke and the shotgun.

— Yeah, that’s the key.

— You were the one who banned the Mini Barrel, lol.

“Oh. Right. The shotgun too. But still... Jeez.”

But there was a reason Youngun was the coach.

Even with the chat roasting him, his mind was still on winning.

After all, he had taken on this role because he wanted to win the tournament with Serena.

Sure, winning the first two rounds is easy. But that’s not enough.

In the early rounds, Magia had clearly shown that she could crack the game open using smoke and the Mini Barrel.

But she wouldn’t be able to pull off the same trick every time.

Now that she had shown this strategy in scrims even once, every team would start preparing for it.

Where would she try to break through next?

What if they managed to shut her down?

How should they adjust their positioning next round?

These thoughts were already starting to plant themselves in the enemy team’s minds.

And that, in itself, was valuable.

But they needed an even stronger impact.

Magia’s crack plays couldn’t stop here.

If she can keep this momentum going into the next round...

Starting from round three, at least one player would have a proper weapon regardless of the previous round’s results.

At that point, no matter how well Magia played with smoke, she could still get headshot by a simple spray from a rifle.

But that common assumption was also an opportunity.

If Magia could make a play even under those circumstances, the team that had been written off as a free win—the team with 0 wins and 22 losses—could suddenly become a threat that unsettled every other team in the tournament.

Let’s go. Show them something more...!

And with that, round three began.

Magia immediately spent her saved-up money on a solid AR.

— ?

— What the hell?

— Didn’t she say she was using the shotgun?

The viewers weren’t the only ones confused.

Youngun was just as baffled.

Why an AR?

It wasn’t even a gun Magia usually used.

It was the assault rifle that Bazubi—who handled entry plays—often used when he flashed in and broke open fights.

And soon, the reason became clear.

She wasn’t buying the gun for herself.

She was giving it to Bazubi, who still had 0 kills.

[Bazubi, you seemed to shoot well with this before. Take it.]

[...? ...But... ...Really?!]

[Yeah. Doesn’t matter. I’ll be fine with the Mini Barrel.]

Did she not realize the enemy team was now switching to their main weapons?

This translation is the intellectual property of Novelight.

But considering she was waiting for Bazubi and Kamik—the two main entry players—to get their weapons first, that wasn’t the case.

— Why is she giving that guy a gun?

— Wouldn’t it make more sense to buy for Tier 1 or Tier 2 players first?

— Nah, Kamik and Serena already saved up enough to buy their own.

— Still, it seems kinda inefficient.

Even Serena was confused and asked Magia directly.

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[Uh... Gia, are you not rushing this round?]

[I need to take a break sometimes too.]

Magia’s response sounded reasonable enough.

But Youngun, who had been watching closely, tilted his head.

“...What? That doesn’t sound like her.”

Wasn’t she the type who couldn’t not rush in?

The biggest reason Magia kept dying before was her reckless aggression.

And now, she was voluntarily holding back?

Youngun couldn’t understand it.

But then, Magia revealed her true intentions.

[This round, I’ll follow Serena’s orders. Just think of me as six smoke grenades.]

[Oh, got it!]

Youngun covered his mouth with his hand.

Magia... was choosing to play for the team.

Not only that, she was adapting to the offensive breakthrough strategy they had been practicing.

They had lost all 22 of their scrim matches over the past three days.

Magia had faced more and more restrictions, and coaching had only gotten stricter.

All of it had been an attempt to break down her FPS ego.

And yet, Youngun had thought she would never let go of her Battle Colosseum habits.

...She figured it out.

While Youngun was struggling to fit her into the mold of a pro player, clinging to his ideal of perfect team coordination...

Magia had found a way to adapt to Combative on her own terms.

She wasn’t trying to fully conform—she couldn’t as a Battle Colosseum player.

But she had realized she could use that very fact to benefit the team.

And so, she had crafted this strategy.

Winning two rounds with aggressive rushes, then suddenly switching gears to a structured playstyle.

It wasn’t just a break.

It was psychological warfare.

And it was already working.

The enemy team was so hyper-focused on Magia’s movements that they weren’t thinking about the rest of the team.

And so, when Serena gave the order—

[Two with flashes, three pushing in. One, two, three!]

They pushed in as a unit.

Two defenders panicked, trying to hold their ground—only to get mowed down.

And just like that, the round was already lost.

But Magia wasn’t done.

She was already rotating through Mid, cutting off the defenders rushing in from B.

Smoke spread, gunfire rang out—

{{ Magia >> (head)(Mini Barrel) Subak Jeongol }}

{{ Magia >> (head)(Mini Barrel) Jinsam }}

{{ The bomb has been planted! }}

{{ Magia >> (head)(Mini Barrel) Seomjingoo }}

{{ ACE! }}

Magia’s kill score: 9 kills, 0 deaths, 2 assists.

— This is insane.

— Wow.

— No way, LOL.

— She’s cracked, holy shit LOL.

— KYYYAAAHHHH.

— Why the hell didn’t they give her smokes and a shotgun earlier? LOL.

