Chapter 88

After finishing the call with Kwaehwal Namsu.

I changed clothes, checked the chat window on my phone, and left the changing room.

【Jujijoa】—But if it’s a meal appointment, doesn’t that mean you can’t do the broadcast again?

【Min Ji】—It’s fine this time because the person I made the appointment with is also a broadcaster.

【Jujijoa】—Ah. That’s right.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Gyesekkihoon, show us the changing scene! Show us!

【Qkrnfl892】—Show us!

【Handsome Licker】—Show us! *Lick*!

【Drifting AI】—I’ll show you! I’ll do it.

【Yoho】—Please show us!

【Min Ji】—Tsk tsk.

They were acting up again.

The viewers couldn’t stay still for even a moment.

I sighed, picked up the camera, and spoke.

“Guys, I just got off the phone with Hyunsu hyung, and at the bar we reserved today…”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Show us!

“…Maid. Guburi, chat ban.”

【Maid】—Wakya-pya!

『‘Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been restricted from chatting. Remaining time: 00:01:00』

First, I banned Guburi.

Then, I calmly explained to the viewers what I had just discussed with Kwaehwal Namsu.

The viewers’ reactions were indifferent.

Whether we did a joint broadcast or not.

They didn’t seem to care much.

I was worried they might dislike it, but thankfully, they didn’t.

【Big Girl】—As long as you don’t end the broadcast, it’s fine.

【Min Ji】—Same here.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—But why are you asking for our opinion? You’d ignore us even if we told you not to go, you bastard. Lol.

【Handsome Licker】—For real lol. Ignored Sehoon. *Lick*.

【Qkrnfl892】—Isn’t this basically just a notice? Lol.

【Balloon Gum Collector】—Wakya-pya! Pretending to respect our opinions!

【Maid】—Wakya-pya! Pretending to ask for our opinions!

【Maehwa Tree】—By the way, are there any female broadcasters there?

【Jujijoa】—Of course there will be.

【Yoho】—Huh.

“So, no objections? If anyone doesn’t want me to go there, don’t hesitate to speak up. I respect your opinions.”

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—What? You’re taking objections? Then I’m casting one vote against it!

“Maid. Guburi, chat ban.”

【Maid】—Wakya-pya!

【Maid】—Wakya-pya?

“Hurry up. If you don’t want to get banned too.”

『‘Gyeongsaeng Guburi’ has been restricted from chatting. Remaining time: 00:02:00』

【Handsome Licker】—I knew you’d do that. *Lick*.

【Qkrnfl892】—You’re really insane.

【Min Ji】—Guburi-nim is getting banned a lot today.

【Yoho】—He’s lost all his senses.

【Balloon Gum Collector】—Wakya-pya! It was a trap investigation!

【Maid】—Wakya-pya…

【Reverse Rape Mania】—Lol, but there are probably a lot of male broadcasters there too, right? I hope it’s a flower field.

【Drifting AI】—I’ll say it. According to CCTV, there are more men.

“Flower field, my ass… If there are more men, it’s not a flower field, it’s a dick field.”

【Reverse Rape Mania】—Dick field? Even better. Lol.

【Yoho】—It’s more like a squid field or a minefield, what’s so good about it?

【Min Ji】—That’s right. Whether it’s men or women, they all turn into squids next to Sehoon-nim.

【Maehwa Tree】—Those two are like real fanatics.

【Jujijoa】—But they’re not wrong.

“Anyway, since there are no objections, shall we head to the bar where Hyunsu hyung is right now?”

【Qkrnfl892】—?? No objections?

【Handsome Licker】—Were there none? *Lick*.

【Jujijoa】—There were none.

After getting unanimous agreement from the viewers, I headed to the bar where Kwaehwal Namsu was waiting.

***

After walking for 15 minutes, I arrived at the meeting spot and saw Kwaehwal Namsu standing at the entrance.

He must have come out to greet me.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Kwaehwal-jaji, hi.

【Yoho】—Don’t make sex jokes to other broadcasters.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—It’s not like they’ll see the chat anyway, so what’s the big deal?

【Handsome Licker】—Feels nostalgic. The first time I saw Sehoon’s broadcast was when he did a joint broadcast with Kwaehwal Namsu.

【Balloon Gum Collector】—Wakya-pya. Why isn’t Handsome John licking when he sees a man?

【Maid】—Wakya-pya. Did he lose his tongue?

【Handsome Licker】—My licking is now reserved for Sehoon and you guys. *Lick*.

【Jujijoa】—That’s so gross.

【Maehwa Tree】—Don’t do it to us, just do it to Sehoon.

【Reverse Rape Mania】—Don’t do it to Sehoon either. Damn.

【Min Ji】—Wow. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Kwaehwal Namsu.

【Qkrnfl892】—Min Ji, did you watch Kwaehwal Namsu’s broadcast too?

【Min Ji】—No comment.

