Chapter 48: Looking for the runaway streamer

I created a business email and posted it on my channel.

Within a single day, I received hundreds of emails.

Most of them were joke emails from fans.

Let’s not even bother opening the spam folder that’s stuffed with who knows what.

Still, there were dozens of genuine business emails.

Just looking at the sheer volume was dizzying.

When am I supposed to get through all of these?

Maybe I’ll check them later.

Next, the standout messages were:

“Could we do a collaboration?”
“Can you host my stream for some viewers?”

Seeing smaller streamers struggling to survive gave me a strange feeling.

I had planned to spend my own time as an unknown streamer, just like them.

It’s not envy; it’s just… strange.

They say you should row when the tide comes in, but if a tidal wave suddenly hits after you get on the boat, it’s natural to panic.

Honestly, I hadn’t even thought about needing a business email until an Infinity employee sent me a donation.

All I’d been focused on was the Challenger marathon.

Don’t call me short-sighted.

Sure, some people start well-prepared, but how ridiculous would it be for a streamer with fewer than 10 viewers to post a business email?

Even for my first stream, I was just hoping five people would watch.

How could I have known Victory would pull such a stunt?

I admit I wasn’t prepared enough.

I wasn’t ready to be a professional streamer at all.

Now, there’s so much to learn.

It’s overwhelming.

I received a ton of scouting emails from MCNs.

Just like celebrities join agencies, streamers often join MCNs.

They handle copyright and legal issues for you?

That sounds appealing—very appealing, actually.

But I’d rather keep my circle as small as possible.

If I don’t join an MCN, I’d need to register as a sole proprietor and hire staff myself?

While researching this, I came across a terrifying detail:

If I register a business, anyone can see my real name and office address!?

No, absolutely not.

But without a company, I’d get hit with a tax bomb?

There’s so much to think about, even as a streamer.

I thought all I had to do was stream from my room!

“Revealing my real name, renting an office, drafting contracts…!”

Living as a sole proprietor seemed nearly impossible unless you were extremely meticulous.

And above all, the exposure of my real name and address was an insurmountable barrier.

Sure, you could use your home address as your office, but who in their right mind would publicly share their home address?

Joining an MCN seemed like the better option.

Just as I was coming to this conclusion, disaster struck.

“Sis! A package arrived at our family home!”

Seol Yoon’s words left me momentarily dumbfounded.

I hadn’t ordered anything recently.

Then it hit me—the memory from the Lunar New Year holiday.

When I went home, I drank heavily with Dad and Seol Yoon, and in a drunken haze, I had placed an order.

I’d forgotten about it because it was being shipped internationally and would take a while to arrive.

Did I use my family home as the shipping address?

I must not have checked in my daze!

“Did you open it?”

“No!”

Phew, thank goodness.

“But the invoice clearly said ‘G-cup cosplay breast suit’ right on it!”

“Kyaaaaah!”

“Sis, are you doing cosplay streams?”

“Nooooooo!”

I hadn’t told Seol Yoon what kind of streaming I did yet.

I was waiting to tell her until the channel grew bigger.

At this point, isn’t it already big enough?

Infinity was surprised, MCNs were scrambling—Legendary Streamer, the most sensational newbie ever.

“This is driving me crazy.”

I could never tell my sister I stream like this.

What if she came into my stream and sent a donation? I’d crumble and die!

I’d melt into a puddle like caramel!

“Don’t worry, Mom and Dad didn’t see it! I made sure to grab it right away!”

“Thanks.”

If Mom had found out, I might’ve had to fake my death.

Mom and I had fought because her dependable eldest son had become a shut-in little girl.

If she found out I’d bought something like this… family drama! Divorce! Apocalypse! Total war!

It would’ve been a nightmare.

“Hurry up and try it on. I want to see you wear it.”

Why are you so excited, Seol Yoon?

But since I’ve been found out already, it’s probably better to try it on now and get her opinion on whether it looks awkward.

So I decided to give it a shot.

“This is way too big.”

Wearing only a sports bra underneath, the suit was far too loose.

I had to put on a tank top—no, two tank tops—to keep it in place.

“My upper body is ridiculously pumped up now.”

But since my hips weren’t narrow, the overall balance wasn’t too bad.

At least I didn’t end up looking like a weird inverted triangle.

“This is so revealing.”

The suit wasn’t just a flat surface; it had, well, assets.

I could see why some people might use it for certain purposes.

