A Basement-Dwelling Loser, the Inquisitor – Chapter 219

[Rene]

[Hello, I’m going to drink with Tuni]

[Talk | 9,778 viewers live | 02:14:55]

After turning on the camera and changing the title, I took out the alcohol from the refrigerator.

When I laid out all the drinks that Tuni brought as well, it seemed to be more than I had expected.

─Are we really going to drink all of this today???

─If we do, won’t we die? LOL

─I think the Russian yumyo will be fine, though.

─Tuni, do you drink well?

─According to herself) She drinks moderately.

“Shall we start slowly then?”

“Ah, yes….”

I started with a so-mak, and Tuni poured regular beer into her glass.

Now that I think about it, last time she said she disliked soju and makgeolli but liked beer, cocktails, and wine.

As for me, I drink anything without being picky.

…Well, I’m saying I have a style, but this is only my third drinking session.

“Let’s start simply, cheers!”

“Yeeah…. Cheers….”

When our glasses clinked, a clear sound echoed.

Gulp gulp. Both Tuni and I took our first shot without hesitation.

“Ahhh….”

“Paha! The first shot is always a shot…!”

─Tuni drinks like a real man, LOL

─Looking at this makes me want to drink too.

─I just brought beer from the fridge, you know?

─So how did you two suddenly start collaborating??

“The reason for the collaboration? As I mentioned earlier, it started when Rene agreed to make a screwdriver for me… Well, it has been a long time since either of us got to know each other, right? We’ve mentioned each other consistently on our broadcasts… But we haven’t done a collaboration yet?”

─For real, we’ve never collaborated, right?

─I only did a collab with the junior VTuber Rene.

“Pfft! …That’s right. I did collaborate with the VTuber Rene, but I’ve never done a collaboration with Streamer Rene, so I thought we should take the opportunity now.”

Tuni had perfectly wrapped up the explanation, leaving me with nothing to add.

I quietly nodded beside her and poured the next drink.

“Well, anyway, my goal today is to get Rene drunk!”

─??? Are you confident?

─Honestly, I bet Tuni will pass out before Rene gets drunk, LOL

─Do you really think you can win against the one who drinks so-mak in an 8:2 ratio?

“Everyone, I drink quite well too. Of course, I may not drink better than Rene, but at least I can hold on until Rene gets drunk!”

…Why does everyone think Tuni will get drunk first?

I can’t help but think I’ll be the one who gets drunk and falls asleep first.

Tuni loves drinking so much that she even mentioned drinking alone after her broadcasts, while I, on the other hand, have no intention of drinking unless I’m on air.

So naturally, Tuni should be able to drink better than me, so why is the chat reacting like this?

“Anyway, Rene, let’s give it our all today!”

Looking at Tuni’s smiling face, I quietly nodded.

★

“Ahhh… Are you okay, Rene…?”

“Ah, yes… I’m fine….”

“Why are you fine…?”

At Rene’s words, Tuni let out a genuine sigh.

After almost two hours of drinking, Tuni was definitely feeling tipsy.

However, Rene, who surely must have drunk at least 1.5 times more than Tuni, somehow looked completely normal.

─Wait, did she really not get drunk at all???

─How does one not get drunk after drinking that much? What the hell?

─The drinks are ridiculously strong, right?

The chat was full of questions.

But when Tuni sneakily glanced at Rene… she had a calm expression that didn’t suit being drunk at all.

“How much have we all had to drink now…?”

─A lot!

─4 bottles of soju, 9 cans of beer, 5 screwdrivers…

─Info) Rene drank those 4 bottles of soju by herself, LOL

Tuni couldn’t make sense of it no matter how hard she thought.

“No matter how strong the alcohol is, how can one drink that much and not change a single expression…?”

Tuni was definitely not a lightweight.

After all, she was always the last one standing when drinking with friends.

Rene must just be extraordinarily tough compared to Tuni.

“I’m sorry, but I’m going to take a break, Rene…”

“Ah, yes….”

In the end, Tuni put down her glass, signaling her surrender.

─??? : It’s possible to hold on until the host gets drunk (actually said that).

─Is the Russian bear really that easy?

