Chapter 28 : The landlord tends to get serious and argue.

Mangnani is still on air.

At 8 PM, a beautifully cut peach on a small fruit fork was delivered to her desk.

Even the plate was pretty and luxurious; it felt like a different world.

Of course, the one who prepared this was So-eun.

“Unnie, eat some peaches while you work.”

“Okay, thank you.”

It had only been a little over an hour since the samgyetang.

I was still full, but thinking of So-eun’s sincerity, I forced the peaches into my mouth.

[Yang’s11 donated a whopping 5,000 won!]

-Are you two newlyweds? The way you cut the fruit and take care of her is so sweet, it’s like my teeth are rotting, right?

-AppleCream: Look how nicely it’s cut ᄃᄃᄃ It’s like a good wife and wise mother taking care of her broadcasting husband ᄃᄃᄃᄃᄃ

-GyeonggiGwangmyeongParkHeeCheol: Casill, I acknowledge you as a ‘bride candidate’ suitable for me, Park Hee-cheol of Gyeonggi-do, Gwangmyeong.

“Hey, don’t say weird things to our Casill. I tolerate it a lot when it’s directed at me, but I’ll ban anyone who crosses the line even a little with other people, okay?”

-Economics101: ‘Our’ Casill?

-SanchPinchSanchPinch: This is yuri, for sure!

-NaDaeng: ooh ooh

“Stop trying to force a fake relationship! We’re both girls, how could that be possible!”

It’s better than being paired with a guy, but I’m worried that So-eun might hate it.

Shipping girls together in a yuri context is like saying a guy is gay, right?

If that happened to me, I wouldn’t be able to resist swearing.

From my perspective as a male ego, yuri between pretty girls is nice to see, but for the girls involved, it could be as disgusting as or even more disgusting than the gay meme.

So I need to be careful and control it.

-hippopo: Casill-mama isn’t a waifu, she’s a mama

-Ruffian’sReconSoldier: Mama! Raise me too, baby noises!

The viewers just seemed to be enjoying the situation, but I was so full that I couldn’t even properly taste the peaches I was forcing down.

The samgyetang hasn’t even digested yet.

Still, I somehow managed to swallow it all and continued the broadcast.

9 PM. A fresh kiwi smoothie, probably made by So-eun herself, was placed in front of me.

‘I’m getting dizzy.’

“Unnie, drink this.”

So-eun, with a bright smile, pushed the kiwi smoothie towards me.

‘Isn’t So-eun coming into my room too often?’

Isn’t she coming and going too much during the broadcast? Of course, I can’t really say that to the landlord as a mere tenant.

But it’s so inconvenient that she has food in her hands every time.

“……”

I felt like I would really struggle if I ate more, but So-eun’s gaze was so intense that I had no choice but to take small sips.

At least it was a drink and not solid food, so I managed to force it down.

I felt bloated, but since the air conditioning was on full blast, it wasn’t unbearable.

If I had been directly exposed to the scorching summer heat, I probably would have thrown up.

10 PM. So-eun brought in abalone porridge, saying, “You must be tired from broadcasting for so long.”

“No, I really can’t eat any more. Are you trying to make foie gras out of me?”

I turned my chair around to face So-eun and spoke.

I tried to make the most pained and pitiful expression I could.

Even making foie gras by force-feeding through a tube is controversial because people say it’s cruel to the geese, so how could So-eun force-feed me, a human, not livestock? Is So-eun really trying to torture me with food?

“Unnie, what was your weight again?”

So-eun’s gaze felt a bit cold.

I’m just a pill bug who can’t even walk fast, and So-eun is a healthy girl who can lift heavy things easily.

I’m confident that I would lose in 3 seconds if we really fought.

“Isn’t 41kg a normal weight?”

I carefully protested.

I didn’t have a scale at home when I lived alone, but I finally stepped on one today when I went to the gym.

With a height of 160cm and a weight of 41kg, wouldn’t that be considered a normal weight? I thought that I wasn’t a complete FiddleSticks after all.

“Unnie. You’ve really lost touch with reality after being holed up in your room without any friends, huh?”

Why are you suddenly attacking me with facts? It hurts.

“Normal, weight… isn’t it?”

I became a little unsure.

But I’ve heard that even celebrities who are almost 170cm tall weigh 45kg.

“Usually, girls around 160cm feel proud if they’re under 50kg. They think, ‘I’m not on the heavy side.'”

“R-really?”

How would I know when I haven’t talked to girls! Not that I’ve talked to guys either.

“And unnie, do you know what breasts are made of?”

