[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 7

As soon as the broadcast ended, a sudden notification sound rang out.

Ding!

“Ding?”

A letter-shaped icon appeared before my eyes along with the system notification sound.

As I reached out to touch the suddenly appearing letter-shaped icon, a letter unfolded.

『To the Beloved Contractor,

We extend our gratitude as you take your first steps as a Saint.

This letter is my second arrangement and will be of some small help to you.

I have expended most of my strength just to open the “possibility” of a shop, and now I can only focus on maintaining my existence.

I apologize for not being able to offer more assistance, and I hope you will use the enclosed item with care.

May it aid you in your great journey.

Your friend, Par─』

Reading the letter from Par, it seems this is one of the preparations they had made.

A piece of malnourished fruit, seemingly covered in Par’s saliva, which I had put in my mouth and then taken out, doesn’t seem to be the end of it.

From the letter, it’s clear that Par is going through a tough time.

Why would they bet their entire life on me like this?

As I read through Par’s letter, I noticed a square piece of paper drawn in the bottom right corner of the letter.

“Is this the enclosed item?”

When I touched the drawing, the letter disappeared, and a neatly folded square piece of paper appeared.

Ding!

[Skill Level-Up Ticket]: Applicable to skills level 5 or below.

A simple description was written on the Skill Level-Up Ticket.

“Hmm…”

It’s clear where this should be used.

I don’t have the money to raise another skill to level 5 right now, and using it on a low-level skill would be too inefficient.

So, it’s most efficient to use it on a skill that’s already maxed out at level 5.

“Are they really telling me to go all-in on just my voice?”

I thought about taking out a loan, but without a proper job, which bank would even give me one?

These days, you need to have some ability to even get a loan.

If not a bank, the only option is loan sharks, and they’re not exactly charitable folks. Even they won’t lend much if you don’t have a job.

Without a job, you’d need a house or car in your name, and if you don’t even have that, you’re left with just swiping your credit card.

“Seriously, reality is so real it’s pissing me off.”

Despite the curses slipping out, my hand was already reaching for the Level-Up Ticket.

Ding!

───

[Available Skill List]

[Voice That Reaches the Heavenly Path]★

───

A simple list unfolded. Only one skill with no other options.

“Should I save it?”

I thought about it, but the cold reality hit me so hard that I felt like I should just use it.

The hand that had paused for a moment moved again, bringing the voice skill closer, and a change came.

“Let’s go!”

A clear, almost transparent pink swirls around.

Ding!

───

[A small voice echoing in Cheondo]★★

The voice begins to faintly reach Cheondo.

The voice becomes even more beautiful, and the added peach scent grows stronger.

As purchases stack up, the skill level increases.

[Price: 50 million won]

───

As the pink light gradually fades, the skill that has leveled up appears before my eyes.

“Wow, 50 million won? What the heck!”

I was shocked by the price, and then I was shocked again by the sound that came out of my throat.

Beautiful yet cute.

Lovable yet alluring.

Ripe yet fresh.

It’s a voice that’s hard to describe in words.

It’s the kind of voice that could get you acquitted even if you slapped someone who said your voice was good a thousand times.

The peach scent from the voice grew even stronger.

“Ah, ah.”

My ears are delighted by the sound coming from my throat.

Feeling good from the spontaneous humming, I grabbed the cigarette and lighter on the desk and went outside.

I took out a cigarette, lit it with the lighter, and took a puff.

─Click, click.

“Phew─ Ah, that’s good.”

After burning two cigarettes in a row, I went back to my room.

After washing up and lying down, drowsiness set in.

───

Title: [A Carefree Hako Girl]

Ttalellu

Earlier, some guy recommended a Hako girl, and she’s charming, lol.

It’s not like she’s pretending to be carefree; it seems like her real personality.

Her mic is hopeless, so during the broadcast earlier,

I ordered a 40,000 won one.

It’s coming tomorrow, and I’m super excited.

She turned off the broadcast now, so go follow her.

[ㅇㅇ] The noise was insane, huh?

ㄴ[Ttalellu] I’ll bring the mic tomorrow, come see.

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] You’re already promoting, huh?

ㄴ[Ttalellu] Just come see, you jerk.

[ㅇㅇ] She’s not good at panicking, lol. She’s also excited about the mic.

ㄴ[Ttalellu] Did you promote her first?

ㄴ[ㅇㅇ] Yeah.

───

***

When I woke up in the morning and checked my phone, there were a ton of messages from various places.

「Be cautious of the late cold wave」

“This winter is insane.”

Even though we’re past February and heading into March, there was a cold wave warning message.

「Delivery Complete」

“Looks like the mic arrived.”

As I got up to get the mic, my pants slid down.

How long do I have to wear these training pants that keep slipping down without any underwear? Suddenly, a feeling of frustration surged.

