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[Livestream Starts!]

As soon as he started the stream, the viewers who were waiting for him to return immediately typed in the chat.

— Oooh, he returned!

— Finally! He's an hour late from usual. I thought he wouldn't stream today

— Breeze, are you okay? Is the problem solved yet?

— Glad to see you

— Are you okay?

[CreamySugar has donated 200 diamonds!]

[Glad to see you stream again. Twice a day, a blessing!]

[LovelyOtter has donated 500 diamonds!]

[I am so worried about the last word you said before ending the stream. Is everything fine?]

"Yo, guys! I am back! Thanks for the donation, CreamySugar and LovelyOtter. Yeah, I am fine. Someone from Biozone just contacted me to have a meeting. There is no trouble whatsoever as we only talk about something briefly."

Calming the chat down was pretty easy as he showed his smile. There were various questions as to why he suddenly logged out, but he didn't talk about it and only smirked.

"You will know soon." He said. "Anyway, let's get into the game. I will play 3 times this time and get to know my Tier. Playing as a police is fine, but I want to be thieves again."

— You being a police officer is cheating!

— lololol, the police are faster than the thieves. "I AM SPEED!!!"

— A petition to ban Breeze from being a police officer. Reason: he didn't say "STOP!" and just showed up like a ghost

— No one will want you to play the police anymore after the last game lmao

— Go go, I am curious what Tier you get

"I will get Tier 2 immediately." He grinned smugly and started the matchmaking.

He found the match easily, and the map was the museum. This time, his role was as a thief, just like he hoped to.

Fortunately, no one looked down on him at the game, and they could escape easily from the police, who apparently had a troll between them. The eighth placement match went easier than he thought, but it wasn't as fun as the other seven.

The ninth placement match was better. The map was a bigger beach house, and he became a police officer this time.

"Hello!"

"Hehe, let's play together!"

"H-Hello, let's have fun."

"I want to win, let's goo!!"

Two of his teammates were girls. It was rare to see them playing Midnight Heist. The male and female ratio that played this game was around 7:3. Max hadn't yet teamed up with one. Though it seemed like his enemy from previous rounds had two girls with them.

"Good luck, and have fun."

Just like usual, he wished his teammates good luck. But… this time, the reaction was more varied for some reason.

"Hehehe, good luck to you too! Ah, I am PeachyCute. Nice to meet you!"

"Your name is Breeze? I am PrettyHoney! Nice to meet you!"

The other two guys in the team were kind of ignored as the two girls got close to him. As a result, they were glaring at him with a death stare. Glancing at them, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

'Don't stare at me like that, dude. I did nothing at all.' He stepped back all the way with his hands raised, trying his best not to touch them.

Just like his two teammates, the chat also exploded in its own way.

— Bishes! Get away from Breeze!

— Note their names. We will drag them face into the mud! How dare they get close to him!

— With a face that's worse than a dishwasher they try to act cute in front of him?

— Even Vice-Leader Otter holds herself back! They are dead! DEAD!

— Naaah, Breeze is violated by girls. This is new

— He's so polite that he raises his hands.

— No, he's so repulsed to even touch them, I believe.

They didn't mock Breeze but the girls who dared to act flirty with him. Everyone in the chat already knew about his personality and that he was forever maidenless. There was no way he would act nicely to a girl!

Another reason was that some of them already shipped him with another person. Though, that was a secret that he didn't know.

Thankfully, before the situation worsened and he was pushed to the wall, the game had started, and he was teleported away. He appeared on the second party floor with a guy teammate.

"Phew… I am safe." Max muttered.

The guy seemed to hear him and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't play around, dude." He said, "Girls are temporary. Rank is forever. If you don't take this seriously, I will report it."

With that, the guy left. Max looked at him in confusion but then let out another sigh.

"It's hard to be popular…"

— There he goes again, the humblebrag.

— Usually I'd be pissed, but I will let him go this time

— Popular among ladies… If the girls before can be called one.

"Guys, it's not nice calling people ugly." He said, and that was what he truly believed. "But well, I am hated by two of my teammates because of those girls, so screw them. I will just play normall–"

"Ah! There he is."

"Hyaa! Let's find the thieves together!"

From the distance, two voices belonging to his teammates rang loudly upon seeing him. They raised their pitch to sound cute, but it became just annoying for him.

"I retract my statement. Fck them! I want to play, dammit."

Saying so, he jumped over the stairs and went to the first floor. It seemed like it was his fate to meet a troll when he enjoyed playing a game.

— I think they are the trolls from the previous game

— Unlucky… A troll in a ranked match

— I think they are more like 'annoying players' than trolls.

— That's not important.

— He's running away from them as if they are disgusting lol

— I bet he's gonna get into a drama again. However, it's unimportant because they bother him, and he doesn't do anything but run.

The game continued with the girls trying to get to know Max. He did his best to catch the thieves with his other teammates, who finally understood the situation.

In the end, they lost because the girls didn't play seriously. They reported them, though Max felt bitter for losing his first placement match.

He wanted to curse so badly, but he held himself back. He was a better man, he told himself.

Then, his tenth game arrived. The map was an underground vault, and he became a thief.

There was a girl on his team, but she didn't act flirty like the two from earlier, which was something he appreciated. He found out that he couldn't really handle flirty girls whose sense of private space was butchered from their brains.

Unexpectedly, the teamwork was pretty solid. The girl wore a crow mask, allowing her to use an ability to glide in the air for a few seconds. And because the target was higher, she could easily escape to the getaway boat.

Only two people, Max and the girl, escaped safely as the others sacrificed themselves to stop the police. They appeared on the boat after the successful escape notification appeared.

"Good job, everyone!"

"Great job!"

Max replied to them half-heartedly. He didn't focus on his teammate anymore as he chose to read the message that appeared in front of him.

— What's your Tier?!

— Is it Tier 5? Or Tier 4?

— Could it be… Tier 5?!

— Tell us! Check your profile.

[Escape successful!]

[Target secured.]

[The MVP of this match: BirdieMoon.]

[…]

[680 Dinar has been received.]

There was no notification about his Tier. He was returned to the bar he was in. Upon reading the chat, he realized that he needed to open the menu to know his Tier.

And he did that. Written above the ranked match button was his Tier. It glowed brightly, changing the '?' mark with something else.

When the light was gone, it was written clearly.

[Tier…]