— Even her bomb plant positions are perfect, wtf LOL.

— Freaking Magia, LOL.

— If you could play like this, WHY DIDN’T YOU DO IT SOONER?!

— First things first, let’s all collectively beat the crap out of Youngun.

— The coach is the real problem here.

Listening to the endless flood of criticism, Youngun realized something.

Back when he was a player, he had been one of the brightest talents in the scene.

But that didn’t mean he was a good coach.

Suppressing players wasn’t the answer.

People weren’t machines.

They weren’t just going to follow orders blindly.

A coach needed to adjust to each team member individually, guiding them in a way that fit their strengths.

Instead of assuming his way was the only way, he should have tailored strategies to his players.

And today, he had learned that lesson the hard way.

From that moment on, Magia fully unleashed her potential.

She finally equipped the long-barreled Triple-Barrel Shotgun ‘Dragon-B’ she had been dying to use—

And she absolutely dominated.

It wasn’t like she ignored Serena’s orders.

But it wasn’t like she stopped rushing either.

It was as if she already knew exactly what Serena was thinking.

Seamlessly breaking through, stopping, breaking through again, pausing when needed—she moved in perfect sync with the flow of the game.

And her shots?

The moment she managed to close the distance with her smokes, Dragon-B roared like a fire-breathing beast, taking down at least two enemies each time.

She was a full-blown destruction machine—an unstoppable war tank built for sheer domination.

And the effects of her performance rippled through the entire team.

One by one, the teammates—who had been dragging themselves through loss after loss—started regaining their confidence.

Soon, everyone was playing at least their fair share.

[Crkemang! I need turret support at A Long!]

[On my way!]

[Bazubi, can you see Mid?]

[No...! I don’t have vision...!]

[They’re coming A Short! Falling back, need smoke support!]

[Got it, coming now!]

All the issues Youngun had been nagging about—things the team had failed to fix for so long—suddenly resolved themselves.

With Magia relieving the pressure of leading the team, Serena became much more confident in her shot-calling.

Now that the orders and callouts were clear, Kamik—who had previously been dropping like a fly—stopped dying so often.

Even Crkemang, who was usually a chaotic mess, seemed to be making a real effort, clearly inspired by his niece’s performance.

And for the first time, Bazubi spoke with a normal, steady voice.

The result?

{{ CUSTOM MATCH RESULTS }}

{{ (VICTORY) Youngun’s Team 10 - 6 Gongsadamang’s Team (DEFEAT) }}

At last, they had finally broken the curse of their endless 22-game losing streak.

The moment the victory was confirmed, Serena let out a triumphant shout, and the entire team erupted in cheers.

[WE WONNNNN!!!]

[...Won!!]

[We won...!]

[Oh my god!! We did it, we did it, my nephews!! You all played amazingly!!]

Only one person didn’t sound completely thrilled.

Magia let out a disgruntled huff.

[Tch.]

Realizing that her reaction might kill the mood, Youngun quickly dragged her into a separate voice channel.

As much as he wanted to praise her for what she had done—hell, he wanted to shower her with praise—he held himself back.

Praising a player too much could affect their mindset for future matches.

So instead, he offered a carefully measured compliment.

“You played really well. I’m honestly speechless.”

[Yeah, but... it’s frustrating.]

“What is?”

— ?

— LOL.

— ??

— Why is she upset after winning? LOL.

— What’s her problem now?

— She was insane, though.

They had just barely managed to win after 22 straight losses.

And yet, Magia was still full of complaints.

[I seriously hate this game.]

***

— Battle Colosseum Gallery —

[???: Combative is boring as hell (some exaggeration included)]

(I really hate this game.clip)

First, she trashed it on an official broadcast, and now this?

What’s wrong with her lately? She’s like a wild horse that finally broke free, LOL.

[Comments]

— BC395: It’s obvious, isn’t it? She’s been completely restrained this whole time, LOL.

— BC941: She’s been a ticking time bomb, no doubt about it.

— BC114: A born troll hunter who gets a kick out of cracking heads is now stuck playing Combative by the book? Of course it’s driving her insane, LOL.

— Parallel (VTuber) Gallery —

[Shouldn’t someone tell Magia to shut up?]

What if Combative stops sponsoring after this?

Not that we ever got any sponsorships in the first place, LOL.

And no, this isn’t me saying Battle Pack Games is discriminating against Parallel.

[Comments]

— Parallel239: She already got called in for scolding after the last time she trashed the game, LOL.

— Parallel023: Momo probably smacked her upside the head for it, LMAO.

— Parallel562: Honestly, the first-gen members caused way bigger problems. I don’t even think this is that serious.

ㄴ Parallel461: Maru leaked a collab a whole month early, Dora broke her streaming PC during a sponsored broadcast, Komari got her account banned for swearing in Naore, and Rain literally challenged a viewer to a real-life fight. Don’t slander first-gen, they paved the way.

ㄴ Parallel995: This is insane, LOL.

