Chapter 12: 1 viewer and 2,000 viewers

**Mollru: Master Climbing Stream**

I started the stream.

With Jiyun watching from behind.

Her gaze was overwhelming, but I had no choice.

I had to endure it.

Unlike last time, where I started the game before turning the stream on, this time, as soon as I started the broadcast, people entered right away.

The number of viewers quickly went up, and it was fascinating.

[Hello ^^]

[I thought you’d start the stream sooner, but it took you 3 days]

[It took longer than expected ᄒᄒ;]

[Noona, I was waiting for youᅥᅥᅥᅥ]

[Are you streaming AoW?]

[Why were you late? Why were you late? Why were you late?]

“Hello, it’s been 3 days. I’m a bit surprised to be greeted so enthusiastically, but yes, I’m happy to see you all too.”

[Why so late?]

“I wasn’t feeling well. I might have overdone it. But I’m fine now, thank you for worrying.”

[Noona, don’t die ᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ]

[Shouldn’t you rest a bit more?]

[The sweet boyfriends are pretending to care, it’s gross ᄏᄏ]

[She must have started the stream because she’s better now]

[What have you been doing for the past 3 days? What have you been doing for the past 3 days?]

[Only I was serious again, only I was serious again, only I was serious again]

“You shouldn’t spam. I mentioned that during my first stream.”

• Seeing the familiar faces of the viewers made me feel a bit relieved. They were a bit rough, but this level of chat was something I could show Jiyun.

“Wow, how many people are watching? Noona, you’re really popular!”

[?? Who is that next to you?]

[Is that your younger sister?]

[Her voice is nice too ^^]

[Ah ᄏᄏ Pretty girls always hang out with each other ᄏᄏ]

Just as I started feeling okay, Jiyun came closer and spoke.

Of course, her voice went into the mic, and the viewers went wild.

“My little sister came to visit my apartment. She wanted to watch the stream…”

[Mollru’s little sister ᄃᄃ Is she a troublemaker too?]

[This is an embarrassing stream to show to a kingpin]

[Ah ᄏᄏ Everyone, stop spamming and type nicely]

[Sweet mode on]

[Hello ^^7]

“Hello, is Mollru your username? Why did you choose such a name? I’m Mollru’s little sister.”

Jiyun, with her bright personality, easily interacted with the viewers and responded to the chat.

I could easily imagine her surrounded by friends at school, just like this.

<Grandmother’s Cart Breaker Mollru donated 1000 KRW!>

– Please turn on the hand cam, teacher.

“The hand cam… I don’t think I’ll be using it anymore.”

It was originally for proving I wasn’t cheating.

I bought a cheap one because it was a one-time thing.

I don’t think I’ll need a cam going forward.

Perhaps because the chat was drawn in by the donation, requests for the hand cam flooded in.

[Halibu Moll ᄏᄏᄏᄏ]

[Looks like the troublemakers are already here]

[The broadcaster is a troublemaker, so of course, the viewers are too.]

[Please turn on the cam.]

[Hand cam, please.]

[Why? Why? Why? Why?]

[Ugh, just be satisfied with the voice.]

[What’s with the hand cam?]

It was a completely unexpected request for the hand cam.

Why would they want to see my hands?

As I quietly watched the chat, Jiyun spoke up.

“Did you just get a donation?”

“Yeah, someone donated 1000 KRW.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

To her, it seemed like everything about the streaming system was new.

“But what’s a hand cam?”

“A hand cam is when you show your hands on camera.”

When I explained it, Jiyun’s expression darkened.

“…Do these people want to see your hands?”

“I don’t know. Why would they want to see them? There’s nothing special about my hands.”

“It’s creepy.”

[Can’t deny it, that’s true.]

[I didn’t ask for the hand cam.]

[Please say ‘creepy’ again.]

[Disgusting ᅩᅮᅣ;;]

[The chat level is really bad ᄏᄏ]

Jiyun’s expression grew more uncomfortable.

It was clear that the perception of the stream would likely turn negative if this continued.

I quickly changed the subject.

“My little sister just came to visit, so there’s no special content today.

She’ll just be watching me play the game. You can watch just like the last stream, comfortably.”

[Just like last time, understood.]

[Everyone, play nice ᄒᄒ^^;]

[Be comfortable (awkwardness)]

With that, I decided to continue the stream.

It seemed like the viewers understood my point, and they wouldn’t post uncomfortable comments for Jiyun.

I wasn’t sure how much I could control it, but it seemed okay for now.

Glancing sideways, I noticed Jiyun looking at the chat in fascination.

She had her chin resting on my shoulder, and the hair brushing against my skin felt ticklish.

Even though I gave her a seat beside me, she stood up and placed her chin on my shoulder.

It almost looked like a cat being affectionate.

She’d probably sit back down if she felt uncomfortable.

“Okay, let’s start the stream.”

And so, the game began.

Jiyun was uneasy about Jieun.

