NOVPUBWhat... did I just hear?
He said he could rest easy now?
Don’t tell me... after finishing his revenge...
“What are you talking about? You’ve still got plenty of life ahead of you.”
“Hm...?”
“You’ve got to live for your wife and your son too.”
Esteban looked confused—
Like he didn’t understand what I meant.
But then, as he processed my words, he burst out laughing.
“Pwahaha!!! My friend, no, no—that’s not it.”
“Huh?”
“Pffft... You’ve been watching too many movies.”
“???”
He wiped the corners of his eyes, pretending to clear away tears from laughter.
“My friend, I’m planning to live until I’m shitting my pants in a nursing home.
That way, when I meet my family in heaven—I can meet them proudly.”
“...Then what did you mean by resting easy...?”
“Heh... I applied for asylum in the U.S.
Once all this is over, I’m heading to America.”
My face burned red.
I’d accidentally cast him as some tragic suicide case—
All because of my own imagination.
‘Ah, fuck... that’s embarrassing.’
“Esteban, why not go back into politics here in Mexico?”
He shook his head.
There was a faint bitterness in his expression.
“I may talk about ‘the past’ now, but truth is—I was a corrupt politician too, taking bribes like the rest of them.”
“...So then, what are you planning to do in America?”
“I’m thinking of opening a quiet little café.”
“A café?”
“Yeah. Back in the day, when my wife ran a café, I used to help out now and then.”
“That actually sounds nice.
Come visit Korea sometime, okay?”
Once everything was wrapped up,
the unconscious Santiago was cuffed and dragged away by the agents.
“Hunter, we cleaned out Santiago’s training facility disguised as a resort...
but aside from the ledgers, there was nothing else there.”
I raised both hands and gave a who-knows shrug.
The agent chuckled.
“It’s fine. There was probably ‘nothing’ to begin with.”
He pretended not to notice my illegal loot.
For them, Santiago’s capture alone was a huge win.
“Still... even if you use what you found openly, there won’t be much of an issue.
Legally, in villain purges, all seized assets go to the Hunter who made the biggest contribution.”
“That’s a thing...?”
“Anyway, things are going to get noisy when you go back to Korea.”
“...?”
“The global news is already blowing up.
You just took down the boss of the Mexican cartel.”
A cartel boss that even the Mexican government couldn’t touch—
And an S-Rank Hunter from another country
completely wiped out his organization.
“If I may ask something personal... What do you plan to do with the assets you gained?”
That one—I’d already discussed with Lyla.
Money didn’t mean much to us.
“I’m thinking of... doing some charity work.”
“Charity work?”
“Yes. I’d like to help those who were harmed directly or indirectly by the cartel.”
“Oh... That’s quite meaningful.”
“It’s money stolen from them anyway.
Better to use it for something decent than blow it on random crap.”
I’d heard a lot about fraudulent nonprofits lately,
so if I went that route, I’d be micromanaging everything myself.
Or maybe I’d just set up my own foundation.
“Anyway... Thanks to you, Hunter, we were able to arrest him easily.”
“Well... it just kinda happened that way.”
“Thank you.”
We shook hands,
and Lyla and I headed out.
We’d been in Mexico long enough.
Time to head back to Korea.
[Posted by: anon]
[Title: What the fuck is this dude doing lately?]
[Content: (news screenshot) He didn’t go for vacation, he went for an arrest mission lol]
ㄴ lmfaoooooooooooo
ㄴ This guy’s every move is just legendary
ㄴ Wait seriously, it wasn’t a vacation trip??? 🤣
News of the Mexican Del Norte boss Santiago’s arrest spread like wildfire.
Cartels, gangs, yakuza, mafia—they’re a global problem.
But the fall of a cartel that operated at a near-national scale overnight?
That was insane.
[Posted by: anon]
[Title: Why Santiago got arrested]
[Content: (stream clip) Whole cartel collapsed over a stolen drone]
ㄴ LMAO if it were me, I’d have given that drone back with a reward note
ㄴ This is the ultimate butterfly effect, GoodLuck Edition
ㄴ Whole cartel died from one “Good Luck” comment LOL
While the online communities burned up,
Lyla and I calmly unpacked everything in our new home.
“Should we start the stream now?”
In our brand-new house,
with our brand-new studio,
I went live for the first time.
[zlSuperStrongHero: I’ve been through too much, seriously, I’m dying here]
[heyyy heyyy heyyy heyyy heyyy]
[you bastard!!!! that break was long as fuck!]
