Chapter 91

The dirty secrets of male broadcasters…

No, the crimes have been revealed in detail.

It wasn’t just exposed to the people here, but it was broadcasted to all channels.

‘What a bunch of scumbags. Is this industry always this filthy?’

Sexual favors were just the tip of the iceberg.

Drugs, hit-and-runs followed by corpse disposal, and more.

There were plenty of guys who committed horrifying acts.

The fact that these guys, pretending to be innocent, had the audacity to demand an apology from me was mind-blowing.

‘What is this, a den of criminals…?’

Anyway.

Thanks to Drifting’s exposé, the bar turned into complete chaos.

“F*ck! Turn it off! Turn it off!”

A man, screaming in excitement, swung a chair and smashed the ordering tablet.

“Everyone, the video you just saw is all fabricated. Of course, the evidence is also forged. You believe me, right?”

A man, sweating profusely, tried to explain himself to his viewers.

“No, no… It’s not true… It’s not…”

A man, muttering to himself in denial after turning off his broadcast.

The reactions were all different, but in the end, they all chose the same action.

To flee the scene.

In other words, they chose to run away.

‘What’s the point of running away from here…?’

Even if they could escape the situation for now,

sooner or later, the criminals who broke the law would be arrested.

Most of them had already been reported.

Just looking at my broadcast chat, several viewers had reported those criminal bastards.

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — I reported all those bastards. What kind of criminal den is this? Is this a crime city or something?

**[Handsome Licker]** — Guburi, you’re really thorough with reporting.

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — You didn’t report any?

**[Handsome Licker]** — I only reported the guy who disposed of a corpse. The rest were too much hassle. Others will report them anyway.

**[Min Ji]** — I reported them too.

**[Yoho]** — I also did my part. Even if they have connections, they won’t be able to escape.

**[Big Girl]** — I’m going to catch that guy named Pujim or whatever. Goodbye, Gye Se-hoon.

**[Maehwa Tree]** — There were quite a few who weren’t even worth reporting.

**[Jujijoa]** — Yeah, but they’re at a level where they can’t broadcast anymore.

**[Reverse Rape Mania]** — Turning off the broadcast, mocking the viewers who sponsored them, and then sleeping with women… That’s really shocking.

**[Qkrnfl892]** — There are surprisingly a lot of guys like that.

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — But how did Drifting even collect that kind of information?

**[Handsome Licker]** — He’s a hacker, duh. *Lick*

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. Praise me, they say.

Things got a bit out of hand, and it became a hassle, but I had no intention of scolding Drifting.

Exposing crimes to the public isn’t wrong, after all.

At least, by my standards.

And thanks to that, I was able to clear my name… or something like that, and peacefully resolve the situation.

So, I decided to thank Drifting.

“Drifting, thank you.”

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. Praise me even more, they say.

**[Reverse Rape Mania]** — Seriously, what the hell is that guy’s identity?

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — He’s a hacker, you idiot. Stop asking.

**[Handsome Licker]** — Guburi, you’re such a hypocrite. And Reverse Rape Mania, it’s not “daedoche,” it’s “daedaeche.” *Lick*

**[Min Ji]** — But isn’t Drifting also a lawbreaker? He dug up people’s personal info and hacked without hesitation.

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. Human laws cannot confine me, they say.

**[Qkrnfl892]** — Pretending not to be human. LOL

**[Jujijoa]** — If you don’t get caught, it’s not a crime.

**[Balloon Gum Collector]** — Wow! He doesn’t follow the rules humans made!

**[Maid]** — Wow! Is Drifting a yokai? Come visit my house!

I looked away from the chat.

And slowly scanned the inside of the bar.

The men who had caused the commotion were all gone.

The bar was left in ruins, like a wasteland.

“What the hell is going on…?”

Kwaehwal Namsu was in a daze, unable to process the situation.

A reaction I could totally understand.

If it were me in the past, I’d probably react the same way as Kwaehwal Namsu.

But now…

Yokai, otherworldly restaurants, mysterious hell hotels.

And so on.

After encountering so many unrealistic things, even something like this didn’t faze me much.

Unless a meteor suddenly hits Earth, I’ve reached a point where I can accept most things as they are.

‘Anyway, I should explain the situation first.’

Just as I was about to calm Kwaehwal Namsu down and explain what happened…

“He did drugs? That bastard?”

“No wonder he’s been acting weird lately.”

“The pure-hearted Rurulu did sexual favors…?”

“I still can’t believe it.”

“At least the women weren’t exposed…”

“Are the videos and materials from earlier all real?”

“Seeing how they all caused a scene and ran away, it must be true…”

“More importantly, who the hell is the person who exposed this?”

“Right. It’s amazing they even had that kind of information, let alone hacked all the devices.”

“But what about the women who ran away with the men? Did they have something to hide?”

“Hey, you know, did I see wrong, or did Byeolbit Jiu really do a hit-and-run?”

“And then disposed of the body? I saw that too.”

“Crazy. How could they keep broadcasting so shamelessly after doing something like that?”

The voices of the female broadcasters still in the bar could be heard murmuring.

It seemed they had finally snapped out of their daze.

‘Looking at it now, Drifting really stirred up a huge mess…’

I decided to start cleaning up the situation.

***

After hearing the explanation, Kwaehwal Namsu, now calmer, asked a question.

“So… that hacker is your viewer?”

“Yeah. That’s what he says. Don’t tell anyone else. I’m only telling you.”

“…Got it. But is it really okay? What if someone sues?”

