Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 65

One day, my mobile phone started ringing more frequently.

– Uung

My phone, which was merely a tool for opinion polling, was receiving dozens of new messages every day.

“Ha… What is it this time…”

However, despite finding new ways to use my phone, my gaze towards it was far from kind. I let out a sigh and opened my mailbox.

[Is it really 160,000 won for one night?]

“Ah, cr*p… What nonsense is this?”

All that remained in there were meaningless emails.

Suppressing the curses that wanted to escape, I added a new number to my block list.

Today alone, I had blocked a whopping ten new numbers. Unlike the mere two contacts I had, my block list was growing thicker by the day, which caused another sigh to escape me.

“These spam emails never seem to end, no matter how much I block them.”

I was puzzled by where all these numbers were coming from, and the relentless barrage was exhausting me.

I pressed my hands against my furrowed brow and reminded myself of the attitude I needed to adopt today.

“Act as if I don’t know… Just push through pretending I don’t know anything.”

I would respond “I don’t know” to any question asked.

Having steeled myself, I headed towards the theater where the audience was waiting for me.

A place shrouded in utter darkness where not even a single step forward could be seen,

When I turned on the lights there,

– Miju has started her broadcast.

– You’re here, you f***er.

– Yeah, yeah. Did you sleep well last night? I stayed up all night because someone ran off with my money!

– Thought you’d be late, but you came right away? Streaming is such a sweet deal, right?

Messages from viewers, who had been waiting to tear me apart, flooded in.

– It’s a fight~ Count me in! It’s a fight~ Count me in too!

– ●▅▇█▇▅▄▄▇

– Falling, falling, falling, falling

– (Fire emoji) (Fire emoji)

– Clarification.

Viewers, who seemed to have waited for this moment, went wild with their chat messages.

As the chat room filled with various spam phrases, the Twitch server began to stutter, unable to handle it.

“Uh oh, the server is crashing… Everyone, stop!”

– Are you making excuses again?

– Yeah~ I’ll burst you so you can’t earn money~

– Recipe for stir-fried pork. Pork, onion, green chili, scallion…

Despite my worried advice, the viewers didn’t stop spamming.

Even though they must have felt the lag themselves, the fact that they continued to spam while enduring it made me feel their clear intent to harm me.

“Um… everyone? I don’t know what you’re talking about… or should I say…?”

I played dumb to the angry viewers as planned.

However, perhaps due to being overwhelmed, there was no confidence in my voice that rang through the microphone.

– You don’t know? If you don’t know, you should get hit, you b*tch.

– What about an apology? Apology? Apology!!!!

– Let’s dance first???

– n*ked, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

Sensing my discomfort, the viewers began demanding an apology.

Once again, I found myself in a corner today. Resentful of my past self that had left me with this trial, I pulled out my last resort that I had decided upon in my heart.

I reached out and pressed a button.

In that moment, the blackout curtain that had covered the stage was drawn aside, revealing a woman so beautiful it was hard to believe she existed in reality.

– Do you think we’ll stay if we turn on the cam?!

– Hmm… Shall we hear what you’ve got?

– Look how quickly the haters got calmed down, hahahaha.

– If you didn’t donate in the first place and just wanted to witch hunt, that’s a huge recommend, hahahaha.

– Wow, wow!

As I revealed myself, public opinion shifted in an instant.

Gone were the faces that had been condemning me, replaced by viewers praising my beauty. However, amidst it all, the seeds of discord remained alive.

– Duntang donated 1,000 won.

[Looks nice when these dumb f*cks turn on the cam, hahahaha.]

– User O donated 1,000 won.

[It’s more than once that passing by Momma’s Tong is a thing, getting tired of the same repertoire every time.]

Perhaps displeased with the viewers calming down, some started inciting with donations.

The problem was that the public that got caught up in this incitement was directing a stream of chat complaints towards me.

– For real, it’s like a cheat code; if I do something wrong, I hit the cam first.

– You know these chimpanzees just go fond when they see br*asts, right? Hahaha.

– Why did we do the mission? Just hit the success button and turn on the cam, and everything would be forgiven, right? Hahaha.

It was obvious that if I left them be, the flames of witch hunting would rise again.

Before the viewers could get further caught up in incitement, I acted on the plan I had in mind.

I slowly bent my firmly positioned waist.

As a result, my mouth began to emerge through the camera naturally.

The viewers, captivated by my red and plump lips.

They only came to their senses when my prayer-like joined hands covered my lips.

– Wow… Is this a movie or what?

– I forgot to even breathe while watching…

– She really is super pretty.

