Chapter 3: The Broth Lab

How do normal female streamers tame their simps?

I came to Chichi-jig to study that very method.

First, most of what I saw at the top were VTubers, but as luck would have it, the female streamer who received the 1 million won donation I mentioned earlier was also live.

That is… the streamer ‘Daengyul’.

She had about ten thousand followers, and her viewership seemed to be around 500, slightly more than mine.

Good.
This is it.

The method for farming simps is probably similar for VTubers, but I have no intention of becoming one right now.

Maybe just a one-time thing if I ever make a lot of money?

In other words, it’s better to learn from a live-cam streamer right now.

Click.

I entered Daengyul’s stream.
She just had an aesthetic photo on the screen and was communicating with her viewers, so it seemed like it was just a ‘Just Chatting’ day.

However.

‘She’s not using her cam?’

Unlike a month ago, in the corner of the screen where her cam should be, she had a selfie of herself instead.

I was already getting dizzy.

A female streamer not using her cam?
That’s like a League of Legends streamer not playing League of Legends.

Confused, I checked her recent VODs one by one to see if Daengyul usually streamed without a cam.

Why?
Is she just lazy?

To call it laziness, the VODs showed that she received far more donations whenever she turned on her cam… hmm.

“…Huh?”

A thought flashed through my mind.

That’s it!

A famous restaurant that only opens twice a week.
A boss monster in an RPG that you can only hunt once a week.

The value of scarcity.
That’s exactly it.

I don’t know if all female streamers do this, but Daengyul was using that psychology.

Simp-taming Method, Form One.
Tease them with the cam.

Why doesn’t she turn on her cam when she gets so many donations? It’s the opposite of that question.

She gets a lot of donations because she doesn’t turn it on often.

If Daengyul turned on her cam every single time she streamed, would those enormous donations come in daily?

Absolutely not.
I can be sure of this.

I also analyzed many male streamers in the same field before starting my own broadcast, so I’m pretty quick to pick up on things like this.

‘She’s meticulous.’

As expected of Daengyul.
Befitting a woman who earns 1 million won just by sitting still.

It seems there’s a lot to learn.

I went back into Daengyul’s live stream.

But what she was doing was surprisingly simple.

Just asking and answering her viewers’ chats.
That was all.

Hmm… I can do this too.
What’s the difference between her and me?

It seems I need to change my perspective.

Since I’m learning how to farm simps, it’s only right that I watch from a simp’s point of view.

In short, I become a simp.

I covered my eyes with both hands.
And I began to hypnotize myself.

I am now… Daengyul’s simp… so deeply in love….

I am now a simp who has donated over 100 million won….

Pop.

Alright, transformation into a simp complete.

With renewed determination, I began to watch Daengyul’s stream again.

“Oh, right, I went to Hongdae to buy clothes today.”

[-Liar lol]
[-You’re always cooped up at home, what are you talking about lol]

“Aww, whyyy! You guys are always telling me to please go outside.”

It was a typical exchange that started with ‘I went to so-and-so.’

Hmm… but she’s always cooped up at home?
With that face and that style?

Hmm, I don’t think that’s… no, wait!

What am I thinking.
I’m Daengyul’s simp right now.
A simp must believe everything unconditionally.

Ah, is that so?
Our homebody Daengyul went to Hongdae, wow, wow.

Like that.

“Anyway, I was walking down the street… and suddenly someone said they liked me and asked for my phone number. I was so surprised, you know. Heheh…”

W-what!?

My heart sank for a moment.
The heart of Kang Bom, Daengyul’s simp, just sank!

[-lololol]
[-So did you give it to him? lol]
[-As expected of Daeng-yul lol]
[-Was it a man, by any chance? lol]

But unlike my anxious self, the chat seemed surprisingly calm.

Why?
How can you all just laugh like that!?

Y-you’re all just pretending to be nonchalant, right? Huh?

In reality, you’re thinking,

[-lololol (f*ck)]
[-So did you give it to him? lol (please say no)]
[-As expected of Daeng-yul lol (you didn’t, right?)]
[-Was it a man, by any chance? lol (please let it be a woman)]

That’s what you’re thinking, right?

Please tell me it’s so!

“Aww, what do you mean, a woman? It was a man, a man! And I said I was sorry and didn’t give him my number.”

Daengyul said no, letting out a little laugh.

At her words, I swept away my anxious feelings.

Thank goodness.
Thank goodness she wasn’t tainted!

The chat began to be spammed with ‘Kyaa’ and ‘Dae-yul’ again.

But then someone in the chat asked, ‘Was the guy handsome?’

Why would you even ask that!?
Seriously, can’t you read the room!

“Was he handsome? Ummm… I think he was.”

[-Then why didn’t you give him your number?]

“My number? Hmm, well, for me.”

Daengyul suddenly stopped talking.

Then suddenly,

“Hee.”

She let out a short, playful laugh.
Then she continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“Anyway, anyway! Going back to what I did in Hongdae…”

Naturally, the chat room began to be spammed with complaints asking why she wouldn’t tell them, along with ‘fire’ emotes.

