KYB Ch 33

—“Who’s waiting for who… for what…!”

Kisekki burst out immediately in an irritated voice. Ye Woo-won, as if waiting for that moment, replied, “Kisekki-nim, I can’t believe that… you’re actually waiting for me now.”

Of course, he knew. In co-op content like this, if teammates die at different times, the right play is to wait for each other to revive so they can move together. If one of them rushed out early and ended up in a 2:1 situation, it would just be a stupid, messy death. But even knowing all that, the moment he saw Kisekki’s reaction, he wanted to tease him more.

“Guess we’re close enough for that now.”

He said that, and immediately a sharp inhalation came through the mic. Then Kisekki ground his teeth.

—“Bullshit.“

Ye Woo-won wasn’t someone who enjoyed teasing others. But Kisekki was always the exception.

—“You’re not just bullshit. You’re fucking bullshit. No, you’re… yeah, fuck. You’re fucking awful.”

With reactions like that, how could anyone not tease him?

His voice sounded like someone who might rip a man apart with his bare hands, low and fierce— but to Ye Woo-won, it was just funny. None of Kisekki’s curses felt like curses to him. They felt more like the weak punches of an offended house cat.

‘No—more like a wildcat, I guess.’

Thinking that only made him laugh again, a soft, quiet breath slipping out.

—“Shit… we can’t kill teammates? Why?”

And of course, Kisekki heard that. The furious Necromancer started swinging his scythe at him nonstop.

His avatar’s eyes practically sparked, and he pointed that lethal blade right at Ye Woo-won’s throat, charging straight toward his own ally with clenched teeth.

“Ah—haha.”

Ye Woo-won couldn’t help it. He broke down laughing again, even though something told him that if he laughed any harder, Kisekki might actually get mad. It was irresistible.

—“What the hell is so funny? Get over here.”

“I’m not laughing.”

—“Try a lie I might actually believe.”

“I’m really not lau— pfft.”

—“Hey. Lower that stupid grin.”

Kisekki swung the scythe like a madman.

Ye Woo-won knew that no matter how many times Kisekki’s scythe hit him, his HP wouldn’t drop. But even knowing that, he instinctively dodged the scythe without realizing it.

—“You fucking dodged that?”

Kisekki’s anger shot up immediately.

Naturally, the spectators were confused upon seeing that.

The two of them should’ve been hunting for Nyamnyangi and ITrustCactus— but instead, they were playing tag at the base entrance.

The Necromancer swung his scythe like a man possessed, and the Dragon Knight hopped around with that dull, weighty movement skill.

To anyone watching without context, they simply looked bugged—unable to leave the base due to some glitch.

“Okay. Sorry. I’ll seriously stop laughing now.”

—“…”

“Really…”

—“…”

“…pfft.”

—“Hey. Fuck it. Let me hit you once.”

“Heh— I’d also really like to stop laughing. Ah…”

—“Then stop laughing—!”

In reality, it wasn’t a bug at all. It was his character glitching around because Ye Woo-won was laughing so hard.

And thus, the resumed Territory War went…

They got utterly destroyed, of course.

Only after the results appeared did Ye Woo-won finally manage to stop laughing. He had laughed so much during the match that his pale cheeks were flushed, and even the back of his neck was warm.

Pressing his aching cheekbones, he typed.

He wanted to play more Territory Wars… but what could he do? He tried to regain focus, but every time he remembered the arrow scene, laughter threatened to spill out again.

The guild members still thought they were both caught in a bug.

Now even Kim Soopal, the game director himself, was being brought up.

Nobody believed him no matter what he said, so Ye Woo-won eventually gave up.

People watching the match began volunteering for the next Territory War. It made sense, since anyone watching would’ve found the earlier match entertaining.

‘I guess one more round might be fine…’

Even Ye Woo-won himself found it so fun that he was thinking he wouldn’t mind playing another round. Since the Territory War maps were quite diverse, he wanted to try something other than the snowfield mountain map as well. So just as he was about to type in the chat to ask if anyone wanted to play another round—

Oh. Right.

This whole Territory War started because many guild members were online for once, so they wanted to run a big-scale Guild Showdown. The idea just naturally drifted into a scrimmage.

While watching the guild members bicker, Ye Woo-won massaged his stiff shoulders.

‘I should leave the party.’

He checked his microphone settings. Kisekki’s mic was still on, but he didn’t seem like he intended to speak.

“It’s a bit of a shame. I wish we could’ve won.”

It wasn’t a polite lie. He really did feel regret. They completely threw one round because he was busy laughing, but he wished they could’ve taken the other rounds.

“Thanks to you, it was fun. I’ll head out now.”

—“…”

“Good work.”

—“…”

He waited a moment, but Kisekki still didn’t say anything. Ye Woo-won glanced once at the avatar still standing in the lobby, then left the party.

Immediately afterward, he saw guild members clustered in the guild territory.

More people were logged in than expected.

‘Wasn’t the minimum 10?’

Guild Showdowns were typically 10-man. Seeing how many were volunteering, spots might fill quickly.

‘Then maybe I should go too.’

Territory Wars and Showdowns had slightly different rules, but they were similar enough— and this was his chance to try. He was about to speak in chat when—

Suddenly, a whisper came from Kisekki.