It hadn’t always been this way, but it had been happening more recently.

To be exact, it started after “that incident.”

Jieun, who had always been brighter and more energetic than Jiyun, was the type to laugh a lot and take the lead.

She had a charm that drew people to her.

She was responsible enough to take care of little Jiyun in place of their busy parents.

Jiyun respected and liked Jieun.

But Jieun, who had been like that, changed drastically.

Because of some incident.

Jieun, who used to enjoy meeting people, no longer wanted to meet anyone.

She lost her laughter and words, and began living in isolation, neither alive nor dead, staying locked up at home.

A doctor diagnosed it as severe social anxiety.

She also changed careers to web design, something she could do from home.

Her income decreased, but since she hardly went out, her spending also decreased, so it wasn’t much of a problem.

Then, out of nowhere, Jieun announced that she was moving out to live on her own, leaving only that message behind.

After that, Jiyun often visited Jieun’s place.

She was worried about her older sister, who didn’t even respond to messages and seemed precariously fragile.

Determined to somehow make her sister smile again, Jiyun went to Jieun’s apartment again today.

But the Jieun she found after a long time had changed quite a bit.

It wasn’t a drastic change.

She still trembled in fear when strangers came to her house, and her conversations with people were awkward, with her words stuttering and breaking off.

However, her tone had subtly brightened, and there was life in her facial expressions.

The small but significant changes made Jiyun feel content.

Although she didn’t know what caused this change, she now held a sliver of hope that her sister might return to her old self.

But surprisingly, Jieun’s change didn’t stop there.

She didn’t make it obvious, but she was quite surprised by what was happening in front of her.

“Cut… I could have taken one more down, but it’s a shame.”

Look at this.

Her sister was streaming.

She was talking to the viewers normally.

Jieun, who could never talk to others, was now talking to an audience.

That’s why she probably took a job she could do from home.

I remember that when she worked as a freelancer, she always communicated via messages.

Now, she was naturally conversing with an unspecified number of people through the screen.

Though Jieun didn’t know much about games, from the chat reactions and what was happening on screen, it was clear that she had pretty decent skills.

When I first saw the microphone and camera, I was shocked.

The mic and the camera. They seemed so out of place with Jieun.

I knew they were tools commonly used by streamers, but I never expected her to use them.

She seemed so far removed from the world of streaming.

But look at her now.

Can anyone really say she lacks anything as a streamer?

Live – 2033.

Two thousand. That’s right, two thousand.

Jiyun was new to online streaming.

Even though she mostly watched YouTube, seeing that number, she knew it wasn’t a small audience.

Jieun had enough talent to support over two thousand viewers.

[Please turn on the hand cam, 5th request.]

Out of the 2,000 viewers, there were a few abnormal ones, but this kind of malicious person also exists in society.

However, even this didn’t escape Jiyun’s notice, and she vowed to have a serious talk with Jieun once the stream ended.

She would tell her to strictly punish anyone who made inappropriate or harassing comments.

At the beginning of the stream, Jieun had been asking questions, but soon she became quiet.

She didn’t speak at all except when viewers crossed the line with their comments or when they directed questions at Jiyun.

Whenever she had a moment to relax, she would turn around and glance at the monitor, seemingly watching the game.

It was surprising.

She had said she knew about the game, but I hadn’t expected her to be so interested.

It was possible that she wasn’t interested in the game, but rather in the stream itself.

The uncomfortable feeling of being watched had faded once the game started, and honestly, I didn’t have time to care about it.

Or rather, I didn’t have the time to think about it.

As the tier increased and the level of the game rose, I had no time to relax.

The stream ended successfully.

With a three-game win streak, I reached the Master tier.

[Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu!]

[Master tier is so easy, LOL]

[Mollu, the disaster of all noobs]

[It was inevitable…]

[The woman who makes reaching Master look like eating ice cream]

The viewers cheered, and Jiyun next to me congratulated me.

She didn’t know what Master tier meant, but she thought it sounded high, which made the viewers laugh.

It was late, and after brushing off the hands that tried to stop me, I ended the stream.

The second broadcast had been different from what I expected, but it went smoothly.

As I stretched, feeling satisfied, Jiyun suddenly spoke with a serious face.

“Sis, you can’t just ignore sexual harassment.”

“Huh?”

“Starting with the requests for you to show your hands, and those strange comments saying your voice makes them excited… you can’t just let them slide.”

It was as if she had been waiting for the stream to end before lecturing me about my carelessness.

While I wasn’t particularly bothered by it, since I had a male mindset, I understood that from Jiyun’s perspective, it was uncomfortable.

It wasn’t just about me—it was about her older sister being sexually harassed by random men.

Still, those viewers came to watch me, so banning them seemed a bit extreme.

I tried to bring it up casually, but Jiyun slapped me on the back.

Ouch…

Her hands were pretty strong.

It hurt, but it wasn’t a bad feeling.

I rubbed my sore back and laughed.