A Basement-Dwelling Loser, the Inquisitor – Chapter 182

“Then I’ll take that as your participation, and I’ll contact you again later, Rene.”

“Yee…”

Just as it was revealed that my participation was decided by a ladder drawing game, Jaehun almost forcibly made me join the upcoming New Dimension offline event.

The schedule was set for one week before the World Quest Hunt of Tagirion, meaning three weeks later.

But why am I the special guest of all people?

I know it’s an event organized in cooperation between New Dimension and Liming, but there must be plenty of people who fit better than me.

…Well, there must be a reason.

He said he would let me know what I’ll be doing at the event next time he contacts me, so I should ask him then.

“Sigh…”

The sudden schedule made my mind feel fatigued.

Of course, I’m interested in New Dimension’s first offline event and find it exciting, but since it’s an offline event, it’s all rather distant for me.

…Right.

What’s more important is deciding what to do in today’s broadcast.

After all, I’ll find out everything later, so I shouldn’t worry too much.

Should I do the PVP that got the most requests?

Or should I wrap up the Q&A that didn’t finish yesterday?

Originally, Streamer Rene’s content is fundamentally about New Dimension or just chit-chat.

Other games were decided to be played as a VTuber.

Recently, there have been additions like drinking broadcasts, cooking broadcasts, and ASMR, but those aren’t something I want to do frequently.

In other words, it means there are very few options to choose from…

Well, let’s just do some casual chatting.

Today’s main focus isn’t on the streamer side but on the VTuber side, after all.

I can always do PVP next time.

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[Rene]

[Hello]

[Talk | 7,121 viewers online | 00:01:35]

It didn’t take too long for me to realize how foolish the thought of just doing casual chatting was.

─”Turn on the camera, I’m cold ㅠㅠ Turn on the camera, I’m cold ㅠㅠ Turn on the camera, I’m cold ㅠㅠ”

─”I don’t want to turn on the camera because there will be a break, but I feel this contradictory urge to see the streamer’s camera.”

─”I’m holding my breath until the streamer turns the camera on. I absolutely will not breathe again.”

─”It says so, doesn’t it?”

─”Boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!!” [Deleted message.]

─”Damn, the chat window is completely messed up, lol.”

─”Wah! I’m a little Rebongi, I want my mama… Wah! I’m a little Rebongi, I want my mama… Wah! I’m a little Rebongi, I want my mama… Wah! I’m a little Rebongi, I want my mama…” [Deleted message.]

─”Managers, you bastards, can’t you clean this spam up, damn it…”

…As soon as the broadcast started, an overwhelming number of viewers gathered, and among those viewers, a few…? Started spamming.

Of course, the managers are doing their best to manage the chat window… but with only five of them, it’s definitely not easy to handle nearly 100 people.

Their request was simple.

To turn on the camera.

But if I turn on the camera, will this spam stop?

I don’t think so.

So there’s only one solution.

This broadcast will end here… but of course not.

It’s been a while, so I had to use the legendary three-step combo: slow chat, follower-only chat, and raising donation amounts.

“Hello everyone…”

─”As soon as I show up, Martial Law ON lol.”

─”The streamer must ensure freedom of expression…”

─”Can I at least show you a mama dispenser…?” [Deleted message.]

─”Info: The streamer is an official partner streamer of the Sirius Team.”

─”Eeeek!”

─”Is the streamer qualified to be a streamer if they refuse to turn on the camera when asked? I don’t think so…” [Deleted message.]

─”At least turn on a half camera, Tuni.”

Sure, the spam was gone, but… Hmm. The Rebongi’s requests were still alive and well.

Well, honestly, there were way more requests for turning on the camera than for PVP back in Remagal.

Of course, I admit that my broadcasts seem quite empty.

When it’s a chit-chat broadcast, I just show a background screen, and during a New Dimension broadcast, nothing is visible aside from the New Dimension screen.

But by now, I should have gotten used to it.

I really don’t understand why they want it that much…

“Everyone… didn’t I mention in the public notice…? If I turn on the camera, I will take a break the next day… So you still want me to turn on the camera…?”

─”Isn’t it true that if you just turn on the camera and don’t take a break, everyone will be happy, huh Tuni?”

─”For real lol.”

─”Is it really such a difficult request to turn on at least a half camera?!”

