Chapter 16: Did I Really Do That?

Coming inside the house, Gyeoul could see a giant man standing there.

It was her younger brother, Yoon Seongjun.

“Oh, noona, you’re back… huh?”

Seongjun’s face was filled with curiosity.

Because behind Gyeoul, a child he had never seen before was standing.

“Um… who’s that kid?”

“Ah, this is Yua, my work… colleague, I guess?”

Even with her explanation, Seongjun couldn’t understand the situation.

‘If she’s a work colleague, isn’t she at least in her 20s…?’

No matter how he looked at it, the woman named Yua looked to be in her early teens at most.

Perhaps sensing Seongjun’s thoughts, Gyeoul continued to explain.

“I know what you’re thinking, but even though she looks like this, she’s 22. If you ever have to talk to her, she’s older than you, so don’t be rude.”

Even after hearing Gyeoul’s explanation, Seongjun still didn’t quite understand.

But judging that thinking about it more wouldn’t yield an answer, he just quietly went into his room.

‘But if she’s noona’s work colleague, is that person a VTuber too?’

He thought with a light curiosity as he entered his room.

‘Well, it’s not important whether that person is a VTuber or not.’

However, since Seongjun wasn’t very interested in this field, he quickly dismissed the thought.

He just thought his sister would handle it.

Meanwhile, at that time, in Gyeoul’s room.

Gyeoul was struggling to lay Yua down on the bed.

No matter how small Yua was, she was resisting being laid down, so it was incredibly difficult.

“Nooo, Yua doesn’t wanna sleep…”

“Yua… please let go of that dress…”

Nevertheless, Gyeoul desperately tried to pull Yua away.

Because she thought that if this continued, there would be no end to it.

But Yua seemed to have no intention of doing so.

“Uuuungh… no, no! Don’t go…”

‘I have no choice… I’ll have to leave after she’s asleep.’

At Yua’s stubbornness, Gyeoul finally gave up and lay down on the bed with her.

At that, Yua’s expression brightened considerably.

“Alright, I won’t go, so let’s get to sleep quickly.”

“Unhihi… I love you, unni…!”

Smooch

“Eh?”

Yua planted a deep kiss on the cheek of the lying Gyeoul.

It all happened in an instant.

“Eeh…?”

Along with that, Gyeoul’s face began to turn bright red.

“Yua, what in the world is this…!”

Gyeoul was about to protest something.

“Hehe….”

But seeing Yua’s face, smiling innocently like an angel, she pushed the thought back down.

‘Ugh… a face like that is cheating…’

Because she didn’t have the guts to ruin that smiling face.

And so, Gyeoul barely managed to get Yua to sleep and carefully left the room.

The rest could be dealt with tomorrow.

“That’s what happened.”

“Eeh?! I really did that?”

I felt my head getting even dizzier.

If what Gyeoul-unni said is true… then it’s a real disaster, isn’t it?

I held my dizzy head and searched for a solution.

And the solution that came out was…

“Y-Yua? What are you doing right now?”

Kneeling, spreading both hands, and touching my head to the floor.

“I’m sorry. Please don’t sue me…!”

It could be called a truly perfect dogeza posture.                                                                                                                                                                                                                      (TL Note: ‘Dogeza’ is the Japanese act of kneeling and bowing one’s head to the ground. It is considered the highest form of apology, used to show extreme remorse or to beg for forgiveness for a serious transgression.)  

…What I did, just by hearing about it, were things I could be sued for sexual harassment for.

Wouldn’t it be a gain if it could be resolved even a little by bowing my head for a moment?

Fortunately, as if my strategy worked, Gyeoul-unni was flustered and helped me up.

“Wh-what are you doing! I won’t sue you, so get up…!”

I listened to her and returned to my original posture.

Thinking that all the problems were solved with one dogeza, I felt good.

“…Anyway, have a bowl of hangover soup before you go.”

Gyeoul-unni said so and brought a table with food set on it.

Bean sprout hangover soup and all sorts of side dishes were visible.

“Slurp.”

The moment I took a spoonful of the soup, I could feel it.

“Cough!”

The fact that Gyeoul-unni is incredibly bad at cooking.

…This wasn’t hangover soup; it could be called the twisted saltwater of the Nether.

“A-are you okay?”

She worried about me after I coughed.

However, her face showed she didn’t know why that cough came out.

Even though she made me food and worried about me like this… I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can eat any more.

Because I felt like I would be reincarnated into another world if I ate all of this.

And so, I put down my spoon.

“Huh? You’re not eating more?”

Hmm, Gyeoul-unni doesn’t know her own cooking.

At her sincere expression, I told a white lie.

“My… my stomach isn’t feeling well, so I don’t think I should eat anything.”

“Mmm… really? Then I guess it can’t be helped.”

Gyeoul-unni cleared the table with a disappointed expression.

“All cleared up. Oh right, Yua, should I give you a ride?”

She made the suggestion along with the cleaned table.

Normally, it was a suggestion I should refuse out of courtesy…

But the powerful impression of that Porsche I saw yesterday kept coming to mind, and I couldn’t refuse.

“Get home safe.”

I arrived home via Gyeoul-unni’s magnificent Porsche.

Ding-a-ling

Home is the best, after all.

The familiar smell and the familiar atmosphere.