Because my body has become so small, the T-shirt…

The sweat dripped down like an off-shoulder outfit, flowing all the way to the shoulders, and the pants would just hit the ground if there were no clips to hold them up.

Grabbing the pants and heading outside, my body naturally wobbled.

As I stepped out the door, a delivery box had arrived.

“It’s way bigger than I thought.”

I had been using a small stand mic that could be covered with just two palms, but the mic I ordered looked massive in comparison.

“Let’s see, secure the arm to the desk.”

Following the manual step by step, I managed to set it up without too much difficulty.

After finishing the triple-net option settings, I was about to hit the broadcast button when my heart started racing.

I took a few deep breaths to calm down, wondering why I was so nervous, and gradually started to relax.

*Click.*

<Lady Han Ga-eul has started broadcasting>

<Day 2 of Broadcasting: The Talk of the Town, Rookie Room Master>

I pressed the start button with the same title as yesterday, only changing the number.

Viewers: 0

I was staring blankly at the viewer count, which was stuck at zero, when suddenly the number started skyrocketing.

Viewers: 35

– [Absentee Cover]: Hey hey

– [Military Secret1q2w3e]: Room Master, hey

– [Absentee Cover]: Why aren’t you saying anything? Where’s the Room Master?

– [Hallelujah]: Babe, I’m here♡

– [Absentee Cover]: The Room Master’s gone

– [Hallelujah]: What do you mean gone? The broadcast’s on.

I was speechless seeing over thirty people suddenly join, but the viewers were already looking for me.

– [Han Ga-eul]: Hey, welcome, guys.

– [Absentee Cover]: What? The Room Master’s here. Why aren’t you talking? Mic broken?

– [Hallelujah]: Babe, where’s the mic?

– [Han Ga-eul]: The mic’s here. I was waiting for you guys to join so I could talk.

– [Butterbean Kongkkang]: Now that you’re here, open your mouth, you brat. You’re collecting viewers, huh? LOL

– [Han Ga-eul]: But why are so many people joining? Where did you all come from?

Even as I typed in the chat, the number 35 kept catching my eye.

To some, it might seem small, but in the red ocean of personal broadcasting, starting without any special buzz, it could take months to even reach thirty viewers.

– [dhgkaak]: Open your mouth before I smash your head.

– [Hallelujah]: Babe, I did some promotion.

Seeing the chat about Hallelujah promoting the stream made my vision go dark.

If my friends from the underworld promoted it, where do you think they’d promote it?

They called in more of their kind.

A whole lot of them.

My head’s spinning.

“You little brat…”

“Where did you even promote this?”

The chat, which had been buzzing with viewers trash-talking and gossiping among themselves, suddenly came to a halt.

And then, it started burning up at an insane speed.

– [ButterbeanKongkkang]: ????

– [PCBangTwerkingMachineRadelly]: Wow, wtf, what’s with that voice? Seriously insane.

– [Hallelujah]: Nuna!!!!!!!!!!!!!

– [dhgkaak]: Holy shit, I thought it was just a nice voice, but this is crazy.

– [Absentee Cover]: Nuna, I believed in you!!

– [Hallelujah]: Nuna, your voice is melting me. I’m gonna dissolve.

– [Flabby Bottom]: Damn, that’s insane. Are you a voice actor?

– [ButterbeanKongkkang]: Is that even a voice actor’s voice? This is crazy, it’s so good.

– [dhgkaak]: It’s like sweet juice is being poured into my ears. So damn sweet.

– [Absentee Cover]: For real, it feels like something sweet and refreshing is being shoved into my ears.

Watching the chat explode like this in an instant left me speechless.

Even I thought it was insane, but I didn’t expect things to go this wild just from one comment.

– [ButterbeanKongkkang]: Look at the chat speed lol. It’s faster than a room with a thousand people lololol.

“Hey, kids, calm down a bit. You’re making my heart race out of nowhere.”

As soon as I said one more thing, it got even crazier.

– [Absentee Cover]: Yes!! Everyone, shut your mouths.

– [Flabby Bottom]: But even yesterday, without the noise, it sounded good. But with the new mic, it’s a completely different voice.

– [Hallelujah]: I love you, Nunaㅠㅠㅠㅠ I’m gonna cry. Say one more thing for me.

– [Military Secret1q2w3e]: For real, it feels like the mic still can’t keep up with the voice.

“Ugh, kids. You’re not even listening to me.”

– [UmbraRella]: Wow, Nuna, swear one more time for me.

– [Hallelujah]: Babe, I’m your Hallelujah♡ You didn’t forget, right?

[Ding!]

[Military Secret1q2w3e sponsored 100,000 won]

[Room Master, let’s change the mic. The mic is a suppressor, let’s go.]

“····Huh?”