Chapter 5

The camera only shows my face and the wall.

I deliberately arranged the computer like that.

To prevent my private life from being exposed in case I accidentally didn’t end the broadcast.

Anyway, so the viewers didn’t know the layout of my room.

Until just now.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Oh, damn? Your house is huge!

【Yoho】—Wow. It’s spacious.

I turned on the mobile broadcast and streamed my room.

Guburi and Yoho’s reactions were, as expected, “It’s big.”

I think so too.

For a room with just a bed, desk, and computer, it’s unnecessarily spacious.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—But why is your house so empty? Just a bed and desk? No kitchen… Is this not a house but some office?

Seems like there’s some misunderstanding.

This is just one of the rooms on the 2nd floor.

Of course, there’s no kitchen.

I immediately explained the reason.

“No? It’s a house. This is just a sub bedroom, so there’s no other furniture.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—?? What bedroom? Sub bedroom?

【Yoho】—Ah, it’s a bedroom? No wonder it felt empty.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—??? Who are you to accept this situation so casually?

【Yoho】—Is there anything strange? The Room Master must be quite well-off.

Unlike Guburi, Yoho accepted it without any issue.

Yoho seems to be doing well too.

“Anyway, I’ll head down to the 1st floor first. It’ll take too long to show the entire 2nd floor. I can’t show the main bedroom due to privacy reasons.”

【Yoho】—Before that, can you show us changing clothes?

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Huh? It’s a house? Why is the 2nd-floor room so big? And what’s a sub bedroom?

“Clothes? I’m just wearing my usual stuff, so there’s not much to see. Hold on a sec…”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Damn it! Don’t ignore my chat!

I changed the smartphone’s perspective.

The screen, which was showing the room, now captured my appearance.

My current outfit is:

A slightly loose black long-sleeve.

Comfortable-fit black slacks.

And black socks.

That’s all.

“See? It’s normal.”

【Yoho】—All black…

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—What? Are you a grim reaper? Where’s my angel! Damn fallen angel!

“What angel are you talking about, damn it. Are you saying I used to wear a white T-shirt during broadcasts?”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—From now on, you’re a devil. My little angel is dead.

【Yoho】—Sigh. Gyeongsaeng, the Room Master’s face was never angelic. It’s more of a decadent charm. If you must compare, an incubus fits better.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Shut up! To me, he was an angel! Now he’s dead though!

“Who’s dead, you crazy woman? Want to keep spouting nonsense? Or rather, is my outfit weird? I always wear this when going out.”

【Yoho】—No. For others, it might be, but for the Room Master, it looks very sophisticated and cool.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Damn. I hate to admit it, but it strangely suits you. Still, I prefer white. Give me back my angel!

From their reactions, it seems it’s not weird.

That’s a relief.

I don’t really want to wear other colors.

I like black.

So most of my clothes are black.

Of course, my preference is the same in this world too.

Just as I was about to leave the room, thinking there’s no issue with my outfit,

Yoho sent a long question.

【Yoho】—But if the 2nd-floor room is this big, you must be quite well-off. Why did you curse at us for donations back then? Was it just a concept?

“Huh? Oh, back then? I wasn’t really asking for money, I just didn’t know what to say and blurted it out.”

I roughly answered and was about to leave again.

“…Wait a minute.”

I sensed something strange.

How does Yoho know that?

The viewer who came in, got cursed at by me, and ran away had the nickname ‘Yothokkoong with a toothpick poking poking.’

There were no other viewers in the room.

So knowing that fact means…

“Yothokkoong, was that you, Yoho?”

I asked.

Yoho’s chat didn’t come up.

Instead, Guburi’s mocking chat appeared.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—LOL, look at the no chat. Damn, you got caught, huh? Acting all prim and proper like a lesbian, but your nickname was Yothokkoong LOLOLOL

Yoho didn’t chat until the end.

Checking the viewer list, she hadn’t left.

Seems like she was too embarrassed to chat.

“Yoho.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—That bitch probably went to kill herself LOL Don’t even think about changing your ID~ I’ll catch you~

“Guburi, you stay quiet. Yoho, chat.”

About 10 seconds passed.

『’Yoho’ has sponsored 1,000,000 won.』

└Sorry… Back then, my home internet was unstable, so the broadcast cut out. The second time too ㅜㅜ That vulgar nickname was made by my younger sibling, so I changed it… I didn’t mean to deceive you, Room Master… I didn’t think it was necessary to reveal it was me…

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Damn, what’s with this bitch?

A sponsorship came through.

A whopping 1,000,000 won.

Why are you throwing so much money…

You might think, with so much wealth, why the fuss.

