Chapter 101: Molster Call

It wasn’t as easy as I thought.

Well, nothing in this world is easy, I suppose.

There’s no such thing as a perfect human.

When a person’s values become solidified in the wrong direction, that becomes prejudice, and it seems I, too, had prejudices without realizing it.

Watching people get paid just for dancing, singing, or simply smiling in front of a camera with a pretty face.

Ah, I thought they were really living life easily, getting something for nothing.

A life where they gain favor and are admired by people just because they are pretty or handsome.

Some people might find that easy, but I’m realizing in real-time, right here, that I’m not one of them.

[GET YOUR HANDS AWAY@@@@@@@]
[DON’T COVER YOUR FACE DON’T COVER YOUR FACE DON’T COVER YOUR FACE DON’T COVER YOUR FACE DON’T COVER YOUR FACE DON’T COVER YOUR FACE]
[ZOOM IN THE CAMERA A BIT MORE]

It’s impossible not to be conscious of it.

The pressure of how my appearance is being perceived in real-time is immense.

When I covered my face out of embarrassment, the reaction from people was incredibly fierce.

As soon as I removed my small hand covering my face, satisfying reactions came pouring in again.

[Wow, even when she covers her face with her palm, there’s still hand left over]
[Her hands are small too ㅋㅋ If it were a guy’s hand, it’d probably cover her whole face with one hand Really]
[Why is her skin so pale;; It’s so different from what I imagined]

I guess the primary problem is that I’m embarrassed.

I couldn’t stand the evaluations and gazes on her exposed body parts, including her face, that were flying in real-time.

If it were the early days after becoming this body, I could have ignored it, thinking, ‘It’s not even my body, so who cares?’

But now that I’m completely used to this body, I felt a burning sensation with every compliment.

‘Isn’t this enough?’

I felt my face flushing and was about to turn off the camera again.

[KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEK]
[CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON]

[ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING? ARE YOU KIDDING?]

“Calm down, calm down everyone.”

…It was a scene of collective madness.

Even with the slow mode on the chat, it’s still like this.

What could have made them like this?

It’s just chatting beyond the keyboard, where no sound can be heard.

I couldn’t understand why I was hearing animalistic noises.

Am I hearing things?

With tears in my eyes, I turned the camera back on.

“Ugh…”

My mind goes blank.

I can’t remember any of the words and plans I had prepared.

Of course, I wouldn’t be able to remember. I’ve always been reluctant to stand in front of others and never even given a presentation before.

In the first place, I was able to attempt broadcasting because the prerequisite of no-cam was met.

I took a special measure.

I reduced the size of the camera screen, which had been taking up about 70% of the screen.

The size of the screen, which was pushed into the corner, was reduced to almost a square shape.

It was a camera size setting to simply announce my presence, saying, ‘I’m here,’ rather than making the camera broadcast the main focus.

“I feel like I can breathe now…”

I feel like I can finally breathe a little.

Now that my face has been verified to this extent, I should go with this setting.

It was a kind of compromise to satisfy the viewers’ needs to some extent and proceed with the broadcast smoothly.

However, regardless of her intentions, the chat window was just burning up again.

“I won’t be going pro for now. After actually experiencing it, it’s too different from what I imagined.”

The situation has calmed down to some extent.

The viewers who had been complaining about the reduced camera screen had decided to accept the situation.

Because Mollru’s amount of commentary after the camera screen was reduced had noticeably increased.

The Mollru who first appeared on screen was too quiet, except when she was verifying that she was the Titan Underrock girl who had appeared in the community.

Even less commentary than in the early days of broadcasting.

Of course, it was a rare sight to see Mollru quietly blushing and avoiding eye contact from time to time.

But they wanted to know.

More about Mollru as a person.

The identity of the veiled person with no revealed information is bound to be curious.

Especially if the fragment of that is this kind of appearance.

And decisively.

[You can just zoom in on the camera screen, you b*tches ㅋㅋ]

One sage greatly solved the viewers’ concerns.

It was good for Mollru because she didn’t feel pressured, and it was good for the viewers because they could watch Mollru’s face and listen to her story, making it a win-win situation.

“It’s true that I went to Titan for an entry test. The photo was probably taken then too. I don’t know who took it, though.”

Mollru, who was telling the story in a calm voice, was no different from usual.

There was a difference.

With the presence of the camera, viewers were able to see what kind of expressions Mollru made when she spoke.

‘She slightly raises the corners of her lips when she says this kind of thing, and she slightly furrows her brow when she says this kind of thing.’

Because her tone and voice were so even and calm, people thought she was an unemotional and composed person.

Some people disliked Mollru, saying that she was good at the game, had big breasts, and had a nice voice, but that her voice didn’t have a soul and that she was like a robot.

