Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 66

– Show it quickly.

– Broadcasters are people too, so please respect their privacy;;

– If you say that, just end the broadcast and take care of your family.

Viewers constantly demanding to see my mobile phone.

My response to this was somewhat passive.

“Um… Do I really have to show it…?”

– ? You said you would show it.

– Will you believe me if I show it?! <- Something I actually said.

"No... We have a trusting relationship, so... let's move forward with trust this time..."

- Stop talking nonsense.
- Trust (scammers, sudden broadcasts)
- I'd rather believe Doji goes to Mars than trust you.
- Hey Kim, hurry and show your phone.

The strong friendship I had built with the viewers up to now,
I tried appealing to them based on that, but the cold viewers maintained their consistent attitude.

- Why aren’t you showing it? Is there a problem?
- Is it something hard to show to others??

- ??? : Eradicate Han-nam! Sisters unite!
- That really is tough...

Without stopping, the viewers began to pressure me as I hesitated to show it.
Under the tightening situation, my choices were narrowed down to two.

First,
Show it as it is.

I brought my mobile phone close to the camera set on my desk.
At that moment, the message history I received started to be broadcasted on the screen.

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

- ??????
- What is this?????
- Is this a hidden camera???

When viewers who saw the email's contents bombarded with question marks, I shouted at them with a confident voice.

"Look! This isn’t a message from my boyfriend, right?"

- ?????????
- No... he’s not my boyfriend, though...
- Why didn’t you just say he’s your boyfriend...
- I’m really going crazy...

Viewers were in shock over my message history.

"This is spam mail..."

My subsequent explanation was drowned out by the countless donations pouring in.

- Expert donated 1,000 won.
[Ahhh!!!! My horn!!! My horn hurts!!!!]

- Miju♥Jihun donated 10,000 won.
[There’s no paradise where I fled. Why didn’t I know this before...?]

- IncelDie donated 1,000 won.
[I thought surgery costs would be really high for you... now I think I understand the source!]

As I looked at the viewers who only repeated their demands, ignoring my explanations, I continued my unfinished explanation.

"No, this isn’t mail I received!"

- Yeah, yeah. It came to your phone, and the content is accurate, but it’s not mail you received, right?
- Miju, that’s ugly.
- d*mn it, I wasted my time on this broadcast.

However, the viewers, who had already made up their minds, maintained a cynical attitude toward my explanation.
In a situation where justification and despair were repeating like a broken record, a donation put a period on it.

- Duntang donated 1,000 won.
[Huh? So if I pay 160,000 won, can I touch those br*asts?]

"What kind of nonsense is that?!"

I screamed at the absurd donation.
However, the viewers’ thoughts seemed vastly different from mine.

- Huh? Not a bad deal?
- I’ve probably donated over 30 here, haha.
- I’m lining up for a special guest~
- 180.70.25, I’m confident in my looks.

"No!!"

Gazing at the endlessly vulgar chat room, I let out a desperate scream.
But my cry couldn’t reach the viewers.

- Warning) The broadcast has been stopped due to inappropriate content.

"Hahaha...."

Sinking back into my chair.
In the ended broadcast, the pitch-black screen revealed my future.

-BAD ENDING 1-
[King of Depravity]

'This won’t do?'

After running the simulation of my first option, I realized it would lead to a dark future.

'For now, the problem is the viewers have no intention of listening to me.'

If they just listened to my explanations, everything would be resolved. However, expecting that kind of patience from my viewers was futile.

'Then what if I had just said it was spam mail from the beginning and showed it?'

I repeated the simulation while changing various conditions.
In order to avoid the bad ending, while identifying the cause that led to it.

- Why aren’t you showing it????
- Are you scared of something?
- Haha... I believe in Miju...

The sight of the urging viewers caught my eye.

'This won’t work. Next alternative!'

Identifying the cause could wait for later.
To resolve the current situation, I activated my second alternative.

Second,
Don’t show the mobile phone at all.

Having checked the email content, I spoke to the viewers in a reprimanding tone.

"Well, broadcasters are also people and have private lives... You can’t just show your phone indiscriminately."

- Well, that’s a fair point...
- Um... that feels a bit off...?
- I’m not asking you to show everything, just the email you just got.

"What if I just show the email? Would that really be the end of it?"

Having worked around various broadcasts for over ten years, I knew better than anyone that the viewers wouldn’t stop at just that.

"They’d want to see the past email history, and if not, your contacts, even KakaoTalk. It would go on endlessly; who wouldn’t know that?"

I stated it as if I could see the future.
As my persuasive argument began to affect the viewers, they started to type in agreement.

- That’s true.
- The moment you show it once, a precedent is set...
- I understand it logically, but my heart feels different...