– Miju♥Jihun donated 100,000 won.

[How much? Five million? What a great deal.]

– Duntang donated 10,000 won.

[Who’s the thief? Starting now, Miju and I become one.]

I noticed the viewers starting to flood the chat again due to my actions.

However, this time the direction was decidedly different.

– Miju, my love, my light, me.

– If there’s no fan of Miju in this world, then I do not exist.

– d*mn it, Miju!!! I like you!!!

Unlike before, praises directed at me filled the chat.

What I did today was just turn on the cam and show my lips.

However, the aftermath of such a simple action surpassed imagination.

‘Just as planned.’

Once again laughing at the foolish beings entrapped by my charms, I unleashed the line I had prepared.

“Oppas! Miju made a mistake! Just let me know once!”

In that moment, an unexpected reaction poured in.

– ??????

– ???? What is this, f***ing hell, hahahaha?

– Are you crazy?????

“Eh?”

– Ah… d*mn, the mood was good!

– Please, just shut your mouth JOAT…

– I just pulled my pants down!!!

– You get out of here.

The carefully prepared line elicited screams from the viewers.

In a situation that flowed entirely differently from what I had envisioned, all I could do was blink in confusion.

‘This isn’t it?’

Although it was merely a single sentence, it was the result of my thorough efforts.

The tone I had crafted, inspired by the reactions of viewers who enjoyed hearing my voice when I was drunk last time.

The lines I created by digging through female streamer broadcasts.

And even the pride I had to cast aside.

The effort I had gone through for that one line could fill dozens of books if written.

‘But why is the reaction like this!!!’

I could understand a lukewarm response,

but seeing the anger in the viewers made my bruised pride spill tears.

“Enough! I’m not doing this again!”

I shut off the cam I had turned on, spouting words filled with displeasure.

At that moment, a donation came in from a viewer who had sensed my discomfort.

– Expert donated 10,000 won.

[Oh my, is Miju mad? Who said that?]

But rather than comforting my disgruntled self, the message was teasing me, causing me to close my mouth once more.

“…”

– Hahahaha

– Uweee, the viewer is making fun of me!!!

– Shut it, hahahaha.

– Yeah, what do you mean?

The sight of me seemed amusing to the viewers, and teasing began filling the chat one by one.

“Ah! Stop it!”

– Don’t say that~

– So cute, hahahaha.

“Did I say to tone it down?”

– Did I say tone it down?

– Hey hey! You guys? Try saying that again!

Despite numerous suggestions, the viewers did not cease their mockery.

Exhausted by them, I resolved to ignore the chat and continue the broadcast.

“Alright! Then today’s broadcast is!”

– Uung~

At that moment, I heard a sound announcing that a message had come in.

– I think it was a message from mom~

– Uweee, they are teasing me!

– It might be my boyfriend… ㅎ

– What? What?

“So, today’s broadcast is…”

Ignoring that, I tried to continue the broadcast again.

– Uung~

However, an alert sound rang out once more, stopping me.

“Ah! What now!”

I irritably turned off the phone that kept interrupting me.

Then a donation containing defamation echoed through.

– User O donated 1,000 won.

[???: Honey, ㅠㅠ it’s tough dealing with losers, right? Today, I’ll take you for a drive.]

– What? What?

– Is that for real?

“Is it true…?”

Exhausted beyond measure, I made an apathetic statement in response to the nonsensical words.

However, whether this became a trigger or not, the rumors began circulating even more heatedly.

– Female Streamer Lover donated 1,000 won.

[Late hour,,, multiple texts,,, stream pause,,, ugh, my head….]

– User O donated 1,000 won.

[Please don’t say last night’s ending is…?]

Constantly rattling off absurd nonsense, the haters seemed to increase the intensity of anxiety, and negative reactions began to appear from existing viewers.

– Miju♥Jihun donated 10,000 won.

[… No way, right?]

“I’m telling you it’s not!”

– OOOOOO

– Let’s make sure of this before leaving.

– Hey, you crazy dumbf*cks, stop invading my privacy.

– Shut the f*ck up, you idiot.

Looking at the ruckus in the chat, I turned my previously powered-off phone back on.

‘It’s probably just more spam.’

After all, I had only two contacts on my phone.

Even both were the type that doesn’t text, so naturally, the conclusion was nothing but one.

‘Everyone, get ready to apologize to me.’

Confident in my honesty, I was already imagining how the viewers would apologize.

But on the turned-on phone appeared

[One night 160,000 won, where should I deposit it?]

There was content written that left much room for misunderstanding.