But now, the woman with the small, moving mouth had emotions in every expression she made when she spoke, even though her tone was as flat as usual.

This was a big change for the viewers who had been watching the broadcast.

[Entering Nirvana]
[Good…]
[I’m just lying down and watching the broadcast, and I feel good. Is this love…?]
[Ah ㅋㅋ Just looking at the gallery master’s face brings peace to my heart]
[The salvation of fifty million Moll-boos, just goat]
[ㄹㅇ ㅋㅋ This is life and this is s*x]
[I lost my virginity today]

Mollru seemed burdened by these reactions and mumbled, slightly lowering her head.

“Why are you guys like this… It wasn’t usually like this.”

The level of doting is too much.

Mollru didn’t know.

That the more sensitive she was to it, the more the viewers would rejoice and the more extreme they would become to see her reaction again.

It was a phenomenon like a Möbius strip.

[What’s with the Gallery Master’s kawaii move?]
[Cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute]
[Her being embarrassed is Really so hot;;]
[If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to stand it]
[God exists and her name is Mollru]
[How can a person be like this?]
[You’re so pretty, unnie ㅠㅠ]

“Really…”

Mollru, as if she had finally grasped the viewers’ behavior patterns, shook her head.

She forced her facial expressions to be emotionless and tried not to show any signs of embarrassment.

Of course, even that made the viewers go wild.

<Mollhwang just donated 100000 won!>
-Please keep telling the story, so are you not making your pro debut?

If you have a liking for that person, even trivial stories sound interesting.

Moreover, Mollru’s story was by no means trivial.

A story that intersects two topics that anyone interested in the broadcasting and esports industries would be curious about.

“Ah, yes. I did well on the test, but it seems that the direction the club is aiming for is different from mine.”

[??? What did the club say?]
[Did they say they wouldn’t give her money?]
[Isn’t Mollru an S-class commodity? There’s no way they wouldn’t pay her well]

“That’s, well…”

The story slowly flowed from Mollru’s mouth.

She wanted to be a pro gamer, but it seems that the club owner wanted an entertainer.

External activities that he requested, such as filming once every quarter. On the other hand, she just wanted to play games.

“We just didn’t match. I just liked playing games. I guess the club owner needed a star to promote the team.”

Mollru, who was just calmly telling the facts, seemed to feel a faint sadness.

At least, that’s what the viewers felt.

[Who’s the club owner, that b*stard ㅋㅋ Trying to die]
[‘Titan Underrock club owner Park Kyung-Tae’ <<]
[Park Kyung-Tae, is that you again?]
[Isn’t he the guy who told Bigxi to film an ad last time?]
[ㅇㅇ That’s why Bigxi left Titan]
[If you need a figurehead, hire an entertainer ㅋㅋ Why do that to someone who wants to be a pro gamer?]
[Kyung-Tae… needs to be taught a lesson, right?]
[This is a bit infuriating]
[Do you think fifty million Moll-ddookies are a joke?]

Some chats defending club owner Park Kyung-Tae, saying that Mollru’s face is worth coveting, occasionally appeared in the chat window, but they were all buried by the overwhelming firepower.

Mollru’s fan base is rumored to be highly loyal.

Today was a day when that fan base was bound to become even thicker.

And on such a day, they heard a story that Mollru’s fans could never ignore.

[I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it…]
[This is going to require a long email, right?]
[I’m a current reporter and I’ll write a generous article ^^]
[A jobless, unemployed Moll-boo (27) in his room called Titan’s front desk to protest]
[Ah ㅋㅋ I’m going in too]
[If we’re going to do it, we should all do it together]
[But if we do this wrong, won’t the gallery master get cursed at?]
[Who cares ㅋㅋ It’s obvious that they were the ones who did wrong first]
[But Mollru-nim might not like it]

The number of viewers had already exceeded 30,000 and was approaching 40,000.

Most of them were waiting for just one word from Mollru.

One small signal-like word, such as Mollster call launch, sortie, or departure.

“Seriously… What are you all trying to make me say.”

[I want to see Mollru saying embarrassing things]
[Honestly, the gallery master is also angry, ㅇㅈ?]
[ㅋㅋ She’s a woman who’s serious about the game, so of course she’s pissed]
[So, should we go in? Or not?]
[Launch?]

“Well… I was definitely disappointed. I came here to play games, but they told me to film or something.

They said my face was a waste… They said scary things, like don’t even think about getting a foothold in the gaming industry.”

Mollru pretended not to know.

She expressed her feelings that day by vaguely talking around it, as if she couldn’t directly say it.

[Understood ^^]
[Let’s go~]
[Launch!]

However, it seemed that was enough, and the chat window rippled like a fierce wave.