Chapter 25: Is this person not planning to be good at broadcasting?

After finishing the workout, I decided to return home and take a shower.

There are four bathrooms, so we could each shower separately, but Seolyun kept whining, saying she wanted to bathe together.

“I want to take a bath with you!”

“Even if the bathtub is large, isn’t it a bit strange for two grown adults to share the same tub?”

“Seolyun is lonely! Please bathe with me! Wuwu!”

The way she pouted was so unbearably cute that I couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

I started by filling the tub with water for the tasks that would take a little longer, and we began brushing each other’s hair.

Once our hair was done, I tied it up out of the water, making a hair bun, and put on a headband to keep my hair out of the way while washing my face.

Hair in hot water can get damaged or break, so I had to be careful.

The human body is fragile, after all.

“Your bunny ears headband is so cute!”

“Yeah.”

I had put a wire into the headband to shape it like bunny ears.

Why should even a headband worn just to wash my face be cute?

The psychology of women is still a mystery to me.

If Seolyun was a perfect model student,

I’d probably be a failing student with a score below 10.

“I’ll wash your back!”

While showering, Seolyun took the shower puff from my hands and started washing my back.

Maybe this is one of the advantages of showering together,

like helping each other with hard-to-reach spots.

“Then, I’ll wash yours too.”

I grabbed Seolyun’s shower puff and started washing her back, and suddenly, I had a thought.

There’s a common story in books,

about a son who was surprised to see how small his father’s back looked.

Seeing Seolyun’s back, I…

“Seolyun’s back is huge!”

To be more precise, I was just too small.

Everything is relative.

Seolyun is just tall for a woman, but in a man’s arms, she would fit perfectly, a feminine size.

If I thought her back was wide, it’s probably because I’ve become so small.

The tub was almost filled, and Seolyun, having rinsed off, entered the bathtub first.

“Hurry up and come.”

She was lonely.

Was she lonely?

I started thinking about the past.

After finishing school and academy, when I’d return home,

even though it was nearly midnight, my family was never home.

My parents were at the hospital.

I wanted to see my sick sibling as much as I could.

On the dining table, there was just the dinner left by the housekeeper,

cold and growing colder.

Actually, that was a lie.

The house was warm, so the food wouldn’t have gotten cold.

It was just at a lukewarm temperature.

The food could be reheated, but my heart couldn’t.

If someone asked me if I resented my sick sibling, I’d find it hard to speak.

Luckily,

no one asked.

Now, my sibling is healthy and a reliable daughter.

The only one who worries my mom now is my eldest sister, who suddenly became a recluse.

The bathtub smelled of a fragrant bath product.

I’d never bought something like that, so when did they get it?

“Don’t worry too much, or feel burdened.”

Seolyun grabbed my hand as I got into the tub, intertwining our fingers.

“I’ll take care of mom. I’ll be the good daughter.”

“If everyone only cares about Seolyoung, that’s fine.

She’s sick, so it’s natural for her to get more attention.

I’m the eldest son, the adult, so I’ll handle everything on my own.

I’ll do well in exams, attend school properly, and not cause trouble.”

That eldest son, who once did all that, I guess my mom couldn’t bear seeing me so broken.

I fought with my mom and left home to live independently.

Although I live in a house my dad bought, it’s not really my place to complain.

I can’t work in society anymore.

All the men like me, and all the women hate me,

so I can’t bear to watch them confess, reject me, and then talk badly behind my back.

I couldn’t stand the malicious gossip and became the most beautiful defective product in the world.

But if Seolyoung became healthy, I should be grateful for that.

My beloved younger sibling.

“Live however you want, do what you want.”

The bath was so warm that the heat from our hands barely lingered.

But the feeling was definitely transmitted.

“I will always support you.”

“I… I want to try doing a broadcast, you know, on the internet. That way, I won’t have to face people directly. Yeah.”

In truth, since the moment I was caught being a girl, I honestly just wanted to quit and run away!

But, but…

If I did that, I’d never be able to live with my head held high.

“What if a stalker shows up!?”

“I’ll just use my voice and not show my face, so don’t worry.”

“Is it like a radio?”

Seolyun still doesn’t know that I’m amazing at gaming.

She’s always been in the hospital, so there’s never been an opportunity to show her.

Even if I told her I was good at some obscure hipster game like Magical Fight, no one would recognize it.

My younger sibling is so sweet, so she’d probably praise me and laugh, heh heh.

But that makes my heart hurt even more.

It feels a little like being stepped on.

“Give me the broadcast link! I’ll go support you every day!”

“No, not yet. I’m too embarrassed since I’m still small. If it goes well, I’ll let you know. If it goes well.”

That’s a lie.

On the second day of broadcasting, I had more than 4,000 viewers,

and when I checked, Wild’s broadcast had over 10,000 views.

But I can’t show my stream to my sister.

If I did, I’d be so embarrassed, I think I’d die.

“I have to keep pretending I’m not doing well. Just pretending. Only pretending.”

