It seems like the viewers are going to flood in, so even though I said only those who can arrive within twenty minutes should come, the large loading area is about to burst.
“Stop chattering, my babies, and gather over here!”
“Oh, I hear that in real life.”
“Puhaha.”
“Room Master, hi!”
“Hey, welcome.”
“Wow, the Room Master replied.”
“Damn, the Room Master is so pretty.”
“Wow, Baekseol in real life.”
[⚔️Why is my house so far away?]
[⚔️Damn, I’m on the KTX, just wait a bit, please.]
“But why are you all standing so far apart?”
“Because I’m shy.”
“Stop being shy and come here.”
[LOLOLOLOLOL]
From people who hurriedly took a taxi to those who drove their cars, a variety of viewers gathered, creating a spectacle.
“My babies! Fall in line and gather up!”
Amidst everyone laughing and chatting, one quick-witted person rushed over.
“Gijun!”
[Wow, he’s a military veteran LOL]
[This looks so fun, I wanna go too]
As one person took the lead, the viewers who were watching the situation swarmed in.
“Thanks for coming, everyone. You haven’t eaten, right? Let’s have some bread first.”
“Room Master, you said you’d give these to the kids, right?”
“Those kids are you guys.”
“Giggle.”
[⚔️What the hell, why are you talking to the Room Master?]
[⚔️Hang that kid up!]
While some were shy, others boldly approached and started conversations.
Anyway, unlike our usual bickering relationship, it was surprisingly warm and friendly.
“See that big bag over there? Fill it up as much as you can.”
I handed over the huge 100-liter bag I had bought beforehand.
“You want us to fill this?”
“Pack it tight and take it home. Your families need to eat too.”
The viewers, holding bags bigger than an adult’s torso, looked at me in disbelief.
“Room Master, there are easily over a hundred people here. You want each of us to fill one of these?”
“Yes.”
“But this is brioche bread. It’s really expensive.”
“Expensive or not, it’s just bread. Stop worrying and go grab some bread.”
Finally, the viewers who were hesitating grabbed a bag each and swarmed toward the truck.
“Jia, Jiu, do you like bread?”
“Yes, I like it.”
“Yes!!”
“Good.”
I patted Jia and Jiu’s heads, and they smiled brightly.
“See those guys over there filling up their bags? Jia and Jiu, you go too.”
“Wow! Pizza bread!”
Jiu, holding a bag bigger than herself, excitedly ran off, and Jia followed confidently behind.
“Eun-A, don’t you need bread?”
“I’m coming too!”
Even Eun-A ran off to pick bread, and the noisy surroundings quieted down.
At the scene, someone named Park Min-kyung had even brought a forklift to unload pallets full of bread.
It looked like a scene from a fairy tale where kids freely take candy from a candy house.
[⚔️I’m so jealous, my insides are twisting]
[⚔️For real, I wanna go too, but it’s too far]
“This is just a quick bread meet-up, so I’ll properly invite you all later. Don’t be too sad, my babies.”
[⚔️Room Master, you better keep that promise]
[⚔️LOL just jump off if you don’t]
“I will, my babies. Did I know Grandpa Denis would be this generous? I’m shocked too.”
[⚔️LOL true]
[⚔️Just Denis being a legend]
As I was chatting with the viewers, a car pulled into the open area.
[⚔️They must’ve come from really far away]
[⚔️I’m holding back, but who are those guys?]
The car stopped.
Four big guys get out of the car in a rush.
“Huh?”
“Big sis, we’re here.”
“Cheol?”
[⚔️Gang Cheol appears]
[Lol, his name is Gang Cheol?]
[⚔️Damn, look at his size, still scary as hell even after seeing it again.]
It was Cheol and his comrades, who had bonded with him in the military.
“What, how did you get here?”
“We heard you were having a fan meeting on the broadcast, so we rushed over.”
Unlike before, they answered with a refreshing laugh.
“It’s not a fan meeting, it’s a bread meeting. How did you manage your schedule?”
“I was on administrative duty yesterday, and the seniors who came with me were also on duty in places like the command control room.”
“If you were on duty, you should’ve been resting. Thanks for coming, though.”
As I spread my arms toward the Viper unit members, they slowly bowed their large upper bodies, as if it was familiar.