【Yoho】—Right. Back then, there was a viewer who had a sponsorship battle with me on Kwaehwal Namsu’s broadcast and got crushed realizing the difference in level… I think their nickname was similar to Min Ji-nim’s?

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Yeah, I think their nickname was Kwaehwal Min Ji.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Wait, damn? Isn’t that Kwaehwal Min Ji the same as the Min Ji here? No wonder the nickname felt so familiar when I first saw it. Damn.

【Yoho】—Min Ji-nim. Is that you from back then? Lol.

【Handsome Licker】—Yoho, you’re acting like you don’t know, but you clearly do. *Lick*.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Reveal your identity! You bitch!

【Min Ji】—I don’t know that person.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—It’s you, isn’t it? I kept banning you, you bitch. Remember? Kkyuppul kkyuppul.

【Min Ji】—??? I wasn’t a manager, just a passionate fan, so I didn’t have banning privileges. -_-

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Ah, okay. Then I’ll let it slide.

【Handsome Licker】—Lol. What’s with Guburi? He’s making her confess so naturally. *Lick*.

【Yoho】—Lol.

‘They’re really having fun among themselves.’

After taking my eyes off the phone, I called out to Kwaehwal Namsu and waved. Only then did he notice me.

“Oh! Long time no see, Sehoon! Haha!”

Kwaehwal Namsu greeted me with a bright smile.

“Sehoon, you haven’t changed at all! You’ve been doing well, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve been doing alright. How about you, Hyunsu hyung?”

“I’ve been doing well too. Except for that thing that happened last time…”

Kwaehwal Namsu quickly trailed off.

He looked like he regretted bringing it up.

‘That thing that happened last time…’

I could roughly guess.

The day we canceled the meal appointment.

He must be talking about the incident where his acquaintance committed suicide.

While asking about each other’s well-being, that incident must have come to mind.

Suddenly, a heavy atmosphere settled between us.

“Ah, sorry… I made the mood unnecessarily dark with that pointless talk.”

“It’s fine.”

“Anyway, let’s go in! This bar is hard to reserve, so all the food is seriously amazing. You’ll love it.”

Kwaehwal Namsu forced a bright smile.

Then he lightly patted my shoulder and went into the bar first.

I silently followed him.

***

The interior was quite luxurious.

It felt like a high-end omakase-style bar.

【Gyeongsaeng Guburi】—Perfect place for sex.

【Reverse Rape Mania】—Agreed.

【Jujijoa】—Don’t agree, you crazy bitch.

【Big Girl】—Oh. The atmosphere here is nice.

【Maehwa Tree】—Yeah, not bad.

【Min Ji】—Ah, I know this place! It’s super hard to reserve, right? I tried offering more money before, but they still wouldn’t let me reserve. T_T

【Yoho】—Maybe you didn’t have enough money?

【Min Ji】—Don’t get ahead of yourself.

【Balloon Gum Collector】—Wakya-pya! Another drinking broadcast! I just grabbed some alcohol from my fridge!

【Maid】—Wakya-pya… You’re just taking it out and drinking it in my house…

The viewers seemed to like the bar’s atmosphere.

‘More importantly… There really are only broadcasters here.’

As I followed Kwaehwal Namsu to our reserved seat, I glanced at the other tables.

Every single table had cameras set up.

‘Why are there so many men?’

The gender ratio was a bit off too.

Female broadcasters made up about 30%.

Male broadcasters made up about 70%.

It seemed like this bar gave preferential treatment to men rather than accepting reservations fairly.

‘Could it be that the broadcasters gathered here by coincidence because the owner deliberately arranged it that way?’

As I was making that reasonable assumption…

*Thud.*

I accidentally bumped into a man’s shoulder.

I feel a bit bad saying this, but he was so short that I didn’t see him in my line of sight.

“Sorry.”

I bowed my head and apologized first.

You can’t just bump into someone and walk away.

I’m someone who can admit my mistakes now.

“Ah, it’s okay… Huh?”

The man turned around, saw my face, and immediately took a step back with a shocked expression.

“…Gye, Gye Sehoon?”

The man stuttered as he called my name.

He must know me.

And for some reason, he seemed terrified of me.

His trembling voice and anxious expression made it clear.

‘What did I do to scare him… But who is he? I don’t remember him… Definitely not a viewer…’

I studied the man’s face closely.

It was obvious he had undergone plastic surgery.

Whether the surgery failed or not, his facial expressions were noticeably unnatural.

Anyway.

Since I didn’t remember him, I was about to ask who he was when…

‘Ah. Could he be that guy from earlier?’

It suddenly hit me.

A head bigger than a watermelon.

That feature helped me barely recall the memory.

It wasn’t a common head size.

‘That guy’s head was definitely about that size.’

It seemed the man’s identity was Park Jin-ha, the first guy I possessed in the fantasy.

***