Perhaps because of that, despite having slept an incredible amount since yesterday, my body felt weary.

…Hmm, still, what’s not okay is not okay.

After being burned like that on my debut day, I can’t do it again.

I sit in front of the computer and prepare for the broadcast I’ll have later this evening.

As I was doing things that could be called work, I felt my mind clearing up.

Click

Well, anyway, the setup is completely finished.

I should try playing the game I briefly set up and think about how to proceed.

I placed my hands on the keyboard and pressed several control keys.

Boing boing

2-head-tall pixel characters jumping up and down.

The game I’m playing right now is ‘Dungeon Story Land’.

A famous RPG game and a game I enjoy playing.

‘Dungeon Story Land’ could be called the old version of that game, ‘Dungeon Story’.

The old version of Dungeon Story that could only be played on illegal private servers before.

Now, the game company has officially started to service it.

Actually, this game isn’t suitable for broadcasting…

But even considering that, the number of streamers who play Dungeon Story Land on their broadcasts has increased.

And what I’m planning to do is just a simple exploration, so it was decent content.

Hmph, I even borrowed the manager’s account for that.

I was surprised by the character on the manager’s account, which was at the considerably high level of 140.

But my surprise didn’t last long, thinking that I could enjoy the content easily thanks to it.

I just felt a sense of gratitude towards the manager.

Boing boing

By the way, unlike her appearance, the manager likes cute things, huh?

The manager’s character had a cute style of hair and cosmetic surgery set up.

And, the character was plastered with cute and adorable cosmetic items.

But most importantly…

[JiwonNyanNyan]

The character’s nickname was unusual.

Looking at the manager’s reaction when she lent me the account, it seems she didn’t think about the nickname.

I added one more broadcast angle with a beaming smile.

I could see the manager’s face turning red later, but it’s okay since she didn’t mention it, right?

Click

Anyway, I opened the broadcast waiting room.

While I was checking some settings, time had already passed.

[Is it up? Is it up? Is it up?]
[Openthedooropenthedooropenthedoor]
[Was the teacher’s chest good? Was the teacher’s chest good? Was the teacher’s chest good?]

Ugh, it’s already dizzying.

Threatening me to open the door… wait a minute, what’s that?

I took a closer look at some of the chats.

[Heu-eung… Teacher’s boobies]
[Until the polar bears go extinct…!]
[Drunk Naru for real]

No… how do the viewers know that?

Did someone talk about it while broadcasting at lunch earlier?

I calmed my pounding heart and turned on the microphone.

My plan was to pretend I didn’t know for now.

“H-hello, everyone…”

[Please explain]
[With Shiro-sensei, hehehe…]
[Naru, did you like Shiro’s boobs that much…]

Matakku… the chat window got even crazier when I turned on the mic, didn’t it?
(TL Note: ‘Matakku’ is Japanese for ‘good grief’ or ‘honestly’, expressing exasperation.)

I navigated the dizzying chat window and played dumb.

“No, what is everyone talking about? That’s all fabricated.”

[Oh, look at the cafe lol]
[You’re busted, you b*tch]
[lol]

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

[Thank you for your 1,000 won donation, ‘TrueNataDog’-nim!]
[If you’re so confident, you can just look at the cafe post, right? ㅇㅇ]

“Wh-what are you talking about? What cafe.”

[Thank you for your 100,000 won donation, ‘9th-grade Unemployed’-nim!]
[Are you really not going to look at the cafe?]

Hweh? A 100,000 won donation all of a sudden?

Originally, I had no intention of getting dragged in further…

But in the end, having succumbed to capitalism, I logged into the cafe.

“I’ll just look at one best post.”

When I sorted the posts by recommendation, the post with the most recommendations came to the top.

“Phew…”

I carefully clicked on that post.

Choa’s avatar appeared as soon as I played the video.

She’s saying something.

[“It’s true, I’m telling you. Naru-unni got tipsy after one cup of sake and…”]

Ah, so what Gyeoul-unni said was true.

My dark history, cross-verified by chance… my head started to throb again.

[lol]
[You said it was fabricated lol]
[Quickly, next clip, go go]

I clenched my teeth and played the next clip.

It’s Choa again.

[“And do you know what she did after that? She started groping Shiro-unni’s chest!”]

They say you can’t trust anyone…

Really, I didn’t know she would expose everything like this.

Han Sua, you wench! I’ll remember this!

I fumed inwardly and closed the window.

[kjw0407(Manager): lol]
[Baby, I’m baby Naru, gimme boobies]
[Napo-ti haem for real]
(TL Note: A pun combining ‘Naru’ and ‘Napoli’, likely referencing a meme.)

The viewers, having found a point to tease, began to burn up.

Even the manager is over there doing that?

Hmph, let’s see if she can still have that reaction after her nickname is exposed.

As the cafe window closed, Dungeon Story Land opened at the same time.

I quickly logged in and continued my lines.

“Yes, that’s it for the boring topic. The game for today is DunLan.”

[Boo, so boring]
[Let’s chat more]
[How can the first game stream be DunLan lol]
[Since it has come to this, let’s talk more about the company dinner]

The reaction wasn’t good.

But I held the key to turn that reaction around in one go.

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[Welcome, ‘JiwonNyanNyan’-nim!]

It’ll be suppressed if I publicly shame the manager.