─”For real, c’mon, we gotta make an exception for the half camera; being on camera isn’t a problem, right? lol.”

“Ah… Speaking of half cameras… Since I’m not showing my face anyway… is there really a reason to turn on the camera?”

In my personal view, turning on the camera is for ‘clear communication’ with the viewers.

If my face isn’t visible, I can’t accurately gauge what they’re thinking.

I can’t guarantee if they’re truly laughing or just acting without any thoughts.

When I think about it in that sense, I really don’t understand the point of a half camera.

“What’s the difference between a half camera and just not turning on the camera at all…?”

─”There is a HUGE difference, so please just turn on the damned camera!”

─”Mama dispenser, damn it, mama dispenser!” [Deleted message.]

─”Is this girl just asking because she knows everything??”

─”Um… Teacher, can I dare to say ‘breasts’?” [Deleted message.]

─”Will that work lol?”

─”Is this girl really asking to gather retirement funds???”

“Hmm…”

I was simply curious, yet chat was even throwing insults at me.

Every time this happens, I think streaming is a mentally taxing profession.

“Okay… I’ll turn on the camera, so please wait a moment…”

─”Wow.”

─”Justice prevails! Justice prevails! Justice prevails! Justice prevails! Justice prevails!”

─”She actually does it, damn lol.”

─”This girl is unexpectedly weak when pushed even a little…”

─”A girl who says she doesn’t want to but ends up doing everything…”

─”Eek.”

─”(That’s too perverted…)”

Glancing at the chat window, I set up the camera and fiddled with a few settings.

Last time, Tuni had told me to change the settings to what she sent if I was going to turn on the camera.

I couldn’t tell what difference changing the settings made when I checked myself.

Still, Tuni knows this stuff better than I do.

Once I prepared everything, I felt my heart racing and opened my mouth.

“I’m going to turn on the camera…”

I pressed the power button on the camera and clicked the streaming button on my computer.

Then the video captured by the camera began streaming in the bottom corner of the broadcast screen.

─”????????????”

─”What is this?”

─”Do you really want to die, teacher??”

─”Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”

─”You always manage to get people angry in a new way, this Tuni.”

“Everyone… don’t you think you can enjoy my broadcast twice as much when you see this…?”

What I was filming with the camera was my monitors.

Showing the broadcast screen on the broadcast screen—my secret weapon that doubles the fun…!

─”Seriously, I’m holding back every bad word, but why do you keep rubbing it in, damn it!”

─”Has it become twice as annoying now? Am I allowed to curse????”

…Hmm.

I thought it would be somewhat funny, but it seems like the Rebongi didn’t think so.

I feel awkward for no reason.

Shouldn’t I just have laughed and said it was funny?

Internet broadcasting has meaning when the streamer and the viewers create it together.

So, do fans who can’t resonate with the streamer’s actions even qualify as viewers…?

I don’t think so…

─”Please turn the screen back, I’m really getting dizzy, damn it!”

If I keep going like this, the chat might actually get angry, so I should start giving the Rebongi what they want.

They should thank me for being a streamer who thinks of her fans.

“…Ta-da!”

─”Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

─”Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene! Rene!”

─”Wow, my blood pressure just dropped back to normal in an instant…”

─”Boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!! Haha boom!!!”

The chat’s atmosphere flipped in an instant.

I couldn’t help but chuckle, and once again that question arose.

“…Everyone.”

─”Eek!”

─”Everyone calm down!!!”

─”I didn’t say a single bad word. Please save me, Rene!”

─”I opened the notepad, so please look at it.”

─”Did you know that just saying you opened the notepad can be grounds for a lawsuit?”

─”For real?”

─”D-d-d-d-d.”

“Uh, that’s not what I was trying to say… Uh… I mean, is this really that good…?”

Having no idea how to phrase it, I nervously lifted my chest slightly.

“This is heavy on my shoulders, and it’s only making me sweat…”

─”Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”

─”I love you for real!”

─”Teacher, some crazy girl is tempting me and it hurts down there! ㅠㅠㅠ”

─”That person is really about to leave…”

─”Is that supposed to be a good thing, you bastard!”

“Hmm…”

I really don’t get it.

This is just an incomprehensible feeling for me.

…Anyway, since I turned on the camera, I’ve got to take a break tomorrow.

I didn’t want to take a break, but I promised the Rebongi, so it was unavoidable.

Truly.