Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine

[9] Viral Sensation

The sky was still a light gray as Scott got on his bike and kicked it into gear. He let out a quiet groan, feeling his ribs ache with the movement, though the healing patch was starting to work.

The pain dulling.

He pedaled off toward school, his mind wandering as he rode through the streets. Part of him almost expected to see news vans parked outside the building because of what happened last night.

『Maybe I'll check it out later…』

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By the time Scott got to school, the courtyard was already full of students, some hurrying because they were late, others standing around in groups talking. He parked his bike and pulled his hoodie down over his head, keeping it low.

As he headed toward the entrance, bits of conversation drifted toward him.

"Did you see that clip last night?"

"Bro, no way that was real! He got blasted out of the building and survived?!"

"Bro, they're saying it wasn't even scripted! Like, it legit happened!"

"Dude, that vigilante's kinda insane…"

Scott couldn't help but smile to himself.

They were talking about him.

They had no idea, but they were talking about him.

When Scott walked into the building, the noise of conversations grew louder. A group of cute cheerleaders by the lockers were huddled around their phones, giggling and showing each other a video. One of them gasped as the clip replayed the moment Scott… well, the vigilante, crashed through the window.

"That's crazy! How did he not die?" she squealed.

"He's definitely got powers or something. No normal guy could walk away from that."

Scott's grin widened.

『Powers, huh? Not exactly.』

Scott walked down the hallway, weaving through groups of students, until he saw the big flat-screen TV on the wall. The school news was on, and a small crowd had gathered to watch it. He made his way to the back, crossing his arms, as the two student hosts chatted on-screen.

"Good morning, Westerfield High! I'm Mia, and this is Travis, and you're watching the Wildcat Weekly!"

"Big semester coming up, Mia. We've got the pep rally, homecoming, and—oh! Don't forget about the talent show!"

Travis spoke enthusiastically while calmly styling his hair with a gel and an afro comb.

Mia nodded, smiling brightly.

"Yep! Lots to look forward to. But first, we've gotta talk about something a little different today. Now, this isn't exactly school-related, but…"

She leaned in conspiratorially.

"Have you seen the video that went viral last night?"

The students in the hallway murmured excitedly, a few of them glancing at each other.

Travis pretended to be surprised.

"Oh, you mean that video? The one where some crazy vigilante took down a group of high-tech robbers?"

Mia grinned.

"Exactly! This guy—whoever he is—broke into a building, fought off a bunch of armed criminals, and then got blasted through a window! And get this… he survived! We're talking superhuman stuff, right?"

The camera cut to a grainy clip of Scott's fight, the moment he knocked out the first robber and then got hit with the pulse cannon. The crowd watching the TV oohed and aahed at the scene, some of them visibly wincing when Scott crashed through the glass.

A boy in front of Scott snickered. "Dude got yeeted."

His friend shook his head.

"Nah, that's not even the best part. He just walked away after that. Like, who is this guy?"

"A gigachad that's what!"

"For real tho!"

They bumped fists.

Scott leaned back against the wall, trying to suppress his smirk.

On-screen, Travis leaned back in his chair and adjusted his hair some more.

"Okay, real talk… does this guy have a name yet? Or are we sticking with 'that vigilante dude' for now?"

Mia shrugged.

"He hasn't said anything, so people are already throwing out suggestions. I saw someone call him 'Nightwatch' because of how he uses stealth."

Travis chuckled.

"I like it. Nightwatch's got a ring to it. But let's be real… he's probably just a one-time wonder. No way he shows up again."

Some students in the hallway nodded in agreement, while others argued back.

"Bro, no way! He's gonna be the next big thing!"

"Nah, if he was smart, he'd stay hidden. This is a one-off for sure."

As the debate raged on, Scott pushed away from the wall and adjusted the straps on his backpack.

He could feel eyes on him, but none of them knew.

Not yet, anyway.

Just as he was about to walk toward his first class, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey, Scott!"

He turned to see his friend, Jake, jogging over with a wide grin.

Given how fat Jake was, Scott couldn't believe he managed to jog for so long without collapsing.

"Yo, you hear about that vigilante guy? Dude's all anyone's talking about."

Jake adjusted his oversized spectacles.

"My chances of getting a girlfriend has dropped by a whooping 40%, tch! Can you imagine?"

Scott raised an eyebrow at this.

『Err, wasn't it already zero?』

Choosing to play dumb instead, he replied.

"Oh yeah? What's the big deal?"

Jake rolled his eyes. "Bro, he took down roughly five dudes in high-tech armor and lived to tell the tale! That's badass. I'd give anything to know who he is."

Scott shrugged. "Yeah… sounds cool, I guess."

Jake clapped him on the back. "If only he went to our school, huh? Imagine the fame! The GIRLS!"

Scott chuckled under his breath.

『If only you knew, man. If only you knew.』