Chapter 3: Please Sacrifice Yourself

However, humans are bound to adapt.

And adaptation always plants the seed of complacency.

【OO님이 1,000원 후원!!】

【Hiro-nim, what kind of waffles are you eating?】

Humans can’t cover the entire earth even if they try to cover it, and they can’t fill the sea.

If there is land and water, the seed will sprout.

“Thank you for the 1,000 won donation~”

“Waffles, you say?”

“One Nutella with strawberries~”

“And two Nutella with bananas!”

A person’s job is ultimately to worry about what to do with the sprouts that have sprung up between heaven and earth.

[ㅋㅋㅋ A pig-like bastard]

[Noona, are you gaining weight again today?]

[Hhr 24th try]

[I can’t resist Nutella on waffles~]

[A pig-like bastard, how much are you eating!]

[Do you sell waffles that Hiro-nim has taken a bite of?]

But sometimes

“Oh, why~! I haven’t had dinner yet, and women always have a separate stomach for snacks, you know?”

Some seeds sprout without giving people time to do anything.

[This is a sharp weight certification angle ㅋㅋㅋ]

[Hi Hiro Hi Hiro~]

[Yeah~ It’s 0 calories if you enjoy it~]

[Hi-pigro]

[Hiro-nim, you need to manage yourself if you want to wear a bikini next summer.”]

And the flowers they bloom cover the entire land.

“Oh, come on! What bikini are you talking about, you idiots! Ah, welcome~ Hi Hiro Hi Hiro!”

And today

The fire that I threw away carelessly had to bloom into flames.

【OO님이 1,000원 후원!!】

“Wow~ Thank you for the 1,000 won donat”

【There’s only one waffle shop near where Hiro-nim lives…lol There was someone who bought the same thing just now.】

“You…”

“…did?”

…Huh?

Among the viewers of this small broadcast with less than 100 people, there happens to be someone from my neighborhood?

[Oh, I’m so jealous of the real thing lol]

[Seeing the real thing]

[No fake]

[Hhr 25th try, you fuking bich, accept my greeting]

【Deleted message.】

[Is Hiro-nim also kawaii in real life?]

It can’t be.

【OO님이 1,000원 후원!!】

It shouldn’t be.

【It’s strange lol The person I saw was definitely a man】

It mustn’t be…

My head turns completely white.

I shouldn’t have said anything that could be identified even a little bit.

Should I have been more careful with my words?

No, in the first place, do I get caught like this just by saying that I bought waffles?

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The chat window is filled with question marks.

If even that complacent thought had crossed my mind, I would have had a chance to be careful.

But the words I threw away carelessly without any thought are coming back like a boomerang.

“…I guess there’s someone else who likes Nutella as much as I do!”

I tried to make excuses.

[Hey, Hiro-nim]

[It could be.]

[Hiro-nim’s voice sounds a little shaky.]

[Oh, come on.]

[The answer is a little late, unlike usual?]

[No…]

This is a disaster.

No, I’m fu*ked.

At the very least, I should have answered right away, but the excuse was too late.

The not-so-short time of silence was enough to sprout suspicion in the viewers’ minds.

[Hiro-nim, why are you panicking?]

[Hey, could it be, are you really a man?]

[Hey… it can’t be.]

Fortunately, the viewers still seemed to want to believe me.

【OO님이 1,000원 후원!!】

The cursed deposit sound is heard.

【Today, there was only one person who bought two banana Nutella and strawberry Nutella.】

Each donation is piling up.

【And there were almost no customers today because of the epidemic.】

Maybe it’s condolence money.

【Especially since there wasn’t a single female customer ㅎㅎ】

However, one thing I could say for sure was

【Hiro-nim】

That the person who is interrogating me now

【Are you really the person I saw…? Is it Hiro-nim?】

Was asking with the conviction that the person they saw was me.

However, one puzzling thing is how that person can be so sure just because the waffle menu is the same.

It’s even stranger considering that I’ve been working hard to prevent my personal information from being leaked while broadcasting.

There’s only one waffle shop around where I live, and it’s their shop?

There’s actually only one waffle shop, but how can they be sure that I’m from their area?

I came to one conclusion in my head.

And based on that conclusion, I found a hole for me to survive.

“Hey, it’s just trolling.”

“I might have bought it from a little further away, right?”

[Didn’t you say you bought it from a local waffle shop?]

[You said you bought it in the neighborhood.]

First, deny it unconditionally.

That’s the first step to get to the only way out given to me.

[Could it be real? That’s bad.]

[Guys, can’t you trust Hiro noona?]

[I trust Hiro-nim. I trust you, but…]

The seeds of doubt have already sprouted in people’s hearts, but they still seem to want to believe me.

So somehow, I have to come up with a plausible excuse by attaching anything to it.

【OO님이 1,000원 후원!!】

【I believe it’s not true, Hiro-nim】

“…Thank you for the donation.”

Why is that person interrogating me in this way?

If the purpose is to take revenge on me for deceiving them and bury me in the broadcasting world, it would be more effective to expose me in an internet community and mark the coordinates.

No matter how small I am, making it difficult to attract attention in the community, there are bound to be viewers who like small-time streamers, and their own communities also exist.

But the person who is interrogating me seemed to want to believe me even though they were sure that I was a man.

Maybe what that person wants from me is this?

Prove it.

In front of me who is watching.

Right here at this moment when all the other viewers are watching.

Prove that you are innocent.

Please.

I’m donating anonymously now, but the message was showing who sent it to me, the streamer.

It was a viewer who had been with me since the beginning of my broadcast, a so-called founding contributor.

As such, they have a lot of affection for the broadcaster Hiro, and that’s why they deny the fact that they are sure that I am a man and don’t want to believe it.

So they want to hear a convincing reason from me that their thoughts are far-fetched and all wrong.

But I can’t grant that request.

Because your doubts, guesses, and conclusions are all true.

And the moment you can’t deny that your thoughts are correct, all the affection and trust you had for me will become the clutches of a demon trying to crush my heart.

Therefore

I ask you, who wants to believe me, likes me, and somehow knows the location of where I live, in reverse.

“By the way…”

“How does the person who donated know where I live?”

I announce what I was wondering about in front of everyone.

“You’re saying it so definitively, but to do that, you need to know where I live, right?”

“Surely… no, no, it can’t be.

I’m really just asking just in case.

Did you do something like investigate me…?”