The Hero's Streaming Life with the Saintess-Chapter 58: Bring It Back While I’m Still Asking Nicely
Lyla kept replaying Song Hun’s words in her head.
“Why... is it because you’re getting tired of me?”
A flood of negative thoughts swelled up, and her nose stung.
Seeing her expression, Song Hun quickly waved his hands, flustered.
“Lyla! Please, just listen to what I’m saying...!”
“Yes...”
“If it’s a child from you, I’m sure they’ll be beautiful... but...”
Song Hun scratched his head awkwardly.
His face turned red as he looked away, clearly embarrassed.
“I just... want to enjoy more sweet time with you, just the two of us.”
“What do you mean...?”
“If we have a kid, we’d have to focus all our attention on them.”
“?”
“Haah, how do I even say this...”
He roughly scratched his head again, then let out a deep sigh and finally spoke.
“It’s just... I’m afraid if we have a kid, we won’t have as much time together.”
“Pfft, Hero...”
Lyla, who had been bracing herself for something way worse, finally relaxed and let out a small giggle.
In the end, her boyfriend was just an immature guy jealous of their future child.
“There’s still a lot I want to do, just the two of us. But if you’re in a rush...”
“Hehe, I’m okay now.”
A child is the embodiment of a couple’s love.
If he was afraid of that love being diverted, it just meant he loved Lyla that much.
“Geez... to think that’s what was bothering you.”
“Ahem...! We’ve got plans tomorrow, so let’s get some sleep.”
Embarrassed, Song Hun pulled Lyla tightly into his arms and lay down just like that.
Lyla smiled softly and fell asleep in his embrace.
Even without their usual steamy, physical love, this kind of platonic affection made her feel perfectly happy.
****
Morning came, and they had a light breakfast.
In the living room, some random gear was scattered about.
“Hero, are you gonna use this?”
“I brought it just in case... but of course it’s out of battery.”
The drone that had always recorded their streams—
He was charging it just in case it might come in handy.
“Lyla, how about your swimsuit?”
“Hmph... curious, are we?”
“...”
Lyla looked at me with a sultry smile, lightly touching her lips.
“I’ll go show you~”
We grabbed a towel and something to drink and headed for the beach.
Each of us went to change into our swimwear.
“Pretty sure she told me to rent a parasol too...”
I carried our stuff in one hand and the parasol in the other as I made my way to where Lyla was.
“Still, why the hell is a parasol 250 pesos...? Wait, maybe that’s cheaper than in Korea?”
I could see Lyla faintly in the distance.
But beside her, two weird guys were sitting way too close, clearly hitting on her.
“...”
It was a private beach.
Looking around, there wasn’t anyone else nearby.
I quietly put our things down and picked up the parasol with one hand.
“Hrngh...!”
Then I hurled it pretty hard in their direction.
— FWOOOOSH!!! THUD!!!
The flying parasol landed right between the two men, stabbing into the sand.
“W-what the fuck...?!”
“Shit... is this cartel territory or something?!”
They muttered something and quickly bolted.
“Hero, over here~”
Lyla, completely unbothered, just waved at me with a gentle smile.
“...”
A dangerously revealing black bikini.
But even that wasn’t enough to hide her absurd body.
“You’re gorgeous...”
“Fufu, thank you.”
She gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.
Then she started helping me with the parasol.
“It’s okay. While I set this up, can you start the stream?”
“Okay~”
[ zlSuperStrongHero : The Emerald Waters of Cancun! ]
[The title is literally just the Saintess lmao]
[Why are Hero’s titles always so damn lazy]
[Holy shit those colors are insane ;;]
Lyla quickly switched the camera to selfie mode.
“Hello everyone~ Is it early morning in Korea right now?”
[...]
[woah...]
[baby talk noises...]
The stream showed Lyla waving to the viewers with a sweet smile.
And just like that, chat went completely silent.
“...”
That silence pissed me off for some reason.
I slid into the frame between Lyla and the camera.
[fuck off dude]
[move your ass]
[get this smoked ham outta the frame ffs]
“Pffft...”
The chat getting all riled up was too funny.
To tease them even more, I struck a flexing pose to show off my ripped muscles.
[ugh kill me]
[MOVE YOU FUCKER!!!!]
[I want to stab your pecs with a fucking needle you freak]
[SaintessFootTowel has donated 50,000 watts!]
— Take this and fuck off, asshole
“Khuhuhu... Thanks for the donation.”
I chuckled and sat down beside Lyla.
While we munched on snacks and drinks, we chatted with the viewers.
