Chapter 39
A week has passed.
That day, after returning home, I had dinner with my family for the first time in a while, chatting about various things.
“‘So, that happened?'”
“No, why would you even say that…?”
Of course, most of my sister’s teasing centered around me, but I could say it was a somewhat enjoyable time.
However, it wasn’t entirely enjoyable because what my mother said at that moment was incredibly shocking.
“‘…What?'”
“‘You just heard me, didn’t you?'”
On that day when my mother almost kicked me out, it turns out that the plainclothes bodyguards who had been on standby secretly followed me.
I mean, bringing in plainclothes bodyguards sneaking along…
It was something I could never have imagined.
What’s even more mind-blowing is that my sister also knew about it after a phone call with our mother.
So that’s why she seemed so suspicious…
Of course, even so, I didn’t feel hurt or anything towards my younger sister.
I still remember.
When my sister came looking for me, the sweat beads glistening on her forehead.
Even if there were bodyguards secretly following me, she must have been worried.
Anyway, I briefly thought that bringing in plainclothes bodyguards was a bit excessive, but considering my mother’s usual behavior, it made sense.
‘Well, fair enough.’
Now that I think about it, my mother was the type who went overboard protecting me.
Regardless of her justification for fostering my independence, the sudden command was too much to handle.
‘Wait, so she knows all about me wallowing in self-pity back then?’
Even though my sister had already seen the embarrassing things through her own eyes after joining me, it wasn’t like I wanted my mother to know the whole story about me wallowing in self-pity alone at the park…
‘…Should I just die?’
One embarrassing memory after another started flooding back.
It felt like my dignity as a human being was crumbling.
Of course, I understood that my mother didn’t mean it in a bad way, but… even so, isn’t it a bit much?
‘I’ll get my revenge.’
I’ll grumble about side dishes and drink lots of coffee while staying up all night.
…Though, I might have already been doing that?
Well… this isn’t the important part.
Putting aside the earlier stories, a lot has happened over the week.
The preparations for the moving were well underway, and steps to sort out my identity were gradually progressing.
…To be honest, I didn’t do much.
At most, I just answered a casual question about which house or room I liked.
So, what did I do?
Of course, I played games.
During that time, I won a whopping 5 consecutive matches.
Since becoming a girl, I’ve racked up a total of 13 consecutive wins.
[Prisoner]
Rank: 1
Solo Queue
– Challenger
– 1792 LP / 252 Wins 172 Losses
– Win Rate: 59%
Currently, the highest score in Solo Queue belongs to Rainbow, who achieved 1789 points last season.
Not only did I surpass that, but I was also on the verge of reaching the mythical barrier of 1800 points, a record that no one has yet crossed.
I had just clinched one of the historical records for the highest score in Solo Queue with my own hands.
Given the situation, it was no surprise that the community was literally explosive.
– Prisoner’s Recent Update.jpg
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[Victory] 34 minutes 44 seconds
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[Victory] 25 minutes 41 seconds
[Victory] 39 minutes 01 seconds
[Victory] 9 minutes 31 seconds
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16 wins in Solo Queue lol
Even among the highest tier, I’m at the top!
The comment section was equally overwhelming.
– Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god?
– 16 wins in the upper tier of Challenger lol, that’s insane!
– Prisoner, is he a god?
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– Oh wow, Rainbow’s record got broken, what the heck?
– Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner! Prisoner!
– Is this the SolQ warrior who crushed the Red Cup winners?
– No, he didn’t crush them; it was in SolQ, so it was just Rainbow and Yoon-ki casually playing… lol such clueless noobs.
– Shut up, loser. A loss is a loss, so why are you dragging your tongue on this?
– Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god? Prisoner, is he a god?
– Fact: Both Rainbow, the two-time Red Cup winner, and Yoon-ki, the one-time winner, have been stomped by Prisoner before.
– Bro, stop comparing an amateur to a Red Cup winner, it’s ridiculous. ^mu^
– Seriously though, are they for real? Can someone be like this?
– If he can perform like this, he totally deserves to be picked up as a pro.
– Is Prisoner recently going through something? This is nonsensical, lol, he might really hit 1800 points.
These posts weren’t the only ones.
– Breaking News: Prisoner breaks the highest Solo Queue score in Legends of League history.
– Data Alert: Today’s Prisoner Super Plays Collection.GIF
– Promised Land: Prisoner is heading for 1800 points.
– Real-time Poll: Prisoner VS Yoon-ki.
Just from those posts, it’s already a lot.
Moreover, with new posts continuously popping up in real-time, there were probably countless mentions of Prisoner if I were to look deeper.
That’s how much attention Prisoner was grabbing in the Legends of League community, and whether Prisoner could truly become the first to cross 1800 points was a hot topic of debate.
As I was browsing the community, suddenly—
– Vrrr…
My smartphone vibrated.
‘Hmm.’
An unknown number.
Since this had happened a few times over the last few days, I naturally switched my smartphone to silent mode and flipped it over.
‘Another one.’
I didn’t feel the need to think about where the call was coming from.
Since I didn’t answer, it quickly followed with a text.
“Hello. This is James Lee, a scout from the North American pro team TTU. Is this Prisoner?”
The rumor about me being a rare disease patient had spread widely, even to casual community users.
In such a context, receiving a scout offer meant that my value had reached a level that could bear some risks.
‘It must be that some pros who played with me have been pushing for me.’
Most recruitment offers came from overseas teams.
Somehow, it seemed that overseas teams were freer than the relatively rigid ones in Korea in this regard.
“Yes, that’s me, but if it’s about a recruitment offer, I’m sorry. I’m not in a position to debut as a pro right now.”
“Could we at least talk? Is it okay for a phone call?”
“I’m sorry.”
Of course, I refused all offers since joining a team was impossible given my current situation.
It was a bit disappointing, but it was unavoidable.
‘It’s time to change my phone anyway.’
I hadn’t been able to change it since my identity issues weren’t fully resolved, but that wouldn’t last much longer.
Politely expressing my refusal, I launched the Legends of League client as I always did.
It was the start of my routine.
[2]
As soon as I logged in, a 1:1 chat window started blinking.
[SCV KING: Hello]
[SCV KING: Is it okay to chat now?]
SCV KING.
One of the top laners in my friends list was messaging me.
Given his unusually serious tone, it seemed like my assumption was correct.
[Me: Yes]
[SCV KING: By the way, do you have a team currently, or do you plan to join one?]
Well, that makes sense.
Of course, I didn’t feel upset.
It’s good to know that many people recognize my value.
Besides, SCV is a prestigious team that has made it to the Red Cup semifinals.
I did get contacted by GRS, the team that was the runner-up last time, but this was my first contact from a domestic team of this size.
‘It’s a pity, but…’
[Me: Sorry. My situation doesn’t allow me to join a team right now.]
[SCV KING: Ah… if you change your mind later, please let me know!]
[Me: Sure.]
Ending the private chat, I queued up.
It was time to go for 1800 points.
‘By the way, I’m feeling a bit under the weather today.’
Honestly, it sounds ridiculous for me to say that.
I’ve lived a life where I haven’t felt good at all 365 days a year.
For me, condition is just the difference between being a little more sick or a little less sick; it never reached the level of good or bad.
‘Well, I should be fine.’
I figured if I mentioned it to my mother, she’d freak out saying I need to go to the hospital or get admitted to the ICU, so I just queued up.
It’s not like I felt extremely unwell—just a bit of a heavy head.
There’s no way something like my condition could stop me from reaching 1800 points.
[Game found!]
[Accept / Decline]
I clicked accept.