*Click.*
After struggling with the lighter for a while, the cigar finally catches fire.
“Phew—”
Sitting on a chair in the rooftop yard, puffing on the cigar, I’m reminded of the first time Grandfather Kamar gave me cigars and wine.
Rummaging through the storage space, I find there’s still plenty of wine left that he had packed for me.
*Pop!*
Pulling out the cork with my fingernail, a subtle yet rich fruity aroma fills the air.
*Gulp, gulp, gulp.*
“Ahhh, so good.”
“Me too!”
“Baekseol too? But this is alcohol!”
Baekseol, who had been rolling her favorite toy on the table, climbs onto my lap.
I wonder if it’s okay for her to drink.
But since she’s a special kid, I pour a tiny bit onto my palm, and she quickly laps it up with her little tongue.
“Is it tasty?”
Judging by her twitching ears, I guess she doesn’t know what flavor it is.
“Pfft. Baekseol, let’s wait until you’re a bit older.”
But will she even grow?
Petting her, she’s so small, almost too small.
As my hand moves from her head to her back, her hidden little ears pop out, twitching.
Someday, maybe I’ll share a drink with Baekseol.
“Phew—”
*Gulp, gulp.*
The wine feels so smooth as it goes down.
“Hmm.”
It’s time to turn on the morning broadcast, a habit now.
The moment I turn it on, it’s guaranteed to get as noisy as a market.
This morning, I just want to savor a bit more peace.
“Phew——”
It’s a good morning.
Wondering what the viewers are up to, I check the Triple Net community, and as always, they’re lively.
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**Title: When’s the Room Master coming?**
**Wasabi Soybean Powder:**
Still sleeping?
**[Absentee Cover]:**
But the Room Master is way more hardworking than their image suggests.
**[Angelru]:**
LOL, true.
**[Ariel Land]:**
They’ve been streaming almost non-stop for a week, barely any breaks.
**[Wasabi Soybean Powder]:**
Right, they’re like a streaming machine.
**[Moorinu]:**
Honestly, I like it.
—
This is Han Ga-eul’s Triple Net community.
It’s a bit surreal to see them talking about me.
“What’s my image anyway?”
*Gulp, gulp.*
Blowing into the bottle feels a bit tastier than sipping from a glass.
Grandfather Kamar once said wine blooms in a glass, but this feels more fitting.
“Phew—”
Sitting on a cheap chair in a cheap rooftop room, puffing on an expensive cigar and drinking even more expensive wine—does it even make sense?
“Good things are good, right?”
“Good!”
Baekseol keeps licking my palm, tickling me.
Playing with Baekseol, who’s now nibbling on my fingers, I head into the demon realm community.
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**Title: When the Room Master sleeps**
**Honeygood (112.111):**
They probably sleep like an old man.
**[ㅇㅇ]:**
LMAO, true.
**[ㅇㅇ]:**
If you’re gonna waste that face, just give it to me.
**[ㅋㅋ]:**
Go to your own gallery.
**[ㅇㅇ]:**
LOL.
“Take care of your own room, you idiot. Your gallery pride is showing.”
“[LOL] : What a damn bastard.”
“Wow.”
“Were they always this fierce?”
“Not just fierce, they’re on another level of crazy.”
“It says ‘Room Master,’ but I know it’s about me without even looking.”
“Title: Hako Recommendation”
“ID: Ulala”
“Just started, seems bad at games.”
“[User]: Went there, no charm at all, boring. Why recommend this?”
“[User]: LOL, worse than the yellow dog house in my neighborhood.”
“[User]: It’s called Hako, you idiot.”
“[User]: When is Ga-eul streaming?”
“[User]: Probably sleeping in, LOL.”
“They start by tearing into things right away.”
“Even a fierce hunting dog wouldn’t be this bad. These guys are nuts.”
“‘I swear they used to be cute…?'”
“Can’t tell if I’ve grown attached after dealing with these lunatics.”
“Title: Manager Han!!!”
“Absentee Cover (117.111)”
“Open the chat!!!!”
“[User]: LOL, Manager Han is sleeping soundly.”
“[Absentee Cover]: Open it now!!!”
“[User]: Opened it! Thor! www.triple.net/RaDelhi/775321”
“[User]: Holy sh*t, it’s that Radelly b*tch!!”
“[User]: Damn it, Heimdall!!!!”
“Do they ever get tired of doing this every day?”
“But, Radelly?”
“Clicked the link a viewer left, and a message popped up asking if I wanted to sync with the TripleNet app.”
“Pressed confirm, and there was Radelly, already streaming hard in the morning.”
“‘Wow, more viewers today.'”
“[Me]”
“[Rock]”
“[Me]”
“[Rock]”
“‘Ah, no, what’s going on?'”
“[Die!!]”
“[Ugh, why is this b*tch even here!]”
“[Heimdall!!!!!!]”
“[Isn’t this the one who sucks at boxing? LOL]”
“Radelly is getting hit with a sudden frost in the morning.”
“No, she’s facing a disaster.”
“Sweating bullets trying to calm the viewers, but not a single new viewer is sticking around.”
“‘I’m good at boxing!'”
“[LOL, really?]”
“[This one’s triggered, LOL]”
“[Who are these people?]”
“[Is this idiot changing masks every morning? LOL, already exposed but still acting.]”
“Radelly’s veins are popping on her neck.”
“To a Korean, especially a game streamer, being called bad at games is close to humiliation.”