“Breasts? They’re made of flesh, aren’t they? Why are you suddenly asking about breasts?”

Feeling a bit uneasy, I asked So-eun, who suddenly rushed at me.

And then she started grabbing and squeezing my breasts with both hands!

“Fat! It’s all fat! How heavy do you think these are! They must be at least 2kg each!”

So-eun seemed really angry for some reason. Was I that frustrating?

“Ack! Stop! Stop it!”

She wasn’t grabbing them painfully hard, but the mere fact that someone was squeezing my flesh made me feel a little faint.

I feel strange. A little aroused, even?

“41kg is already  underweight, to begin with. But if you subtract the weight of these two cannonballs? You could really just collapse and get carried away at any moment.”

“So-eun! Calm down! Let’s turn off the broadcast first, and then talk! I’ll get suspended!”

Since I was turned around, only the back of the gaming chair was visible on the broadcast, so this pseudo-sexual act wasn’t being filmed. But still, who knows what might happen if this continued.

While being grabbed and squeezed, I struggled with all my might to turn off the cam, and then I turned off the mic too.

The chat was filled with ‘ᄏ’s, the viewers finding this unexpected sitcom hilarious.

-pikapikapika: ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ

-Economics101: Cannonballs ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ

-NaDaeng: They do look heavy ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ

-OldFolksHomeRiceKimchiThiefRuffian: I’d like to carry that weight for you

-NewViewerBan: I want to be a boob support too, heueueung

-NursingHomeVolunteerEscapedRuffian: So-eun has a pretty name

-GangdongRomanticist: Wow 41kg is really, skin and bones. As Casill said, if you subtract the boob weight, is she even human?

-ChickenIsChicken: She’s not human, she’s Ruffian

-luse431: Not human, but human-adjacent

-SquidTakoYaki: ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ

-AppleCream: That’s too harsh

-targar: Is she trying to assassinate her? Seems like she’s trying to make her a pig because she hates how skinny she is ᄋᄋ

I turned back around to face So-eun. I decided that this couldn’t go on.

“So-eun! Calm down! Why are you so angry? Huh?”

“I’m angry because you’re so careless about taking care of your own body! What if you had collapsed before I met you, before I brought you here, living in that rented room without air conditioning, with no energy and an empty stomach? You could have really died!”

It might sound like over-immersion, but this was reality, not a broadcast.

It was hard for me, who lived only on the internet, isolated from everyone in society, to gauge the distance.

So-eun seemed to be increasingly angry at the way I lived.

It’s true that I have a strong feeling of just living because I was born.

She must have been anxious like a mother who left her child near the water, seeing how I might just drop dead somewhere.

She wants me not to die that much, she wants me not to get sick that much, she cares about me that much.

Thinking that, I suddenly burst into tears.

“So-eun… sob“

We were just a viewer and a streamer who met on a broadcast, but thanks to her reaching out her hand, we met and became housemates.

She takes care of me to a somewhat troublesome degree, and I can’t deny that it’s a bit annoying.

But if there’s someone who wants me to live this much, who likes me so much that I shouldn’t even think about dying again, who likes me this much for the first time, then I start to like her too.

It’s not in a romantic way. This is, the familial love I’ve never had in my life, probably.

Or maybe not.

“sob sob“

So-eun is too good for me.

Such a kind person doesn’t suit me.

That’s why I’m so grateful.

I really like this world that I’m getting to know because of you.

“Don’t cry, unnie. I’m sorry!”

So-eun, thinking I was crying because I was scared or in pain, was startled and hugged me, patting me and apologizing.

“I’m not crying because I’m upset… I’m crying because I’m so happy…”

I snuggled into So-eun’s embrace as she tightly held my back, and rubbed my face against her chest.

Like a puppy craving its owner’s affection.

It was an affection too precious to give up because I was embarrassed about looking like a child or a pet.

I, probably, could stay like this forever.

Moment, stay, you are so beautiful.

After being in her embrace for a long time, the moment ended, and I faced her and quietly persuaded her.

“So-eun, I’ll do my best. I’ll try harder, so can you not push me too hard? If I force myself to eat like this, it might really backfire. Let’s approach this a bit more professionally. It would be better to get help from a doctor or a trainer.”

I’m earning money diligently now. So I think it’s best to get professional help with this.

“Okay. Then let’s go to the hospital tomorrow.”

We managed to reach an agreement through conversation, and the terrifying food torture ended.

It was definitely painful while it was happening, but I didn’t hate it that much.

I was happy to learn how much So-eun cares about me.

She’s such a kind and affectionate person. Really.

Too good for a piece of trash like me to monopolize.