Faced with my flawless and undeniable reasoning, the viewers appeared subdued.
However, it was only for a moment, as a wise viewer stood up against the sentiment.

- Expert donated 10,000 won.
[I don’t care about that; just show it!!!! My horn hurts!!!!]

"No... ha..."

Seeing a viewer insist without any reason or logic made a chuckle escape my lips involuntarily.

"What kind of nonsense is that? People don't have horns to begin with!"

I pointed out the incorrect parts as if scolding a child.
However, starting with his donation, the viewers, who lost the argument, began to clamor more insistently.

- So-and-so donated 1,000 won.
[I don’t care!!! I’m going to protest until you show it!!]

Longchung donated 10,000 won.
[You have an obligation to provide transparent disclosure as much as we have donated to you!!]

- Duntang donated 1,000 won.
[If you don’t show it, I’ll know it’s a boyfriend message. In any case, I’ll know.].

The viewers pushed forward with logic and insistently complained without listening to anything.
With their constant repetition of their demands like parrots, I couldn’t help but feel the veins in my forehead protruding.

"Really, you’re going to keep pushing the issue?"

I randomly selected protesting viewers and brought them to the gallows.

Scratch. Scratch. Scratch.

"Will you still complain about this?"

- This is media oppression!!!
- I knew from when I liked China!
- Kyaaaah! Dome Hwang Chae!!!

In an instant, several heads fell, and the viewers' screams erupted.
Normally, a rebellion would end around this point, but today, things were flowing in a slightly different direction.

- Ban her, you b*tch!
- Yeah~ I can just not watch your broadcast!
- Eat sh*t and d*e!

Viewers choosing resistance over submission appeared, and while initially there were only a few, more and more viewers began to join the resistance, and my brow furrowed.

"Really? Then you all will d*e too."

- k*ll us, you b*stard!
- Yeah~ I can just create a million alternative accounts!
- I won’t watch because it’s disgusting.

Thus began a tug-of-war between them and me for power.

... And several years passed.

- Hello. (This message has been deleted.)
- This room is (This message has been deleted.)
- There are no people (This message has been deleted.)
- Anymore. (This message has been deleted.)

Click. Click. Click.

The clicking sound that had continued for years stopped.
Feeling bewildered, I checked the number on the left side of the screen.

[Current Viewer Count: 0]
[Blacklisted Viewers Count: 160,000]

Current viewer count: 0.
Finally reaching that point, I let out a cry of joy.

"I... I’ve won... you bastards..."

After years of effort, I succeeded in driving out all the rebels!

"Ahahaha... now... this is my land for life..."

In the empty broadcast, only my laughter echoed ominously.

-BAD ENDING 2-
[Lonely King]

'... I messed up?'

After running simulations for the two alternatives I had in mind, the results all led to bad endings.
No matter which path I chose at the crossroads, the only road left for me was a cliff.

'So what should I do?'

- The broadcast has stopped?
- Someone under the desk pressed the power button~
- What, what, what???
- What’s happening under the desk...? (suspicious)
- So when do you show your mobile phone?

Looking at the urging viewers, I quickly spun my thoughts.
However, no matter how hard I tried to think, no suitable solution came to mind.

- It's about time...
- At this rate, am I going to become a grandmother?
- I can hear the wheels turning here...

In that moment, a chat caught my eye, sparking my inspiration.

"Ah... Ah...! My waist suddenly hurts!"

I bent over as an excuse for my perfectly fine waist.
This created a blind spot for the camera that was watching me.

'Now!!!'

Focusing on the sensation at my fingertips, I deleted the accumulated email records.

- Uh-oh... That girl is deleting her message history.
- You know what happens if you get caught manipulating things, right?

Viewers who spotted my intentions began to chat, but the rice was already cooked a long time ago.
My crime left no trace.

"Alright! Take a look! There’s no problem, right?"

Confidently, I showed my email history to the viewers.

[web sender]
[Liquidation Notification]
[Happy Birthday]

Inside was nothing but familiar, ordinary messages that everyone recognized.

- Nothing here.
- But why did you stall?
- It looks suspicious... Did you really delete it?

"Eh, eh~ There's no way I'd delete it out of fear, right?"

- Speaking in a stutter is suspect...
- For now, okay. There’s nothing, I guess.
- As expected of the broadcaster; I believed in you!

"Then! Just trust me!"

The viewers showed an attitude of reluctantly agreeing to my words.
As I watched their chat, I found my hands trembling uncontrollably.

- Uh-oh

'Huh?'

Not just the feeling, but my hands were actually shaking.
Overcome by a bad premonition, I checked the situation on my mobile phone through the broadcast screen.

[line... contacted... why... no... pictures... sent...]

"... Ah."