“Watched a bit more, then turned off my phone and picked up the liquor bottle.”
“Gulp, gulp.”
“The smooth wine goes down my throat easily.”
“After finishing, I should ask Grandfather for a bit more.”
“Baekseol, let’s go in.”
“Yes!”
“Carrying Baekseol, I went into the room and slumped into a chair, feeling completely drained.”
“Seems like alcohol doesn’t just soften meat, but people too.”
“Phew.”
“Baekseol seems to be the type to get absorbed in one thing, already focused again.”
I playfully poke with my finger on my knee.
“Nyong nyong nyong.”
“That tickles!”
When I scratch its belly, it goes wild.
While playing with Baekseol with one hand, I glanced at what kind of broadcast the others were doing.
As I scrolled down, I saw Eonni Eun-A’s broadcast.
As usual, today she was singing in the first part of her show.
“This Eonni is so consistent.”
I was supposed to practice singing, but she happened to be doing viewer-participation content.
When I pressed the computer’s power button, the boot sound played, and the desktop screen appeared in no time.
I went to Eonni’s broadcast on the computer, and she was still recruiting viewers.
『Any more participants?』
“Can I join through sponsorship?”
[Ding!]
[User “No, it’s me” sponsored 100,000 won.]
[Me!]
When I sponsored Eonni’s room, the ID I used to watch other people’s broadcasts popped up.
『Ah! Thank you so much, “No, it’s me,” for the big sponsorship of 100,000 won!! Please come into the room I made, and what song would you like to sing?』
[No, it’s me]: I’ll take three steps to Lim Yoo-joon’s love.
『Wow, you picked a really tough song.』
Three steps to Lim Yoo-joon’s love.
It’s a famously difficult song, joked about for not needing copyright registration because everyone respects the copyright so well.
Eonni Eun-A must have started the accompaniment, as the music soon flowed out.
At first, it’s manageable.
【One step of friendship that will become a precious memory】
But as time goes on, it gets harder.
I used to be able to sing it easily before.
Thanks to my skills, it was a song with no technical difficulties.
But the emotions of the characters in the song feel heavy.
【I feel my heart race at the sight of you smiling】
Even though it’s a simple song about the racing heart and love of early romance, it feels difficult.
「Child, singing always comes with understanding.」
Suddenly, the story Grandmother told me yesterday flashes through my mind.
I think I understand a little now.
Understanding emotions isn’t something you can achieve just by trying.
Ordinary people can’t understand the pain of a drug addict.
They just try to understand.
Ordinary people can’t understand someone who is mentally ill.
They just try to understand.
How could I understand a love I’ve never experienced?
Looking down, I see Baekseol wiggling its ears and waving my finger to the song.
When I gently scratch Baekseol’s chin, it melts like sticky rice cake and sprawls out on my lap.
Even without trying to understand, I think I know a little about what love is.
Now, I feel like I can infuse the song with the faint longing I watched yesterday and the loveliness I see before my eyes.
【Even without words, I wish this feeling could reach you】
【One step of love hoping to reach you♪】
After the song ended, I waited for Eonni’s words, but there was silence for a moment. Eonni, and the viewers watching her.
『Wow, insane!!』
[Wow, that was insane for real]
[I’ve never seen Eun-A swear before lol]
[It’s something that came from the soul, what can you do lol]
[Wow, that was amazing]
『Are you serious?! No, Autumn!?』
I got caught right away.
[No, it’s NoTtung] : No, it’s NoTtung.
Overwhelmed by sudden embarrassment, I bolted out of Eonni’s room like I was running away.
“Phew! Baekseol, did I call you well?”
“Good!”
Since Baekseol acknowledged it, I must have called her well.
Later, I remembered Radelly and turned on the broadcast, only to find her condition had worsened even more.
Her face was pale.
People who seemed to be my viewers were wrecking Radelly’s house.
Despite all that, they didn’t mention me even once, cleverly destroying the house while having fun.
A bunch of crazy mutts.
The temperature difference between Eonni Eun-A’s room and Radelly’s room was just too extreme.
Turning on the broadcast would solve the problem right away, but since it was my morning break, I didn’t feel like turning it on immediately.
Drip, drip. Tap.
After creating an account on the community where my viewers usually hang out, I posted something and waited. Soon, comments started pouring in.
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Title: It’s me, Autumn.
NoTtung (112.123)
My babies, stop messing with the wrong people and behave.
[ㅇㅇ] : Shut uuuup!!
ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : A newbie messing with the gallery owner lol
ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Idiot
[ㅇㅇ] : I’ve seen this somewhere before, my babies are going wild lol
[ㅇㅇ] : Why am I your baby? Go die, you jerk
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“Ah, I’m dizzy.”
Click.
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Title: It’s me, Autumn.
NoTtung (112.123)
My babies, behave before you die.
[ㅇㅇ] : O_K
ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : O_K
[ㅇㅇ] : Lol, is the gallery owner spying?
ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : Wait, is it really Autumn?
[ㅇㅇ] : So pretty lol
[Rice Bear Soup] : (・`◡´・)ゝ
[One Ram Rat] : Room master, open the door!!!!!!!
[ㅇㅇ] : What are you doing, boss? Open the door!!
[ㅇㅇ] : Woo-hoo!! Was it really Autumn? lol
[Absentee Cover] : Let’s gooo
ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] : The room master didn’t open the door lol
ㄴ[Absentee Cover] : Hurry up and open it!!
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