“Are you not going to do design work anymore?”
“For the time being, I want to focus on broadcasting.”
The broadcast ended, and I shared various stories with Ji-yeon.
Conversations about my future direction, Ji-yeon’s school life, thoughts on broadcasting, and so on…
Everyday stories surrounding us.
I diligently answered every question that came my way, but I wondered how Ji-yeon felt about it all.
Did she feel any confusion about the different side of me compared to before?
But what can I do? This is who I am.
I couldn’t mimic Ji-eun, who I didn’t know.
Since I had become this way, I didn’t even want to.
This is my true self.
After having dinner and broadcasting, the outside had grown dark without me realizing it.
It was time to start sending Ji-yeon home.
However, sending a girl back alone at this late hour was dangerous.
Ji-yeon resembled Ji-eun and was quite beautiful, which made it even more concerning.
In this rough world, she could be harmed while walking home at night.
What were my options left in the room?
I couldn’t deny the solution that popped into my head.
Logically, I knew it made sense, but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
I could let Ji-yeon stay at my place and send her home in the morning.
It was such a simple thing, yet I felt something… something was holding me back from suggesting it.
Was there still a shred of masculinity left in me?
As I hesitated, Ji-yeon cautiously asked me.
“Unni… Can I stay over?”
“Sure, you can stay over.”
“Really?”
In response to her careful question, I said it was fine.
No matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t send her off at this hour.
The moment I gave her permission, Ji-yeon began to jump around joyfully as if to show her excitement.
As if it were her first time sleeping over at her sister’s house.
The question was resolved with Ji-yeon’s next words.
“Why are you letting me stay over today when you usually send me home saying you want to be alone?”
Hmm, Ji-eun must have been quite cold-hearted originally.
It must have happened more than once that Ji-yeon visited, but she had been rejected every time.
Did she not love her younger sibling?
I had no way of knowing.
Of course, in my small studio apartment, there were no spare blankets or pillows.
The blanket and pillow I usually used were all I had.
I tried to put Ji-yeon to sleep on the bed and planned to spend the night on a chair instead.
However, there was no choice but to move my body at Ji-yeon’s insistence that we could just sleep together.
Fortunately, I had a long body pillow, so the pillow situation was somewhat resolved. But in order to share the small blanket, we had to sleep closely together.
The super single bed was perfect for one but felt a bit cramped for two.
Ji-yeon was bouncing on the bed, urging me to lie down.
“You go in first. I’ll sleep on the outside.”
“What if you roll off while sleeping outside? I’ll sleep on the outside.”
I picked the outside thinking I could sneak out once Ji-yeon fell asleep.
But at my words, Ji-yeon wore a distant expression.
“You remember when I used to fall off the bed all the time when I was little? I thought you had forgotten all about it.”
Did my words evoke memories of childhood with her sister?
I had just said it as an excuse.
Ji-yeon, who had momentarily seemed lost in thought, shook her head.
“No, Unni, you sleep on the inside. I’m grown up now, so I won’t roll off while sleeping.”
With a bright smile, Ji-yeon blocked all escape routes.
Once I settled on the inside, she added, “And if you’re really worried… we can sleep like this.”
Saying that, Ji-yeon moved closer and hugged me tightly.
Certainly, if we wanted to make the best use of the small super single bed, it might be better to sleep tightly together like this.
But efficiency was one thing, and my embarrassment was a whole different issue.
Moreover, Ji-yeon was subtly touching my body.
Primarily my arms and stomach, saying that they felt nice to touch.
When she reached for my chest for the same reason, I somehow restrained her.
No matter how I looked at it, that felt a bit wrong.
Not knowing how to maintain an appropriate distance between women, I just awkwardly shifted my body here and there.
I wasn’t harsh enough to push away my younger sister, who was happy to be close to her sister.
“It’s hot…”
“Hehe.”
Seeing me shift out of embarrassment, Ji-yeon kept giggling for some reason.
Outwardly, I hadn’t noticed, but Ji-yeon was actually taller than me.
Ji-eun didn’t seem short, after all.
Perhaps she just had good proportions that made her legs appear long.
For that reason, though Ji-yeon was the one hugging me, it looked as if I was the one nestled in her arms.
After a moment of tossing and turning in discomfort, I could feel Ji-yeon’s steady breath next to me.
Soon, I fell asleep, feeling strangely cozy in her embrace.
*
“Make sure to eat well and reply to my messages!”
The next morning, I sent Ji-yeon off after making sure to remind her.
When I mentioned she should come by my place someday, I mumbled that I would try.
Even though I wasn’t really inclined to invite her, it was tough to refuse when Ji-yeon kept asking.
Seeing her pouty face was quite a struggle.