Eventually, at °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° their request, we also went into the water.
“Puaah, it’s been a while since I played in the ocean. This is great.”
“Hehe, I know, right~”
Lyla floated on a tube, gazing lazily at the waves.
I held onto her tube, basking in the sunlight like a big plant doing photosynthesis(?).
“Should we start heading back soon?”
“Sounds good~”
****
I’m fucked.
There’s no better way to describe this situation.
“Fucked” was the only word that fit.
“...”
Why?
Because some bastard stole our drone.
[lmaoooo what a dumbass]
[do you know how much that shit costs lololol]
[they really risked their life to steal it]
[but honestly for that price? maybe worth the risk ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
My head throbbed.
I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, lost in thought.
I could’ve handled a mugging or a pickpocketing situation just fine.
Because I could’ve just broken their fucking hands.
But theft—actual theft—was something I hadn’t even considered.
Especially at a hotel this expensive.
[Go to the front desk and ask for the CCTV footage]
[Don’t call—go in person and ask directly]
I headed to the hotel lobby and explained the situation.
They took it seriously and showed me the CCTV right away.
Normally they’d hesitate and ask a million things, but since the hotel’s reputation was at stake, they acted fast.
“You fucking sons of bitches...”
[Yo these guys are professional as hell]
[Are you sure they didn’t know it was you specifically?]
Nah, no way.
There’s no way my face is that well-known all the way out here in Mexico.
Even if someone’s S-Rank, it’s rare for people to actually recognize their face.
“Fuck, I’m so pissed right now.”
They were meticulous.
Dressed like waiters, moving around the hotel, while others stood watch nearby.
Then they broke into the room using a card key they got from who-knows-where.
If Kyle were here, he probably could’ve solved this with some magic.
I wasn’t the only victim.
It seemed like this was the hotel’s first time dealing with a robbery this big too. They looked flustered.
“We sincerely apologize. We’ll take full responsibility for replacing your stolen belongings.”
They admitted their security system had been compromised through the intruders’ access card, and that they had commercial insurance coverage.
They bowed deeply in apology.
“Haah...”
The compensation didn’t matter.
What pissed me off was the fact that someone dared to steal my shit.
Honestly, to replace the drone, they’d probably have to sell this whole damn hotel.
[Try contacting the embassy]
[Yeah that’s what embassies are for lol]
[But isn’t there no embassy in Cancun?]
Lyla was next to me, searching things up online.
“Hero, it says there’s one in Mexico City.”
“Let’s go.”
[Bro someone stole his Gangnam building]
[If it were me, I’d be crying and pissing myself on the spot]
[This is actually insane lol]
[Other tourists get laptops stolen, but this guy? LMAO]
The moment we arrived at the embassy in Mexico City, I pulled out my Hunter license.
As soon as they saw my rank printed on it, the staff moved instantly.
Even the head of the embassy—the ambassador himself—came out.
“Uh... excuse me, Hunter...”
The ambassador returned with a grim expression after running around outside making calls.
He bowed slightly and apologized.
“I’m terribly sorry... the local police are responding... very passively...”
“What do you mean, the police are being passive in catching criminals?”
“There’s a high chance this is connected to a cartel... They’re probably scared of drawing attention from the wrong people...”
My blood started boiling.
We came here to relax—to have fun—and now this?
“I’m sorry we at the embassy can’t offer more support...”
“It’s okay. It’s not your fault the local cops won’t investigate.”
But I started wondering—how the hell were we gonna find these guys?
“Do you know which cartel they’re with?”
The ambassador pointed to the man’s neck in the CCTV photo.
It was covered in distinctive tattoos.
“They’re likely with the Del Norte Cartel.”
****
All we got was the name of the cartel, and we returned to the hotel.
— Brrr... Brrr...
The hotel room phone rang.
Hoping it was a lead, I picked it up.
— Hello.
“?”
It wasn’t the hotel staff.
It was the rough voice of a stranger.
— Hehehe... I don’t know what guild you’re with, but thanks for the extra funding.
I knew instantly.
This was the fucker who stole my drone.
The caller ID wasn’t from the front desk—it was an outside number.
“Whew... I’ll give you one chance. Bring it back.”
— ...
“If you’re scared to meet in person, I’ll leave the room empty for a while. Just come back and quietly return what you stole.”
— ...
“As long as you return it, no one will die. No one will get hurt.” frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
— ...
“I’m just a tourist. I’ll quietly go back to Korea when this is over.”
— Good luck.
The call ended.