Then, to my surprise, Seol Yoon started dressing the suit with underwear.

Huh? Where did that come from?

I hadn’t ordered any.

“I figured you’d need it, so I brought some.”

So it was hers!

Sharing clothes is one thing, but underwear? That’s a bit much.

“Don’t worry, it’s brand new. Never worn.”

…Where did you learn to read minds?

Without waiting for my permission, Seol Yoon dressed the suit with the underwear.

Looking in the mirror, it didn’t look as unnatural as I expected.

Up close, it might not hold up, but through a camera? It could work.

“It looks just like Hollywood special effects! So cool!”

Yeah, yeah.

As long as you had fun, Seol Yoon.

Then she pulled out a gray turtleneck sweater and had me put it on.

Wow, now I really look like one of those busty characters straight out of a comic.

“Ahhh!”

“I’d rate the texture at about 40 points. If someone touched it, they’d definitely notice.”

“No one’s going to touch it!”

Also, don’t you dare touch it, you rascal.

I managed to fend off Seol Yoon with a fiery glare.

“Should we go outside?”

She grinned brightly as she proposed her crazy idea.

If I went outside looking like this, how would the neighbors look at me?

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Isn’t that why you bought it?”

“No, it’s not!”

“So, is it for cosplay streaming?”

Please don’t ask about the kind of streaming I do.

I’m not ready to talk about it yet.

“It’s definitely not for streaming. Absolutely not.”

Let’s be clear: this is not the kind of stream where I’d wear something like this.

“Then why did you buy it?”

That question left me scrambling for an excuse.

Why did I buy this?

“I was drunk, and it was an accident?”

“Huh?”

“Don’t ask for too many details, okay?”

Let’s protect personal privacy.

Thus, I received Seol Yoon’s gift of underwear and a turtleneck sweater.

[Obtained Disguise Set!]

Through Try it TV, my streaming platform synced with Write It, a community where streamers can engage with viewers.

Any streamer with over 1,000 total views can apply for their own dedicated forum.

Legendary Streamer’s application was approved, and her exclusive forum was opened.

[Author: Legendary Streamer] [Title: First Post]

11111.

Ah, I missed it!

*—[Familiar username…]

<Clout-chasing.>

“Did you wait 24 hours just for the first post?”

“32 hours… almost died.”

“Crazy person ᄏᄏ.”

“Why go so far for the first post?”

“Because the first post on Legendary Sis’s board has to be mine!”

“I get it. Can’t resist the first post.”

“Sis’s first… haeng… “

“Even after phone number verification, there are still crazy people here.”

Unlike the more anonymous Teamfight Arena Gallery, Write It required phone number verification to post.

This meant people had to risk their identities to leave inappropriate comments.

“Judge, it wasn’t me. My cat typed this.”

“Back to your senses?”

“Doesn’t seem like it yet.”

Creating a business email, opening a communication board—it felt like buildings were rising on an empty wasteland.

Watching a streamer grow like this, even at such a rapid pace, was surprisingly enjoyable.

[Author: GreenHornedMushroom] [Title: When’s the next stream?]

“She made it seem like she’d stream regularly. Why no updates?”

—[Trust Sis. She’ll stream today.]

“Hmm… her last gap between streams was a week. Maybe this time too?”

“No way.”

“Holding my breath until Legendary Sis comes back. Huff!”

“We’ve already lost a viewer to asphyxiation.”

But why wasn’t there any news from the streamer herself?

A sense of unease crept in.

[Author: SeniorCenterDenturesThiefLegendary] [Title: Where’s the announcement?]

“You said you made this board for announcements. Where are they?”

—”Cold as ice, a dagger straight to the heart.”

“Is she really ditching us?”

“It’s starting to feel like she is.”

“I believe in Sis! I believe in Legendary Streamer!”

“Nope. Your Sis went to America!”

—”Didn’t she say she’d hit Challenger rank first?”

“Really?”

“Probably what she intended. If not, oh well.”

“Hey, are you snoring, dude? ᄏᄏ.”

[Author: NoxIsGreatVictory] [Title: Searching for the runaway streamer]

“Description: Has pretty fingers, lies a lot, and promised to come back soon.”

—”If she lies a lot, how can we trust her promise?”

“Exactly…”

“She ditched us, didn’t she? ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ.”

—”Mama! You said you’d be back before I finished my candy!”

“Is this your personal experience?”

“This has become a digital orphanage.”

Can someone please find our Legendary Streamer?