After sending Ji-yeon off, I turned on the broadcast today as well.
Since I had extra time, I thought it would be good to stream.
-Mollru is now live!
‘Calm Morning Broadcast’
“Hello.”
[Moha (means Mollu in Korean)]
[Good morning, Teacher ^^]
[Are you living in New York, Teacher?]
[If you say it’s morning, it is morning. No need for a lot of words.]
[Su Ah is acting like she won’t stream, but here she is streaming again.]
[A broadcast that calmly kills people.]
[Please turn on the cam.]
[Can you speak with a bit more breath?]
[Here comes my wild porn.]
The chat messages were rapidly increasing.
Indeed, there were a few messages that Ji-yeon might find uncomfortable.
Most were malicious taunts or sexual harassment directed at me.
For someone like me, hardened by facing a cold society, those messages held no weight.
But I knew it was a given that my younger sister would tune in to my broadcast from now on.
So I couldn’t just ignore it.
It was bothersome.
Should I just tell Ji-yeon not to watch my stream?
That would be the simplest solution.
But I didn’t think she would listen to me.
Let’s just think of it as good vibes.
Managing the chat cleanly would be important for any future audiences as well.
Most viewers wouldn’t watch if they felt the chat atmosphere didn’t match theirs.
“I’m looking to pick a chat manager. Is there anyone interested?”
[Yes]
[Me]
[Me!!]
[Me me me]
[I will]
[Hands up]
[I’m in!]
[Manager@@@@]
As soon as I brought it up, viewers rushed in like a flood.
I was a little surprised by their enthusiasm.
Did so many people want to volunteer?
I thought there would be only a few applicants.
I figured I could choose one among the few that applied.
I wondered if the viewers were misunderstanding something and started to speak.
“Um… do you all know what a chat manager is?”
[It’s a deputy role.]
[Isn’t it just a badge?]
[Ah, lol, a badge is a term from the gallery.]
[It’s basically the same as a badge or deputy role.]
[It’s about managing the chat room.]
[These folks are all viewers but don’t know that?]
“Yes. You would manage the chat while watching my stream. But I can’t promise any compensation or anything like that. I really can’t afford it at this early stage of broadcasting…”
[Compensation?]
[That’s okay ^^]
[It’s quite embarrassing to say the obvious, though.]
[If I become a manager, will I be able to reach out to you directly?]
[You should leave.]
[Ugh, get lost, you creep.]
Faced with a streamer whose face they haven’t even seen, what are they so curious about?
Had female streamers always dealt with these kinds of viewers?
“I guess I won’t be able to contact you directly… but I think I can send you private messages on Switch. There might be necessary info to pass on.”
[The teacher’s secret message!]
[That alone is a reward, haha.]
[A surge of applicants!]
“The chat management will involve things like spamming, severe profanity, and sexual harassment. Yesterday, my younger sister told me she felt uncomfortable while watching.”
[It is kinda awkward for families to see.]
[They’re shameful wherever you put them.]
[Viewers like that just exist.]
[Who sent the crossing-the-line message?]
[The honor of being the nearest assistants to the teacher!]
“So, let’s select some interested applicants.”
I was amazed at the continuous interest in applications.
Chat manager.
In other words, unpaid slave.
It’s an arduous task where they must come in every time I stream and monitor the chat.
Because they would need to focus on the chat, they wouldn’t be able to enjoy the stream properly.
No matter how fun the broadcast is.
And yet, there was no compensation.
Why would anyone want to do this?
In the community I frequented, there was a system where if you committed a wrongdoing, you became a moderator.
Moderators manage posts to ensure that users using the community don’t feel uncomfortable.
These moderators also worked without any compensation.
Naturally, it was rare for someone to volunteer for such a position.
They frequently logged into the community to see if anyone had posted something offensive and had to delete it at first sight.
Not only would they lack time, but they also had to deal with mental fatigue from seeing things they didn’t want to see.
A profession that everyone avoids.
So it was that wrongdoers became moderators.
They would take over the moderator role when another wrongdoer appeared.
While community users mocked the moderators, they also feared that they themselves might become moderators.
That irony was what kept things in balance.
Having grown up in such a wild culture, this current situation felt incredibly unfamiliar to me.
“Hmm… How do I pick from this many people?”
Many people were raising their hands towards me.
Choosing just one from among them felt like an incredibly tough task.
I thought I would choose one person first and supplement if it felt insufficient.
Should I just choose multiple people?
That got me pondering.
<Rain donated 100,000 won!>
-Please give me a manager role!
“Oh, thank you for the donation of 100,000 won… Manager role? Well, we currently have just too many applicants…”
<Rain donated 100,000 won!>
-I’ll be the manager!
“Should we go with that?”
It was way too much money to refuse.