“He said there’s no way he’ll get sued.”

“Really…?”

Kwaehwal Namsu nodded slightly.

Then he bowed his head toward my camera.

“Thank you, Drifting-ro.”

“It’s not Drifting-ro, it’s Drifting-ryu. But why are you thanking me?”

“Se-hoon helped you, so of course I should thank you too. We’re not strangers.”

“…Well, we’re not strangers, but acquaintances.”

“Ah! And can you show me the chat too?”

“Why the chat?”

“Just curious about what Drifting-ryu said.”

Is it okay to show this?

I thought for a moment and glanced at the chat.

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. I am not Drifting-ro or Drifting-ryu, but Drifting AI, they say.

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — It’s all the same, you idiot. But tell us Kwaehwal Namsu’s secret too! You’re making us curious and then not saying anything. -_-

**[Handsome Licker]** — Seriously, just tell us secretly. *Lick*

**[Qkrnfl892]** — I’ll keep it a secret.

**[Reverse Rape Mania]** — Secret in English is ‘secret.’

**[Min Ji]** — Looks like someone’s been studying.

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. Kwaehwal Namsu. Real name Nam Hyun-soo.

**[Drifting AI]** — In the early days of broadcasting, he went around various communities anonymously, spamming posts like, ‘The new YouTuber Kwaehwal Namsu is super handsome! His broadcasts are fun, so definitely check him out!’

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — LOL, that’s so cringe.

**[Drifting AI]** — I will speak. Gyeongsaeng Guburi has done the same thing before, they say.

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — Shut up.

**[Handsome Licker]** — What? That’s nothing. *Lick*

**[Maehwa Tree]** — Exposing that kind of stuff seems fine.

**[Yoho]** — He’s cleaner than he looks, huh.

**[Min Ji]** — Wow. Hyun-soo had that kind of past too.

**[Balloon Gum Collector]** — Wow! Can’t you tell us Se-hoon’s secret too?

**[Maid]** — No!

**[Drifting AI]** — Se-hoon World. Real name Gye Se-hoon.

**[Drifting AI]** — Actually, he’s in a secret relationship with me, they say.

**[Yoho]** — ?

**[Min Ji]** — Don’t get ahead of yourself, seriously.

**[Maehwa Tree]** — You idiot.

**[Jujijoa]** — Is he delusional?

**[Qkrnfl892]** — Wanna fight?

**[Balloon Gum Collector]** — Se-hoon is my boyfriend, what are you talking about?

**[Maid]** — Wow?

**[Handsome Licker]** — Idiot. LOL *Lick*

**[Gyeongsaeng Guburi]** — I really want to punch him in the face. LOL

**[Reverse Rape Mania]** — Hah!

Yeah, probably shouldn’t show this.

These viewers are too embarrassing to expose to the world.

“Hmm. Drifting seems too shy to chat right now.”

“Really? He must be a very shy person.”

“Yeah… Anyway, let’s help clean up the bar.”

Ignoring the chat,

I decided to help clean up the bar.

The cause was partly my fault, so I should help.

Not that I’m trying to act nice.

It’s just a matter of conscience, wanting to properly clean up before leaving.

In a way, this happened because of me.

So, Kwaehwal Namsu and I started helping the staff clean up the broken items.

***

In an old building’s underground office in Seoul.

Currently gathered here were

Pujimbbangdaeng Park Jin-ha

and women covered in irezumi tattoos.

“Park Jin-ha! What are you going to do about your image now? How are you going to handle broadcasting from now on?”

A woman kicked the desk and spoke in an irritated voice.

But Park Jin-ha wasn’t scared at all.

Instead, he fired back angrily.

“What does it matter? It’s a nudity broadcast anyway!”

“These days, even nudity broadcasts care about image, you know?”

“Ha! Who cares about image in a broadcast watched by perverts? I’ll handle the broadcast myself, but first, do something about that guy!”

“…That guy?”

“Gye Se-hoon, I mean Gye Se-hoon! You know how much I’ve suffered because of him! So hurry up and kidnap him, then drug him and turn him into a…”

Just as Park Jin-ha was continuing his rant…

*Boom!*

The office door shattered.

Through the swirling dust, a tall woman slowly revealed herself.

A scar running down her left eye.

An artificial eye reflecting the ceiling light.

A woman wearing a high-quality gray suit.

It was Big Girl, Seong Sori.

“Kidnap, drug, and turn into a… huh.”

Seong Sori scanned the office,

counted the number of thugs, and continued.

“Hmm. None of you look like you’d understand a normal conversation.”

“What, who are you!”

“F*ck. She barges in and starts talking about appearances. Is she crazy?”

“Don’t you lowlife thugs know me these days? Whatever. Anyway, are you the ones who’ve been blackmailing ordinary men into doing adult broadcasts?”

“How do you know that? Are you a detective or something?”

“She doesn’t look like a cop… More importantly, what are the guys outside doing? Why didn’t they stop her?”

“First, grab some tools. Even if we don’t know who she is, she’s still a guest, so we should treat her properly.”

“…So the message from Drifting was true.”

Seong Sori took gloves out of her pocket and put them on.

Just then, Team Leader Park followed her into the office and shouted.

“Director! We’ve prepared plenty of drums!”

“…I didn’t tell you to prepare them.”

“But won’t they be needed this time?”

“……”

Seong Sori let out a short sigh.

Then, with an expressionless face, she glared at the thugs and said,

“Let’s get hit first, kids.”

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