Heh. You, your face just turned red, didn’t it?
The street at 6 p.m. when the sunset is happening.
A silver-haired young girl walking under the golden light of the setting sun.
Although her face was covered with a mask, the sparkling white skin and blue eyes looked like a picture…
“Cough. Ugh. Ugh… Ugh…”
Ugh. Damn.
I sang just once, and my throat is in such a mess. Ever since TS, this one thing has gotten really bad.
After coughing for a while, the feeling of something stuck in my throat gradually disappeared.
I’m not sure if it really disappeared, so I slightly tensed my throat.
“Ugh… Hoo…”
Good. Did it finally stop?
Wearing a mask and acting like this made me the center of attention. The sickly girl concept is a bit common now. It was embarrassing.
“Hmm. Ah. Now it sounds fine.”
My voice was a bit hoarse, but it’s fine at this level.
Now, I have another destination, so I can’t let the customer think I brought a contagious disease.
Ah. The destination is Killognote’s house.
It’s time for the real-life collab we promised last time, and I already sent a message that I’d stop by after vocal training.
“Heh…”
It seems like my outfit is far from the strict dress code that Flying Cloud had said. But I think this is fun too.
I can see that stiff person getting flustered because of me. Every time I face a situation like this after TS, I feel exhilarated.
Am I a little bit mean?
“Ah. I’ve arrived!”
I stopped in front of a high-end apartment in Seoul.
It’s finally hitting me that once you pass a million subscribers, the money starts pouring in…
I stopped.
“Eh?”
What the hell? What about my money?
Now that I think about it, it’s strange.
Nanoka’s subscribers were more than Killognote’s…
She’s a VTuber from Hanalive, not just any place.
People making millions a day are everywhere in that place… and I was at the top…?
“Hah. Damn.”
When you solve one curiosity, two more appear. This is driving me crazy.
Where did the money go… This is a problem I can’t solve right now.
[Killlognote and Shirahana Yuki. Real-life collab today!]
I glanced at the reserved broadcast title and laughed.
Good. I’ve got someone to vent my frustration on.
I’ll seriously tease them.
“Something feels off.”
Shivers.
Doyoung, trembling and looking around.
He had been involved in all sorts of problems during his more than twenty years of life.
He’d once tried to stop two girls who were about to confess to him from fighting, and had a BB gun duel with a close friend who was getting destroyed in FPS (he won, of course).
However, I can guarantee.
A fellow broadcaster, especially a girl, had never come to his house.
“Hah.”
He quickly glanced at his outfit.
It was the standard outfit for a broadcaster: a white T-shirt and black shorts, after hearing the constant nagging from Flying Cloud.
Although Doyoung, who is often encouraged to model, looked pretty sharp in it, being a homebody, he never really noticed.
“It’s comfy.”
What mattered to him was mobility.
He was a guy who only cared about comfort and mobility when choosing clothes.
“I wonder when she’ll arrive.”
He glanced at the front door and then casually fiddled with the clean table.
If everything’s too tidy, it looks like he’s trying too hard, so he left it just slightly messy.
“Hah…”
Doyoung tried to calm his rapidly beating heart. He wasn’t crazy, but it was definitely pounding fast.
After all, he was a big, tough-looking guy, but he’d freeze up whenever a girl was involved.
“I’m glad I’ve been meeting with Flying Cloud for so long.”
He had gotten used to being with a beauty like Flying Cloud, and even though she was a bit intimidating and had a weird personality, she was extremely pretty.
“Yeah. Flying Cloud had acted in dramas… Even if she’s pretty, can she be more beautiful than an actress?”
While calming his heart, Doyoung took a deep breath.
His plan and thoughts couldn’t possibly have any variables.
He was a broadcaster, and a VTuber who doesn’t use a camera.
If the red pill is pretty, why would anyone choose to be a VTuber with a high entry barrier instead of just streaming and getting people to love them?
Of course, the profitability of VTubers is insane in the industry, but…
There are too many skills required from VTubers to expect everything, even the red pill.