“My boys. Thanks for coming.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“If it’s something that requires strength, it’s our job.”
As I hugged and patted each unit member, smiles bloomed on their rough faces.
[Damn, who are these guys? Where do they live?]
[⚔️Lol, if you’re jealous of the newbies, go ahead and try, you’ll probably fold in half.]
[They’re flexing hard, I’m a gym rat.]
[⚔️Can you still work out if you have a hole in your head? I don’t know.]
Watching the Viper unit members run toward the truck to help people, I lit a cigarette.
“Phew—. This is insane. How are we gonna move all that?”
[⚔️Can’t we just move the whole truck?]
[⚔️There’s no way we can move three 11-ton trucks by hand.]
After carefully watching the viewers’ chats, I approached the person who brought the bread.
“Can we use the truck?”
“The drivers are also part of our team, so as long as you respect their off-duty hours, it’s fine.”
“Oh! Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. Please give my regards to Mr. Valois.”
“Sure. I’ll tell grandpa you did well.”
“Thank you. If you need more, we can airlift it anytime, just let us know.”
“No, this is already too much.”
After getting permission and some time passed, it seemed like most of the bread had been packed.
“Guys, if you’re done packing the bread, gather up!”
At my call, people rushed over.
“There’s a lot of bread left. Can you help distribute it to the kids around? If you have something to do, you can leave first.”
A few seemed like they might leave, but no one did.
“Tennyo, I came to see you, why are you sending me away!!”
“Pfft.”
From behind the crowd, someone shouted.
“Alright. Thanks, boys. Take your time and enjoy.”
At such a simple remark, the open space turned into a sea of laughter.
“Anyone who brought a car? Let’s give rides to those who walked and deliver the bread around.”
“Yea.”
“Let’s go!”
***
Arriving at the local daycare with countless people and even 11-ton trucks, one person came out looking flustered.
“What brings you here?”
“We have a lot of leftover bread.”
“….Huh?”
After explaining the situation, the daycare director, looking apologetic, spoke up.
“We appreciate the thought, but we can’t give unverified food to the children.”
According to the director, since the daycare has children from high school to preschool age, they can’t just give out perishable bread products.
While pondering what to do, someone from the headquarters walked out.
“Hello, Director. I’m Park Min-kyung, the Korea branch manager of Boulangerie Korea.”
The troubled director took the business card, and a call sign immediately came through.
“Is that power?”
[⚔️Lololololol]
[Just…]
I thought you were the bakery owner, lol.
Just in case the director changed his mind, we moved swiftly and delivered bread with the viewers.
“Should Jiu move too?”
“Yes!”
Jia and Jiu were also diligently carrying bread with their tiny hands.
Not wanting to fall behind, I grabbed several bread bags tied by the viewers and started moving them, which made the people around me widen their eyes in surprise.
“The room master is crazy strong.”
“Damn, this is heavy.”
After delivering all the bread to the daycare, a problem arose: even though we moved a lot, there was still too much bread piled up in the truck.
There weren’t as many people living in the daycare as I thought, so they couldn’t consume all the bread.
I had no choice but to gather all the viewers.
“Guys, we have no choice. Let’s put them in big bags and each of us take some to distribute.”
“All of this?”
“Not all, but use your phones to search for places where struggling elders or kids live nearby and deliver it there. If you see homeless people on the way, feel free to give them some too. Do as you please.”
I felt bad for making them work so hard, but thankfully, the viewers responded positively.
“Sorry for only giving you tough tasks and not even buying you food. It’s also a hassle for you to find a place to eat with this many people suddenly showing up.”
“That’s true.”
“It’s fine!”
“Room master! Host a proper fan meeting next time!”
“Alright, I’ll show you what I’m made of. Promise!”
“Promise!”
“Promise!!”
[⚔️It’s a festival!!]
[⚔️Yay, we got the promise!]
[⚔️Damn, I’m definitely going next time]
[⚔️I’m already shaking with excitement]
Seeing the viewers respond so loudly to my words made me feel like a celebrity, even though I’m just a personal streamer.
“My babies, come here one by one.”
As I spread my arms wide, the viewers came forward one by one, smiling.
“You worked hard. Next time, I’ll treat you to something delicious.”
“I think I’m already full.”
As I hugged each one and patted their backs, they all made some silly comments before leaving.
