Typically, the number of men in the internet broadcasting industry exceeds that of women.
The male-to-female ratio in internet broadcasting tends to be higher.
Delving deeper, if we look specifically at game broadcasting, that disparity becomes even more pronounced.
It’s rare to find female broadcasters whose main content is gaming.
While their numbers have increased, the number of female gamers is still lower compared to male gamers.
Most become broadcasters after developing an interest in games and playing them.
So, what about female gamers with top-tier gaming skills?
Since the number of male gamers is overwhelmingly greater, those occupying the top ranks are mostly men.
With so few female gamers, the probability of them being among the top players drastically diminishes.
However, if a female gamer manages to break through those dire odds and possesses top-tier gaming skills,
and if that female gamer is a broadcaster making gaming her main content,
it’s only natural that she would attract attention.
Whether that attention becomes a boon or a bane depends on the individual.
[Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female? Are you female?]
[What the hell is this?]
[Then are those hands and this voice of a man, Tenryun? lol]
[I was already unsure when the hand cam started, but hearing the voice makes it clear.]
[I liked the teacher from the start.]
[Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there… Mollu noona… something feels off down there…]
[What is that voice?…]
The chat was flooded with a volume of messages that caused it to lag.
The chat would freeze and then inundate with a torrent of messages repeatedly.
Most of it was mindless spamming and malicious sexual harassment, but the intensity was undeniable.
-Mollru (Live) 403
The broadcast that seemed like no one would join suddenly became chaotic with activity.
It seemed someone had dropped coordinates.
“Hello, this is Mollu.”
Although her voice sounded a bit weary, it felt more feminine, a pleasant voice to listen to.
A calming voice that could lull one to sleep.
It was on a different level than what the viewers had imagined.
An exceptionally skilled player who plays a game that has been out for quite some time.
However, the account appeared to be relatively new.
That made her seem even more suspicious.
Moreover, her style was not conventional; she showcased her unique playstyle and personality.
The sniper, swordsman, and assassin—three beloved archetypes among Eo War players.
Thus, people thought of Mollu as some sort of reclusive master.
A sniper who rarely messages in chat, a swordsman displaying versatile physical abilities, and an assassin swiftly taking down enemies from behind.
When viewers saw the agents she played, a mental image was formed.
A skilled master with a deep voice and remarkable physicality.
Even Su Ah, the current streamer, imagined what Mollu looked like, as did many of the viewers.
For that reason, the current situation stirred even greater waves.
[Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu! Mollu!]
[The skilled player suspected of being a vicious cheater turned out to be a female user.]
[This is just a light novel.]
[Even novels that are written this way get criticized for lacking coherence.]
[So, why did she target Su Ah?]
[Haha, it was just a fan meeting, not targeting! Haha.]
[Don’t slander our teacher, the 50 million Mollu fan club won’t let it go.]
[When did it become 50 million?]
[I’m such a die-hard fan that I even created a secondary account to meet her. Wow, she can even charm the most hardcore player, Su Ah!]
The suspicion that Mollu was a cheater had long since died down.
The previous match was proof of that through the hand cam.
It didn’t quite match that such delicate wrists could maneuver a powerful sniper rifle and smash someone’s skull.
Even now.
As soon as one match ended, Mollu queued up for another.
Choosing the swordsman agent, Mollu swung her sword indiscriminately, slicing through enemies.
Each time, her fair hands, visibly white, clicked the mouse and moved around.
[So good, you crazy btch.]
[Type nicely in chat.]
[What is that physical ability? Haha, just annihilating everyone.]
[The enemy team should just think they were hit by a truck.]
[Her hands are so pretty… her face must be beautiful too?]
[Teacher, please say something.]
[I want to hear your voice.]
It was an endless stream of thoughtless collective murmuring. Although they were all watching the same broadcast, their conversations were diverse.
Some talked about her gaming skills, others about her physical appearance.
Some focused on her voice.
Among them, the most intense discussions revolved around her voice.
[Is this person’s mic off again?]
[Looks like we need to buy her a new one for real.]
[How much are the good ones these days? Hurry and donate!]
[Teacher, please say something, third try.]
Perhaps seeing the repetitive messages, Mollu paused her slashing to speak.
More accurately, she seemed to clear her throat and gather her voice.
What could she possibly say?
With anticipation, the viewers leaned in to hear her voice.
“You all have come in quite a lot… At this point, I think I’ve proven I’m not a cheater, so could you please leave?”
They thought this streamer was anything but normal.
What on earth was happening?
In a moment of being absorbed in the game, quite a significant number of people had gathered in my broadcast—no, a lot of people.
-Live 502
Five hundred. A whopping five hundred people.
I blinked several times to ensure I was seeing the right number.
Had broadcasting such things had this kind of impact?
Perhaps Su Ah was quite a well-known broadcaster after all.
Her skills weren’t something I had sought out to see, though.
I had anticipated some level of attention, but I never expected it to be this overwhelming.
Seeing five hundred people made my mind go blank, despite my hope that many would tune in to watch the broadcast clarifying I wasn’t a cheater.
Because of that, I accidentally blurted out something foolish, yet the viewers seemed to enjoy it.
[Is there a broadcast telling viewers to leave?]
[A streamer who specifically targets viewers, haha.]
[In her first broadcast, she’s already asking unwanted viewers to leave. It’s not going to be easy!]
[Haha, why would we leave when such a fun stream is on?]
[I love her voice… please say more!]
[Please tell us to leave just one more time.]
[Curse at us!]
The reactions were heated.