[the ice age... has ended...]
“Good to see you all again.”
The second I went live, the chat exploded with questions about what had happened in Mexico.
As a streamer, telling stories like this was basically part of the job.
So I explained things slowly and clearly—leaving out only the more extreme stuff.
[FeetWashedBySaintess donated 30,000 watts!] 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖
“Yup. There were tons of drugs.
Even had a submarine.”
[a fucking submarine lolllll]
[wait, they had tanks too?! that’s insane]
[HolyPowerPouch donated 30,000 watts!]
“...”
I was going to pretend I didn’t know what they were talking about.
But my mouth was itching.
Guess I really am turning into a clout-chasing streamer.
“I’m planning to use the money for some charity work.”
Everyone in chat seemed stunned.
Charity work—not some private indulgence?
“The ultimate flex move is actually charity.”
[True. Not everyone can pull that off...]
[Nowadays all these orgs are just embezzling lol]
[That shit always ends up in some exec’s back pocket hahaha]
“No, I’ll start the organization myself.”
I called out one of the viewers who’d been around since the early days.
It had been a while since I’d dragged someone into the Room of Truth.
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : ...?]
“Hey, didn’t you say you quit your job and were gonna volunteer?”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : No, that was only if we made a bet and...]
“You said you’d do it, either way.”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : That was only if you married the Saintess...]
“Did you say it or not?”
I hovered my mouse over the ban button.
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : ...I did.]
Good.
See how easy things are when you just tell the truth from the start?
“Wanna give it a try?”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : Huh? Me?]
“Yeah. I’ll set up the company—just try it.”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : ??? I’m just a regular office worker...]
“You’ve worked at a company before, haven’t you?”
[This dude’s fucking insane]
[You're the boss now LOL]
I didn’t have many connections,
and it was easier to just have someone I already knew run it.
A boss is basically someone who handles all the annoying shit for you, anyway.
“Oh, and of course...”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : ...Of course?]
“If you ever take bribes or embezzle anything... you’re fucking dead.”
[IAlwaysCarryMyResignationLetter : Understood...]
Still, I wouldn’t treat him like a dog.
If he’s gonna be the CEO, I’ll make sure he looks the part—gets treated properly.
“I’ll pay you a lot.
If you do well, I’ll match you up to a full-blown corporate CEO.”
[FeetOfTheHeroLicker : I’ll work like a fucking dog...]
“Mmh. That’s what I like to hear.”
[Hire me too, you bastard]
[I can bark better than anyone]
[Stop discriminating against viewers!!!]
Reading the chat, I thought—
When it’s time to hire actual employees, I could just pull from these people.
If Lyla was the one checking them over, we’d know for sure.
‘You don’t need a résumé to do charity work.’
All that mattered was whether someone was decent—
and willing to work hard.
🔻
After the stream ended, things started to get annoying every time we stepped outside.
As soon as word spread that I was starting a charity,
people I didn’t even know started showing up.
Thanks to the building’s security, none of them could get inside—
but they were always waiting just outside.
“Poor children can’t even afford menstrual products...”
“Would you consider helping stray dogs...”
“Children on the other side of the globe walk hours just for clean water...”
“Our foundation transparently allocates all funds for women’s relief...”
‘Jesus Christ, they’re annoying as hell.’
Fancy clothes. Fake-ass smiles.
One guy kept darting his eyes up and down, sizing up what I was wearing.
‘Looks like someone hoping for a fat payday...’
Guess I wasn’t the only one getting that vibe—Lyla looked uncomfortable too.
“I’m going to run the organization myself.”
Their faces twitched just slightly.
But they quickly switched back to their fake smiles—
Because if I’m running it personally, there’s no way for them to leech off it.
“Hunter, running an entire organization by yourself is no easy feat...”
“How about partnering with us as co-founders...”
“We can supply humanitarian goods at discounted rates...”
“Yeah, how about no. Get lost—I’ll handle it.”
I snapped, already exhausted.
Lyla and I turned and walked off.
As we passed by, one of them muttered ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) under their breath.
“Tch. Just using charity for clout... grabbing the money and running...”
I stopped for a second.
Then walked right on past.
Didn’t give a fuck.
“Fucking scumbags... just pissing me off.”
I could feel the stares behind my back—
blended with jealousy and resentment.
And then I heard it.
One of them pulling out their phone, making a call.
🔻
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