Something was strange.
This time, I don’t mean the chat’s reaction was strange.

I mean, I was strange.

“……”

My heart was pounding for some reason.
To be precise, that short laugh just now made my heart stir.

How should I put it, the timing of her cutting off her words at ‘for me,’ and that playful laugh was just too exquisite.

I-it’s as if the reason she didn’t give him her number was her saying, ‘But I have you guys, don’t I?’

A maiden’s vow that because she has you all, she doesn’t even notice men like that…!

Why.
Why do I feel that way.

She didn’t say a single word like that… so why!?

I reflexively left the room.

‘Dangerous.’

I came here to learn how to farm simps, but I almost got farmed myself.

So you have to be at that level to receive 1 million won just by sitting still.

How much effort would it take to do that foxy little act so naturally…?

A huge wall.
It felt like I was looking at a huge, insurmountable wall.

Can I… can I do it too?
Me, who only ever trades insults with my viewers?

Ah.
This isn’t good.

I quickly shook my head from side to side.
I can’t get frustrated just because it’s hard already.

Right, for now, let’s start with what I can do right now.

Something I can do right now.
In fact, seeing Daengyul’s selfie a moment ago gave me a good idea.

To use my own selfie on the map-hiding overlay to prevent stream sniping.

This would work as a substitute until I install a cam.

I immediately rummaged through my closet to prepare for the photoshoot.

My current outfit was pajamas since I had started streaming right after waking up. I thought it would be better to dress up a bit for the picture.

However.

Inside the closet drawer, my hand grasped an article of clothing that had never been in my room before.

The texture of the fabric was soft yet slightly firm.
Women’s underwear.

In other words, a bra.

Besides the bra, women’s panties were also in the drawer.
It seemed my closet had been updated when I turned into a woman.

“70A? What’s this?”

I muttered to myself unconsciously.

Looking closely at the back of the bra, I saw the letters 70A written in small print.

‘No way.’

The A from that cup size?
The smallest A-cup?

Certainly.
I had unconsciously placed my hand on my chest during the stream, and it definitely felt small then.

To check again, I gently lifted my under-bust with my palm, and my chest lifted just a little before settling back down lightly.

There was a soft, dough-like feel, but it wasn’t enough to jiggle even if I flicked it.

‘Is this really what breasts are supposed to be like?’

Not magnificent at all.

Is there some kind of bug with my chest?
Shouldn’t you get huge tits when you get gender-bent? F*ck.

Still, when I pulled down my pajama pants to check my lower body, I realized that all my chest stats had been dumped down below.

I had faint 11-line abs on my stomach, and wide hips with smooth, long legs.

On top of that, my height seemed to be around 168-169cm, slightly shorter than when I was a man, making my figure literally that of an idol you’d see on TV.

I weighed myself and it was about 51kg.

At this point, having a small chest is acceptable.

But there was another problem.

‘Why are all my clothes like this?’

It wasn’t really a problem, but it was just that the clothes I usually wore were still there.

Not many shirts, just simple clothes like sweatshirts and hoodies, and wide-leg jeans, all the same.

…Why wasn’t this part updated?

There were no feminine clothes at all.
At least the sizes seemed to have shrunk to fit my body… hmm.

Well, it probably doesn’t matter.
Familiar is better, anyway.

For now, I put on a grey hoodie and baggy jeans from what I had.

And I stood in front of the full-length mirror.

It would be better to take a slightly hip picture than just a normal one.

I pulled the hood over my head and squatted down.
I’m already feeling the full Instagram vibe.

Anyway, this is where it gets important.

The range of exposure.
In other words, the problem is how much of my face to reveal.

I have no intention of revealing my entire face right now.

Isn’t there a certain pleasure in imagining when things like this are slightly hidden?

‘Hmm, how much should I reveal.’

I think the jawline should definitely be visible, and maybe I should reveal only one eye, like some chuunibyou?                                                                                                    [Note: Chuunibyou (lit. “Middle School 2nd Year Syndrome”) refers to a delusional or dramatic phase, often in teens, where they act like they have special powers or are uniquely important.]

I held my phone in front of my face and adjusted the angle and distance here and there.

“Alright.”

Finally, I tilted the phone at an angle, completing a composition where only one eye and my jawline were visible on the screen.

Click.

I checked the picture I took and was quite satisfied with it.

It was my first time taking a hip-concept mirror selfie like this, but it wasn’t inferior to the aesthetic photos I’d seen a lot on Instagram.

I guess you don’t need anything else, looks really are the finishing touch to fashion.

I transferred the photo to my computer and resized it for the map-hiding overlay.

After that, I explored Chichi-jig again.
I had already done a round of exploration, but that wouldn’t be enough.

In the end, I only lay down in bed after spending three hours researching how to farm simps.

Ah, I’m already looking forward to it.

How will they react to me tomorrow, with my upgraded simp-squeezing power?

Uhehehe.