“Thanks for coming.”
“I’m even more grateful. The room master’s heart is so warm.”
After the hugs, people left one by one with their bread bags, leaving only Eonni Eun-A, the siblings, and the squad members.
“Still, there’s more than a truckload of bread left.”
The amount of bread loaded in the 11-ton truck was beyond imagination.
“Eonni Eun-A, can you take Jia and Jiu with you?”
“Where are you going, Ga-eul?”
“I have somewhere to go. I need to handle that bread.”
[⚔️Who’s gonna eat all that?]
[⚔️Should we take it to the Workers’ Party building?]
“If we consider the number of people and their appetites, it’s like an army. We’re heading to the Black Death Warrior Unit.”
[Gasp]
[⚔️Gasp]
Then, Cheol, who had been listening, approached.
“Miss, the military doesn’t allow outside food.”
“Wait a sec.”
Hearing Cheol’s words, I took out my phone and dialed a saved number.
– Hello?
“Hello, Battalion Commander. It’s Ga-eul.”
– Ah! Ga-eul, it’s been a while.
“Battalion Commander, I received a lot of bread from a bakery. Would it be okay to share some with the unit members? It’s freshly baked today.”
– Normally, outside food is prohibited because it could cause issues and reduce operational efficiency, but since it’s you, Ga-eul, it should be fine.
“Ah! Thank you!!”
– Haha. I should be the one thanking you.
“Alright. Take care!”
Click.
After hanging up, the squad members were looking at me with strange expressions.
“What? Why?”
“Is this… power?”
[⚔️Is this power?]
[⚔️Wow, sweet.]
“Stop talking nonsense and get in the car. Can I hitch a ride too?”
“Me, me! The seat next to you, sis!”
“This kid has no sense of respect.”
“Ah, Sergeant Park, you should be driving, not talking.”
After a one-hour drive to the military base, thanks to Cheol’s heads-up, the Battalion Commander, who should’ve been at headquarters, was waiting at the entrance.
“Battalion Commander!”
“Long time no see, Ga-eul. But what’s that…?”
The Battalion Commander looked visibly flustered upon seeing the massive 11-ton truck. He probably thought I was just bringing a few loaves of bread.
“Is that what you meant by ‘a lot,’ Ga-eul?”
“Yes. It’s a lot.”
“……”
[⚔️LOLOLOLOL]
[⚔️Ah, even the Battalion Commander laughed LOL Did he really think it’d be that much? LOL]
“The soldiers are going to have to eat a lot.”
The soldiers standing nearby seemed to be sweating bullets at that remark.
“Now that I think about it, Sergeant Park. We’re not going to be eating bread for every meal, right?”
“Right…?”
The base was thrown into chaos over the sudden bread overload.
“Oh, right. Did our Cheol do the best job? Should I give him a kiss?”
At my words, the surroundings fell silent.
“Uh… no. I want to live a long life.”
[⚔️LOLOLOL Good job, Cheol, you almost got sent off]
[⚔️LOL If you don’t wanna die, keep acting like this]
***
<The True Face of a Personal Broadcaster Who Cursed at Reporters and Viewers>
Reporter Park In-jun
A certain individual broadcaster, known for her personal streams, has sparked controversy by hurling insults at reporters and viewers during a broadcast.
She once saved Denis Valoia, the owner of the Golden Wheat Field, during a foreign yacht party.
But unlike her good deeds, her mouth is notoriously foul.
While she donates meals to struggling children and sponsors large amounts of bread for soldiers protecting the nation…
She also lashed out at reporters, saying, “You f***ing b****. Do I not have the right to spin your head around?” Her mouth and hands seem to operate independently.
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[os***]: Is the reporter an idiot?
[si***]: Either curse or compliment, pick one.
[wa***]: LOL our Bangjang is a legend.
[mo***]: Did this b**** sneak into the bread meeting? If I see you, you’re dead.
[d1***]: I can’t even understand what she’s saying LOL Did the reporter take drugs?
[zz***]: Even we don’t understand our Bangjang, what makes you think you will? LOL Understand this, you reporter b****.
[ku***]: She sometimes goes off like a crazy person, but she’s actually kind.
***
“These f***ers. Now they’re writing articles?”
[⚔️Oh no, she saw it.]