Every Bastard Who Says Money Isn’t Everything Is a Scammer

Hidden reward.

I quietly placed my hand on the chest.

Creak—

A gacha-pull-like presentation played out before me.

The enormous chest creaked open slowly, and a dazzling light poured out from within.

"Are you the one who awakened us?"

Three angels... emerged from the hidden boss's chest.

"How cliché."

She twitched an eyebrow, sighed, and gestured to the other angels.

They soon drew their weapons and took up their stances.

"I am Mika, Angel of the Sword."

"I am Riel, Angel of Protection."

"I am Uri, Angel of Healing."

'Michael, Gabriel, and Uriel.'

"God has decreed that the soul of one of us will inhabit whoever defeats the child born from this devil's egg. Though we have but a single physical form, our souls cannot inhabit everyone."

They each pointed their weapons at me.

"Choose one of us, and our soul will inhabit you."

Let's think about this simply.

Attack, defense, and healing. It was basically like receiving the blessing of one of those three.

Ivan was good at both attacking and defending, so maybe I should choose the angel of healing?

But Mika's breasts were enormous. If I slowly zoomed in on them while streaming, wouldn't that boost my viewership or views?

On top of that, this was such a huge event that it was important to upload an edited video rather than just the full stream.

For the thumbnail, I could zoom in on the three angels' breasts, with me in the middle, chin in hand, looking like I was deliberating...

Shouldn't I choose Mika here?

I raised my hand and placed it on her breast.

"W-what are you doing!"

She hurriedly slapped my hand away and covered her chest.

"Hey, you're going to inhabit me soon anyway. Can't I touch them?"

"Are you insane...? Ah. You're not a good fit for me."

'Hard.'

A muscular chest.

Then, obviously...

"I'll go with Uri."

Her arms, abdomen, and legs were all free of muscle; her body was soft and pliant. Her flesh must be soft, without a single callus.

"Khehe, Mommy~"

I grabbed her and rubbed my face against her.

"Why?"

Mika and Riel were looking at me with disgust.

Then, a message appeared before my eyes in the field, accompanied by a loud trumpet blast.

[Sam-ban has become the second person to clear the hidden boss on the Trail!]

Soon after, he too was teleported over to me.

"Oh, we meet again."

He had a deep, polished voice so sexy even a man would find it appealing.

"Ah, hello."

Just hearing his voice made me feel inferior. I imagined he was a popular, tall, well-proportioned, big-handed, slightly tanned, good-natured, handsome fucking alpha male in real life.

"W-why are you staring at me like that?"

"Ah... no!"

Fuck. I'd instinctively let my inferiority complex show.

Anyway, he looked carefully at the two of them, then chose Mika.

"Oh? Is there a reason you chose Mika?"

He looked upward, seeming to ponder it, then burst out laughing.

"Muscular women are my type."

Sam-ban's customization was quite impressive, and Mika's face flushed at his words.

"W-what nonsense! I am an emissary of God!"

"All right, all right, I get it. Well then, see you later, Ms. Jia."

"Ah... yes."

Then he disappeared into a distant portal. I watched him quietly for a while, then took Uri outside the field.

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"Waaah~ I'm jealous!!!"

Soran hugged me, whining in a tearful voice.

"I want to fight a hidden boss too! I want to beat one and meet a cool angel older sister and play with her a ton..."

"If you're jealous, why didn't you go with Romantic Ivan?"

"Aww! I really should have!!"

I turned and looked at Sahyang.

She quietly lowered her head and muttered, seeming to calculate something.

"...Ms. Sahyang?"

I called her, but she seemed not to hear me, simply focusing on her calculations.

"Ms. Sahyang!"

I tapped her shoulder as I spoke, and she jumped in surprise and looked at me.

"Ah, sorry, Jia. I was focusing on something else for a moment..."

She scratched the back of her head with an awkward expression as she spoke to me.

Her behavior seemed strange, and I felt something was off, but for now I simply watched her as she acted like nothing was wrong.

"By the way, what reward did you get?! You beat the hidden boss, so it must've been an amazing reward, right?"

"Uh... first, my level went up by about eight, to 18."

"Whoa... by eight? That's incredible... But is that all?"

I grinned and tried to show her something, but then realized something was off.

"How do I summon her?"

I racked my brain for ideas.