Yeah. If she’s pretty, that’s a bit unfair.
Doyeong recalled the time when he first called Yuki “Craver Unnie.”
“Haha! It’s okay… okay. Hehe. You’ve got some interesting viewers, huh?”
Her seductive voice immediately charmed the viewers. Despite her clear and pure tone, the low tone she used when she woke up… that change…
“Ugh. Hmm.”
Anyway, she was talented in so many areas: voice, games, art… and if she was pretty too, that would be ridiculous.
Doyoung thought she couldn’t possibly be pretty as well.
Because he thought that way, he…
“Hello… I’m Shirahana Yuki, also known as Kang Suhyun…”
He couldn’t help but be shocked when he saw Suhyun timidly entering.
“…Why is she so pretty, too?”
Even though she came with all sorts of injustices…
Isn’t this a bit too much of a cheat?
Doyoung stood frozen in place, leaving the guest standing in the hallway for a long time.
“What’s this? You’re more of a dork than I thought…?”
Muttering to himself, Suhyun’s expression changed.
“Um… Are you just going to leave me standing here?”
Grinning.
Suhyun switched from the shy Suhyun mode to the cheeky Suhyun mode.
Her stuttering speech now had a playful tone.
“Ah. No.”
Doyeong, unaware that revealing his own embarrassment was his mistake, continued.
“Then you should guide me, right? Why are you waving your hand like that? Do you want me to leave as soon as I arrive?”
“No, that’s not it. Well, first… the broadcast room…”
Doyoung had already lost from the very start.
Suhyun gently stepped into the broadcast room.
There was something about it, since it was a famous broadcaster’s place, that made it feel like it should be treated carefully.
“Oooh.”
Suhyun shifted her gaze around and looked over the room.
The larger the room, the more the amount of soundproofing material wrapped around the entire room.
A top-spec computer was glowing brightly and whirring away, while strangely shaped monitors—three of them—were set up.
Not only that, but there was a white air conditioner inside, and various FPS game merchandise adorned the walls.
For some reason, there was just one cup tipped over on the table, but the room was clean enough that it didn’t matter.
Additionally, the room had plenty of interesting things to look at, making it a satisfying place for a guest.
Among them, what caught Suhyun’s eye was…
“Oooh! This! Isn’t this the limited-edition A-Class Legend merchandise? The one released for the anime?”
It was a life-sized Craver .50 caliber sniper rifle figurine.
It had such beautiful quality, and although she had wanted to get it, she had refrained because there was only one available in the country.
“It was with you, Doyoung?”
“Ah. Yes. That… I’m the spokesperson, so.”
“Heh.”
Suhyun, walking around the room with a lighthearted pace, let out a small laugh.
A scent of lilac and strawberry began to fill the previously scentless room.
“…Hah.”
Doyoung’s body slowly stiffened.
He had never imagined she could be more beautiful than Flying Cloud.
“Alright. We should start the broadcast soon. You’ve been stopping suddenly since earlier. Is something wrong?”
Suhyun, with a smug smile.
Her confident and composed laughter was so pretty.
“…Yeah. Let’s get started quickly.”
Doyoung thought he should forget about it by playing the game.
Clunk!
“…!!!”
Doyoung, sitting silently on the wooden chair in front of the table that had been prepared earlier, screamed silently.
He was used to sitting on his expensive gaming chair, so the hard wood felt like a direct hit on his spine, making him feel like he was going through chiropractic pain.
“Oooh. As expected, big companies.”
Suhyun, sitting on the plush gaming chair beside him, didn’t notice it at all.
Perhaps she purposely pretended not to see it.
Zing—
Suhyun alternated her gaze between the two high-spec computers spinning in a rainbow-colored circle.
Soon, Suhyun looked at Doyoung with eyes full of curiosity.
“Do you always have two computers?”
“Ah. Yeah. I used to use them when I teamed up with other streamers.”