Seeing five hundred people all shouting different things was a uniquely special experience, one you only encounter once in a lifetime.
Hmm, shouldn’t I say something?
I thought so, but it wasn’t easy for someone like me with no conversational skills to talk without a topic.
It felt like being in a stand-up comedy act, getting paid to make people laugh.
Indeed, there’s no such thing as an easy job in this world.
Only showing the game screen for an extended period didn’t seem like a good choice.
Broadcasting was akin to a business.
Just as a restaurant serves delicious meals to customers who came to eat and gets paid for it,
I had to provide some form of entertainment for the viewers who came to watch my broadcast.
It felt less like a burden and more like a sense of duty.
Broadcasting without saying anything and just playing the game wasn’t proper broadcasting.
Perhaps with five hundred viewers, my mindset began to shift towards that of a professional broadcaster.
“Everyone, do you know what a minister says when parting from the king?”
[Suddenly?]
[My ears are tingling, please whisper more.]
[Why are you saying that out of nowhere?]
[Is it the one I’m thinking of?]
[Oh please.]
[Viking?]
[Isn’t it Viking?]
Glancing at the chat, I realized it was fascinating to see viewers react to what I said in real-time.
I almost failed to respond to an enemy’s ambush because of that.
I deflected an enemy attack from behind with the blade.
Just in time, I entered the command and succeeded in parrying.
I then swiftly eliminated the enemy with a clean cut.
Previously, I wouldn’t have fallen for such a surprise attack, but I retaliated with a forced reaction.
The counter was achieved with reflexes, separate from my understanding of the game.
…It’s not easy to speak while playing.
More accurately, I couldn’t focus on the game because my thoughts were consumed by broadcasting.
There was also the issue of my vision becoming obscured from constantly shifting my gaze.
So far, the game situation hadn’t been too tense, allowing for some leeway.
I thought back to Su Ah’s broadcast I watched yesterday.
Even when she was dying like that, she didn’t stop talking. It must have been quite chaotic for her.
Professional streamers don’t let the audio go mute while playing.
Though I hadn’t considered walking the path of a streamer, an inexplicable sense of pressure began to mount.
A peculiar pressure to satisfy the viewers who had gathered to watch my broadcast.
While quickly surveying the battlefield, I continued speaking.
“The answer was Viking~ A few of you got it right.”
[What is this person doing now?]
[She’s self-humiliating since people aren’t leaving, haha.]
[Is there a streamer making jokes on their first broadcast?]
[How did you just react like that? You didn’t even see the enemy behind you!]
[Just look at the screen spinning, haha, what physical skills!]
[Seems like she just reacted by watching, her reflexes are insane!]
[Teacher, why are you making Viking jokes?]
With my eyes darting back and forth, I kept an eye on both situations.
The viewer responses weren’t bad.
Seeing the chat speeding up, it seemed to be somewhat effective.
Was my brilliant joke landing?
To be honest, humor is subjective; some might find it funny, and others might not.
Fortunately, it seemed the viewers matched my sense of humor.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Now, for a slightly more challenging question: What do you call a pig that farts?”
[This is completely crazy.]
[You must be overwhelmed with the game, yet you make these kinds of jokes!]
[Does the teacher also fart?]
[Right now, you’re farting through your mouth.]
[Mollu) The viewers are being called pigs. This might stir some controversy.]
[Could you just quietly play the game?]
[Please keep talking; your voice is too good!]
[Please tell me God is fair; he gave Mollu this flaw.]
As I continued battling, my ultimate gauge filled up.
This was my chance; after signaling my allies, I boldly charged into the enemies.
Exploiting the gap left as key enemy skills were used up.
Unexpectedly, an enemy swordsman appeared, probably caught off-guard.
I swung my sword to take them out.
With ease, I eliminated one.
I then proceeded to cut down the agent who was irritating me from a distance.
The swordsman’s ultimate is specialized for slicing through unarmored targets.
As I entered the heart of the enemy’s formation, a massive armored figure charged at me.
It was the signature tank character, the “Iron Man.”
It seemed they were intent on capturing me to rebalance the battlefield.
A giant mace came hurtling toward me.
If hit, I would be stunned for a second—this is an iconic control tool in Eo War.
-BAM!
The mace cut through the air and smashed the ground.
Having already analyzed the remaining skills, I dodged them and slowly retreated.
Clearing a path as the vanguard, my swift comrade switched in.
This was a flawless aggro ping-pong strategy.
Falling back, I received healing from my healer and regrouped.
The Iron Man, surrounded by a flood of allies, couldn’t withstand the concentrated fire and fell.
I had eliminated both the key damage dealer and the tank.
Since their respawns would be delayed, the odds were slightly more in our favor.
With control over the game now, I felt relaxed and decided to speak again.
“The answer was tonkatsu~ This time, I was a bit busy and couldn’t keep up with the chat. There must be some who guessed it right?”
[Your concept is really messed up.]
[If you mute the sound, she’s just a mad woman.]
[Why are you doing this? Because… it’s fun.]
[Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu? Tonkatsu?]
[Teacher, you’re so funny! ^^]
[With that oddly calm voice, it’s even more hilarious.]
[Haha, I know you’re pretending to dislike it while enjoying it!]
The chat sped up compared to earlier.
To get such an intense reaction was certainly rewarding for raising a more complex question.
Before I knew it, I was smiling.
I was delighted to connect with those who cheered for my gameplay and laughed at my jokes.
Indeed, this unexpected stream turned out to be more enjoyable than I had anticipated.