ㄴ Parallel046: ...Wait, you’re joking, right? This actually happened?!

The Next Day: Magia Gets Called In

The moment Magia arrived at work the next morning, she was immediately summoned by Momo.

“So, Miss Magia. I take my eyes off you for a second, and you go ahead and pull a massive stunt, huh?”

But Magia wasn’t about to take this sitting down.

“If you’re only bringing this up four days later, that says a lot about your industry awareness...”

“Hey. You do realize you’re being scolded right now, right?”

Magia averted her eyes and let out an awkward laugh.

“I know. I am reflecting on my actions. But what do you expect me to do? Combative is just a horribly frustrating game.”

“I mean, yeah, it doesn’t suit your playstyle, but you still need to hold back a little. Luckily, people aren’t making a big deal out of it, so we’ll let it slide this time.”

“Hehe.”

“...That said, it did boost engagement.”

“Huh?”

Momo pulled up the recent analytics for their official channel.

The moment Magia swore on the auction stream, their live viewer count spiked to 50,000.

And when she vented about Combative being unbearable while talking to Youngun yesterday? Another peak at 30,000.

And it wasn’t just live numbers.

Her antics had made it onto every major VTuber drama thread, spreading like wildfire across various communities.

In a roundabout way, all the gossip had ended up promoting Parallel’s official content.

“...Just hold out for one more week. Until the tournament ends. You’re doing great, just keep going.”

And so, the only person who could keep Magia from completely exploding was none other than Cheon Do-hee.

“In that case, buy me steak for dinner.”

“I literally just gave you a bonus. How about, for once, you buy me dinner?”

“If I did that, wouldn’t it look like a VTuber accepting a fan’s invitation to a private meal? And steak, no less? That’s scandal material.”

“...What?”

“But if you buy it, then it’s just a CEO treating an employee for their hard work. That’s totally fine.”

“...???”

“I mean, I already support you in the normal way—buying merch, subscribing, and sending donations. That’s how it should be. So, steak. Now.”

“...You’re seriously impossible.”

***

After eating the steak Momo bought her—and barely finishing two portions because of her small appetite—Magia powered through the rest of the scrim schedule.

From Friday, when the auction took place, to the following Thursday, the results of the seven-day scrim period?

12 wins, 24 losses.

Sure, a 33% win rate wasn’t amazing.

But ever since Magia found her own way to play, the team had finally clicked together.

After their 22-game losing streak, they only lost twice more while securing 12 wins.

And even those two losses were against Pandrall, the team most likely to win the whole tournament.

Suddenly, the entire competitive scene started buzzing with rumors.

Everyone had assumed Youngun’s team was a guaranteed 4th place, but now?

The way things were going, wasn’t the real finals match going to be Pandrall vs. Youngun’s team?

That speculation became reality on Friday, when the results of the Round Robin stage shocked everyone.

{{ 2025 Maatda Tournament: Combative Division Round Robin Rankings }}

We Screwed Up | 2 wins | 1 loss | Round difference: +8 (Finals secured)Pandrall | 2 wins | 1 loss | Round difference: +7 (Playoffs secured)Workload Hell | 1 win | 2 losses | Round difference: -6 (Playoffs secured)Round and Round | 1 win | 2 losses | Round difference: -9 (Eliminated)A team that hadn’t won a single scrim had somehow fought its way straight to the finals.

Everyone watching was in absolute disbelief.

And it had all come down to one round.

If Youngun’s team had lost just one more round, or if Pandrall had won one more, the rankings would have completely flipped.

But the chaos didn’t stop there.

[No way—Pandrall’s team didn’t make it to the finals?!]

In the semifinals the very next day, Pandrall, the overwhelming tournament favorite, was eliminated in a complete upset.

The team that had nearly gotten obliterated by Signal Flare in the first round, Workload Hell, somehow rallied and turned it all around.

13-15.

18-16.

25-23.

They fought through a ridiculous number of overtime rounds and pulled off a come-from-behind victory with a 2-1 set score.

[Who would have guessed?! The #1 scrim team completely collapsed in the playoffs!]

[Mentality is everything. The longer the match went on, the worse their scrim win streak worked against them! Meanwhile, Workload Hell, despite finishing 3rd in Round Robin, has battled their way all the way to the finals! This is unbelievable—we’re witnessing one of the most legendary finals matchups in tournament history!!]

Thus, in an unprecedented turn of events—

The teams that had placed 3rd and 4th in scrims were now facing off in the finals.

Viewership skyrocketed.

🔴 Live: 2025 Maatda Tournament, Combative Division Finals 👪 80,442 viewers

#Combative #Pazijik #MaatdaTournament

On Sunday, the official channel alone hit 80,000 viewers.

Counting restreams and community watch parties, the total surpassed 250,000, breaking last year’s record of 200,000 and setting a new all-time high for Combative viewership.

[Welcome, everyone!

Sponsored by Pazijik and hosted by Battle Pack Games, this is the 2025 Maatda Tournament, Combative Division!]

[And now—the first game of the Grand Finals begins!!]