But unlike some nouveau riche, my sense of money isn’t shattered. I still recognize 1,000,000 won as a significant amount.

Receiving such an amount from a viewer whose face I don’t even know is quite burdensome.

I’m fine with giving, but receiving is a bit…

“…Yoho.”

『’Yoho’ has sponsored 1,000,000 won.』

└Yes…

Answering once, another 1,000,000 won.

Seems like you have a lot of money.

‘How do I turn off donations?’

Still unfamiliar with the settings, I couldn’t find it.

I’ll just tell her not to send anymore.

“Don’t answer with a donation message, just use regular chat. If you send one more, I’ll ban you.”

【Yoho】—Yes…

“And you don’t have to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Honestly, it was annoying.

It pissed me off that she left without a word twice.

But that’s it.

Yoho didn’t do anything particularly wrong. This wasn’t a big deal.

【Yoho】—Still, I’m sorry…

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—If you’re sorry, quickly bow your head and prove it, you bitch LOL

“No, I said you don’t have to apologize? Stop with the ‘I’m sorry’ chats, damn it.”

【Yoho】—Yes…

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—LOL Yoho, your excuses are so lame. ‘My sibling made the nickname,’ ‘The internet cut out so the room disconnected’… Why make such obvious lies? LOL

『’Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been chat restricted. Remaining time 00:01:00』

“Anyway, let’s just move on from this incident. I’ll refund you, so give me your account.”

【Yoho】—No. You said you’re going to the mart today, so use it for shopping.

“I don’t need it, so give me your account. Don’t make me say it twice.”

【Yoho】—Ah…

So, I eventually refunded the donation.

I didn’t calculate the fees separately.

And in the meantime, Gyeongsaeng Guburi’s chat restriction was lifted.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Yosh! Revival! But why didn’t you offer to refund the donation I sent last time?

“What, should I?”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Nah, no need.

“Then why did you ask, damn it.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Hehe, just because~

『’Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been chat restricted. Remaining time 00:03:00』

“Anyway, let’s get back to the content. I’ll show you the 1st floor first.”

The incident ended like this.

I picked up the selfie stick and went down to the 1st floor.

***

I changed the camera perspective again.

Since it’s content to show the house, not my face.

At first, there were complaints from Guburi to just show my face, but as I started showing various parts of the house, those chats gradually decreased.

“I think I’ve shown enough of the 1st floor, next is…”

I went out to the yard through the 1st-floor window.

An artificial grass garden was visible.

As I slowly walked across the pond’s bridge, capturing all the scenery on camera, viewers’ chats came up.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Wow. This is just a mansion. Is our Gyesekkihoon a chaebol’s second son?

“A chaebol’s second son? No, just a lucky nouveau riche.”

【Yoho】—Nice house! The building seems new… The tree in the garden is artificial, right?

“Yes. It’s too bothersome to maintain, and hiring a gardener felt too extravagant.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—I want to live in a detached house too, damn it. To think I donated to such a rich person without knowing… I’ve changed my mind. Refund the donation I sent last time ㅡㅡ

『’Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been chat restricted. Remaining time 00:05:00』

I moved to the next location.

I showed about half of the places in the yard, like the swimming pool, terrace, and warehouse. Showing everything would take too much time.

The final destination was the garage.

I was planning to drive to the mart soon.

In the garage was my temporary steed, ‘Bboong Bboong.’

It’s an automatic transmission vehicle, so I didn’t give it a cool name like ‘Vroom Vroom.’ It’s not painted black either.

Once I get a regular or large license, I plan to switch to a manual vehicle. Either by getting a new car or modifying Bboong Bboong to a manual transmission.

【Yoho】—Gasp. You drive a truck?

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—What? A Bongo? Doesn’t suit you.

“It’s a Porter.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Same difference… But with all that money, why not get a foreign car?

“I’m not interested in foreign cars. Trucks are comfortable. Anyway, let’s take Bboong Bboong to the mart.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Huh? What’s Bboong Bboong?

“The car’s name.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—LOL Damn, the car’s name is Bboong Bboong? Does it run on farts? LOL

【Yoho】—Your naming sense is amazing!

『’Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been chat restricted. Remaining time 00:10:00』

『’Yoho’ has been chat restricted. Remaining time 00:01:00』

I got into the car right away.

And fixed the smartphone on the steering wheel mount.

The perspective, of course, is the front of the car.

Since it’s a broadcast to feel like we’re driving together, my face doesn’t need to be shown.

As I drove out of the garage and slowly drove down the rural road with fields,

I saw a line of green humans walking towards me.

They were marching soldiers.

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