A weapon? But no weapon had appeared in my inventory.

Just say, Come out? But from what I'd seen earlier, they all had their own personalities. Would they come out if I just called their names disrespectfully?

"Ahem, just a moment."

I cleared my throat, then moved the camera behind Soran and Sahyang, who were watching me.

"Phew..."

If the method I'd thought of was wrong, I'd be so embarrassed I'd probably take three days off streaming.

"Ahem, then I'll do it."

I quietly breathed and composed myself, then opened my eyes wide and looked at them.

"Michael, and Raphael, and Gabriel. You, the archangel who stands as their equal, bearer of that beautiful name. I, who have slain the hidden seed of the devil, have made a pact with you, so answer my call. Uriel!"

I flung my arms wide and called for her.

Please appear.

I anxiously waited for her to appear.

Fwoom—

With a dazzling light, she appeared behind me.

"Did you call, contractor?"

I looked at her, breathing an inward sigh of relief.

Then she winked, as if to say that wasn't the original incantation.

"Thank you..."

"Don't mention it."

I whispered to her.

Then I turned and glanced at the other two. Sahyang was staring at me with her mouth shaped like an O, looking impressed, while Soran was so amazed she had her mouth hanging wide open.

"A-am..."

"Am?"

"Amazing-!!!!!"

Soran ran up to me, kneading my face as if it were clay, and marveled.

"Wow, so this is an angel... She's really beautiful. Wow, now I get why people call beautiful people angels!"

"Calm down for a second, Ms. Soran. It's getting late."

She showed us the clock.

How had time flown by so quickly when we hadn't even done much? It was already one o'clock.

"Ah, you're right. Then let's end it here for now..."

"All right. See you tomorrow morning."

I felt oddly deflated.

Today, I beat a hidden boss and met an angel. I made a contract with an angel and also met Sam-ban, a famous Ivan streamer.

Twitch viewer count surpassed 8,000.

And to think all of this happened in a single day.

"Graaah..."

My back was throbbing.

Maybe I'd overdone it today; my whole body was aching, and even my head was starting to pound.

"Aaaagh..."

There's a line Uncle Ben said in Spider-Man.

'With great power comes great responsibility.'

And that had transformed into a new line for me.

'With great money comes a great price.'

Day 35 of streaming.

Average viewers: 5,618

Followers: 965

Streaming time: 8 hours 18 minutes

Unique viewers: 13,676

And the total donations so far.

2,142,128 won.

"Who says getting paid doesn't make hard work worth it?! Fuck!!!!! Money's the best, money's the best~"

Despite being in pain, I danced around in a daze of joy as I looked at the money.

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Meanwhile, at Sahyang's house.

"Yaaawn... Is there anything to drink?"

Sahyang's editor, Kang Shinwoo, came out of his room, scratching his stomach.

He shared a house with Sahyang, but they were absolutely not romantically involved.

Even Sahyang didn't like him, and he didn't like her either.

They were just business associates, but given the nature of a female streamer and her editor, they couldn't let anyone find out about their relationship.

Scratching his stomach as he looked around the fridge, he took out the cola Sahyang had bought for herself and bumped the fridge door shut with his butt.

"Put that down."

"Gah, shit!"

He was so startled he nearly dropped the bottle of cola he was holding.

Sahyang was sitting at her desk, writing something.

"W-what? Hey, it's three-thirty in the morning. You're not asleep...?"

"Why would I sleep? Does sleeping make money? I'm analyzing YouTube right now."

Shinwoo sighed as he looked at her.

"Yeah, that's what I liked about you, so I became your editor. So what are you analyzing?"

"Lee Jia."

He tilted his head, then nodded as if he'd remembered something.

"Her growth has been insane lately, that's for sure."

"It's not just growth; she's been incredibly lucky. Sure, when luck kicked in, she ran like crazy, like she had an Arc Reactor motor attached to her... but she's way too lucky."

"Yeah, that's true. Out of all those characters, it had to be Ivan; out of all those fields, the Trail that Lee Jia could enter; out of all those actions, swinging a sword; and out of all those people, she had to be the one who did it."

"It's strange."

"Very."

She sighed and pressed her palm against her eyes.

"Can we keep her around? It's a little scary."

He sat on the desk and looked down at her.

"Then should we get things moving?"

"What?"

"A collab."