─They say people from the bear country have vodka flowing in their veins instead of blood…

As expected, the chat began flooding with jokes aimed at Tuni.

But since everyone could clearly see that Rene was in an abnormal state, hardly anyone was genuinely teasing Tuni.

And Rene continued drinking as if nothing was wrong.

“You really drink well, Rene….”

“Is that so…?”

Rene tilted her head at Tuni’s pure admiration.

Seeing that she didn’t seem aware of her own drinking prowess, Tuni let out a small laugh.

“Haha…”

“But tonight, it seems like the drinks are going down easier than usual….”

Rene, who said that, held a glass of so-mak.

“It’s delicious…”

The so-mak made with a ratio of 8:2 of soju and beer was Rene’s special creation.

★

“I’m going to head out first… Sorry, everyone…”

─You really held on for a long time, but damn, LOL

─Of all people, why did she have to drink with ‘Rene’?

─Honestly, it’s not that Tuni drank little; it’s just that this beast girl is weird, you know?

“I’ll throw away the trash on my way out….”

“Ah, thank you…. Please get home safely…”

“Yeah. See you next time…”

After seeing Tuni off home, I returned to the living room and started drinking again.

“Tuni’s condition didn’t seem too good today…. There’s still plenty left….”

─It’s probably not that her condition is bad, LOL

─I wonder what exactly made her condition go bad…?

For some reason, the chat was filled with comments trying to unfairly shift the blame onto me.

If someone looked at this, they would think I could drink better than Tuni.

“Phew….”

As I finished the remaining screwdrivers, I felt my entire body relax for some reason.

…Well.

To be honest, I had been quite tense.

How could I not be tense?

This was my first time drinking with someone.

If I got drunk and messed up… Hmm. My life would literally end that day…

Anyway, it was about time to wrap up the broadcast, but there was still a lot left to drink.

The best choice here would be to just turn off the broadcast, tidy up, and get some sleep.

─Can I just go to sleep now?

─It’s about that time for wrapping up, right?

The mood in the chat was indeed leaning that way.

But somehow, it felt like a waste.

It felt like I hadn’t properly drunk enough.

Since I always drank until I was tipsy, it seemed like that was why.

“…Everyone, shall we drink a little more…?”

─? For real?

─Wasn’t this supposed to be wrap-up time?

─Are you trying to create another legendary moment today?

─Are you going to drink more and sing?

─Are you going to sing that butterfly song again, LOL?

─I’ve told you countless times that butterfly is not a ‘tooldok’ song, dammit.

Naturally, the chat positively reacted to my suggestion.

After all, who wouldn’t want to enjoy a longer broadcast?

Thus, I ended up continuing the drinking broadcast by myself.

…This shouldn’t have happened.

★

“Then everyone, it’s a promise, right…? You’ll never say anything weird about me…!”

─Seeing your low self-esteem is really sad…

─If anyone says something weird in the future, I’ll kill them, so don’t worry, okay?

“Puhuh… Thank you, everyone…!”

─But you better keep your promise, you know?

─If you suddenly say you don’t remember any of this tomorrow, I’ll be furious, you know?

─I’m off to print this for the forum, LOL.

─This promise is tied to the lives of 8 billion Rebongi…

“Yes…! Because promises shouldn’t be broken…!”

A promise is something you rely on from each other, you know.

You must never break it, no matter what Iya said.

Right.

“From now on, I’ll definitely turn on the camera for broadcasting…!”

So no matter how scary it is, I must keep my promise….

★

[How did this happen…?]

I was utterly speechless at Tuni’s voice, filled with disbelief.

The video posted in Remagal showed me promising to turn on the camera for my broadcasts in the future.

It wasn’t even that the Rebongi had demanded I turn on the camera first.

I had promised that I would turn on the camera if I listened well.

“How could this have happened…?”

Am I really a fool?

I’ve always denied whenever the Rebongi called me a fool, saying it wasn’t true.

But seeing this situation, an uneasy feeling started creeping over me—that it might actually be true.

“By the way, I promised that if I turned on the camera for broadcasting, I would take a break the next day… Does that mean I have to take a break every other day…?”

[That can’t be true.]

“Right…?”