“Oooh…”
Without realizing it, Doyoung answered casually, unknowingly fueling the fantasy of a man’s (not his) dreams.
Suhyun’s eyes sparkled. The moment she decided what she would do with her money, her fantasy was set.
Of course, Doyoung didn’t exactly encourage Suhyun’s imagination to continue.
Click.
“Alright. Hello, everyone. This is Killlognote.”
Woaaa!
- Who is the beautiful avatar next to you?
- I see a woman fluttering next to you!
- Wow, Yuki-chan is so cute! She’s finally on Doyoung’s stream!!!
“Haha. Yes~. It’s Yuki~.”
While Suhyun smiled and broadcasted, Doyoung glanced at her quietly.
At first, she was timid, then playful in the middle, and now, seeing her as innocent, Doyoung was a bit stunned.
But Doyoung was a professional broadcaster.
Even if the person next to him was an ultra-beautiful silver-haired, blue-eyed girl, he could handle it smoothly.
“Yes. Today, we’ll have a real-life collab with Yuki.”
- Damn, I’m so jealous.
- Yuki, my horns hurt… Yuki, my horns hurt… Yuki, my horns hurt… Yuki, my horns hurt… Yuki, my horns hurt…
- Is she a virgin…?
- Why can’t I do a real-life collab with Yuki?
“Don’t worry, this isn’t a ‘We Got Married’ content, so relax.”
Doyeong thought to himself that there was no way a girl like this would actually be without a boyfriend.
Of course, even if she didn’t have one, he didn’t have the courage to make a move.
“Yes. Today, we’ll do a Q&A and a game collab. Snowflake fans, please stop having convulsions~.”
- Seriously, Snowflakes are pathetic;;
- Yuki gets to decide the fan name, no need to complain…
- But this feels like early 2000s broadcast vibes.
- Why is the name Japanese, but the fan name…
Doyeong was a bit surprised when he saw how the new broadcaster, despite just starting, instantly quieted the chaotic chat.
He had heard that in the main country, even experienced broadcasters sometimes work with rookies.
Could she be one of those?
“Yes. First, we’ll do a Q&A. These are questions purely related to Yuki, not overlapping with what she did on LumiLive.”
Swoosh. In other words.
As Doyeong flipped through the papers, he searched for usable questions.
Flying Cloud had told him to read all of them, but there were some questions that were too embarrassing to read out loud.
It would have been fine in a call, but reading it face-to-face was awkward, to say the least.
Doyoung, being someone who couldn’t flatter anyone, found it especially hard.
“First question. Why does your voice sound so good…”
In the end, he had to read it, but still.
Doyoung was terrified of Flying Cloud’s left hook.
“Did you write this question yourself?”
“Then why would I be reading it like this…”
- Hahaha.
- Ah, this is the broadcaster’s vibe, hehe.
- Flying Cloud… truly the GOAT of broadcasting…
Doyoung let out a sigh instead of a cigarette.
Watching him, Suhyun smiled softly and answered.
“Ah. Right now, it’s… a bit bad. It used to be better.”
- 0/?
- If this is bad, were you a voice actor before?
- Whoa.
- Haha, I knew it.
“No, it’s not like that… My vocal cords aren’t doing well. I get hoarse quickly, so it’s probably because of that.”
- Oh…
- The guys who were laughing, come out now.
- Get well soonㅠㅠ
“…I see.”
Doyoung was a bit taken aback. This was the first time he had experienced such a gloomy atmosphere.
It was a complete contrast to his usual calm broadcasts.
“Yes. The next question is…”
Flipping the paper quickly, Doyoung searched for a lighthearted question.
He needed a game-changer question.
Yeah. Something to lift this downbeat mood…
“What color are your panties today… Ah.”
“Excuse me?”
- Whoa.
- The buffalo is going crazy!
- That’s not buffalo level, that’s sexual harassment, you crazy person.
- Doyoung, goodbye… The record of no controversy is finally broken…
Ugh, idiot.
Sexual harassment.