Won’t that just worry my sister even more?

There’s a huge difference between someone who keeps failing and someone who does nothing at all.

Or maybe not.

“You’ll definitely do well.”

Seolyun’s determined gaze was piercing.

On the day of the incident, I didn’t properly finish the clarification broadcast and just ran away.

When the ban was lifted, I just abandoned all greetings and ended the stream.

After that, I received a ton of messages from Wild, Victory, and a few old clan members who were in the same voice chat channel.

But I haven’t replied to any of them.

Honestly, I don’t even know what to say.

“Is this the right thing to do?”

I think about changing accounts and running away with a male voice.

But even if I keep running away, I’ll never be able to move forward.

So maybe I should start with the simplest thing.

Legender- <ᄒᄒ;ᄉ;

I sent an apology message to Wild and Victory who helped with the broadcast.

I apologized so sincerely that I’m sure my feelings were conveyed.

“Should I accept donations?”

To be honest, I don’t really need them.

Dad agreed to send me 200 a month for living expenses, and after moving, he gave me about 10 million for anything I need.

I also have around 40 million saved in an account from years of saving.

Do I really need money?

That’s what I thought.

“If I want to pretend to be a pro…”

To claim I’m broadcasting professionally, not just as a hobby, maybe I have to accept donations?

I searched online for how to set up donations for streaming and applied it.

During that time, I received messages from Victory and Wild, but I didn’t really want to read them.

I planned to read them later.

“Mm.”

When I tried to turn on the stream, I felt a strong sense of resistance.

But they only know my voice and hands, right?

So there’s no need to be scared. No need to hesitate.

[Broadcast Title:]

Filling in the blank space turned out to be harder than I thought.

What should I write?

[Broadcast Title: Magical Fight Study Group]

Hot!

My fingers moved on their own, as if possessed by a ghost.

Is this it? Is this the broadcast my soul desires?

“No, no.”

I can’t do this right now.

I shouldn’t.

Because…

[Broadcast Title: Magical Fight Lecture Broadcast]

A study group is something that needs people of similar skill levels to function.

Unfortunately, it’s time to become a farmer and plant another apple tree.

Let’s train some newbies.

“Haah!”

I took a deep breath and pressed the start broadcast button.

<Host is here>
<Broadcast ON>
<Your Majesty! Your Majesty!>
<Legendary Oppaᅲᅲᅲᅲ where have you beenᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ>
<Hooey, show us your voice>

What is this? Who are these people?

Why were they already in my chat before I even started the broadcast?

Like campers sleeping in front of a restaurant that frequently runs out of ingredients and closes early,

the viewers who had been “sleeping” in the chat caused the viewer count to exceed 50 as soon as I started the broadcast.

[Haruhanbeun Donation confirmed, 1,000 won donated]

“Is it open?”

<Oh, donations are open now>
<You’re still doing the broadcast, right??>
<Breaking News) Former legend streamer debut>
<Kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekek>

[Cheonwon Punch, 1,000 won donated]

“Cheonwon Punch”

Hmm, donations are definitely more noticeable than regular chat.

Since TTS reads it out loud, it’s hard to miss.

[Ocheonwon Punch, 5,000 won donated]

“Five thousand won punch”

“???”

What did I do to suddenly get money?

[Manwon Punch, 10,000 won donated]

“Ten thousand won punch”

<Is a fifty thousand won punch coming?>
<This place’s reaction is so lame>
<It’s not lame, it’s just non-existent>
<If you want fifty thousand, turn on the mic quickly>
<Show us your hand cam, make it wiggle wiggle>

Huh, reaction?

Do I really have to react?

“Ah, ah. Can you hear me?”

<Your Majesty! 34th try>
<Can’t hear it>
<Nice voice>
<But this is just a headset mic, not a broadcast mic, haha>

“34th try, huh? Why jump from the 2nd try to the 34th? Yes, it’s a headset mic. And uh… Donation? Thank you?”

<She doesn’t even sound thankful, haha>
<This is the first time I’ve seen someone like this>
<Isn’t 10,000 won not even money?>
<Info) It’s 16,000 won>
<With 1.6, that’s two bowls of gukbap!>

“No, I don’t really get why you’re giving me money. What did I even do?”

<Just being you is a gift ᅲᅲ>
<You’re doing well, that’s why>
<If you got 16,000 won, at least pretend to be happy, you fool haha>

“Well, I’m doing fine. Don’t waste money on me, just spend your leftover money if you really want to.”

<Sudden gold spoon declaration>
<Wow>
<This streamer is suspicious>
<Dislike stack +1>
<Who has leftover money, haha>
<Sometimes there are people with leftover money>
<Is this person not even trying to stream well?>

Correct.

I’m not really trying to be good at broadcasting.

<Rich, pretty girl? I’m better, though. Likeability stack +1>
<I’m also haha>
<If you’re rich, buy a better mic, you fool>

Listening to it, that’s actually true.

Should I buy a microphone first?