Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 80

In the past, there was a female broadcaster I enjoyed watching.

She was a nearly perfect broadcaster, skilled at interacting with viewers and adept at handling somewhat embarrassing donation requests.

However, there was one thing that was disappointing about her broadcasts.

– “Broadcaster! Please show some aegyo!”

“Aegyo requests are a reason for banning. Please check the broadcasting rules.”

She was someone who would accommodate any request, but she showed a cold reaction to demands for aegyo.

One day, while feeling disappointed that I couldn’t see her aegyo, a malicious viewer appeared.

– “Broadcaster, please show some aegyo.”

“Aegyo requests are a reason for banning. Goodbye.”

If it had been an ordinary viewer, that would have been the end with a ban. However, this malicious viewer was quite different.

– “Broadcaster, please show some aegyo.”

– “Broadcaster, please show some aegyo.”

– “Broadcaster, please show some aegyo.”

– “Broadcaster, please show some aegyo.”

He laughed at being banned and used numerous accounts to demand aegyo.

With the relentless influx of requests like a flood, even she, who was banning users, began to tire.

At that moment, existing viewers joined in to pressure her.

– “[Party] Seyoung has sent 5000 balloons. [He’s asking like this, let’s just do aegyo once and finish…]”

– “[Party] Beombae has sent 1000 balloons. [Honestly, I felt a bit sad that she never did it.]”

The chairperson and vice-chairperson of the existing broadcast joined in the pressure. In a situation where bending her pride and showing aegyo just once would solve everything, her choice was as follows.

“I don’t want to. And again, ‘aegyo requests are a reason for banning.'”

That day, the ban list included hundreds of my accounts alongside the chairperson and vice-chairperson’s accounts.

Afterward, I thought as I watched her broadcast from an unbanned account.

‘Why are women reluctant to show aegyo? Just one word, and donations would pour in…’

If I were in her position, I would show aegyo every day. I would gather every bit of money the viewers had.

It was an unanticipated determination that one day I would truly become a woman and broadcast.

And now, having truly become someone in a position to show aegyo, I was desperately regretting my past determination.

‘Ah… so this is why you banned me… Now I understand…’

Contrary to the simple thought that it ends with just saying it, aegyo was a cruel act that killed my identity.

I regretted realizing this only after expressing it out loud. However, my ordeal was not yet over.

– “Hahaha, look at how suddenly she’s changing her attitude.”

– “Why? Are you thinking you don’t have any money?”

– “It’s nice to hear, so add more, haha.”

– “Hey, darling~ You want a lot, right~~”

In response to my sudden aegyo, the viewers’ reactions were ecstatic. The more I read their chats, the more I felt my rising shame enveloping my body.

The bl**d flow within me accelerated. At the same time, a hot heat surged from my entire body.

As proof of this, my body turned bright red. The viewers in our room couldn’t have missed this fact.

– “Duntang has donated 10,000 won. [Look how red her neck is, hahaha, even she thinks it’s really embarrassing, haha.]”

– “Longchung has donated 10,000 won. [Can a person turn that red? She’s completely blushing, hahaha.]”

Reading the viewers’ chats, I looked at myself on the broadcast screen. My body, as seen through the cam, resembled the color of the wine beside me.

“Ah, d*mn… it’s hot!”

To cool down the rising heat, I poured the drink in my hand into my mouth.

– “No, no, no;;;”

– “What the hell? Are you sweating and opening the cork with your hand???”

– “I forgot… This girl was just a wild beast…”

Gulp, gulp. The cold stream entering my throat cooled my body’s heat.

– “If you’re going to drink, you need to set the broadcast to 19+!!!!”

– “This is crazy, she’s just chugging the wine;;”

– “No cork, no wine glass~ Isn’t this just wild behavior?”

Gulp, gulp.

‘Thinking about it, I haven’t drunk anything today?’

To find a suitable place for the broadcast, I needed to stop by several places. But I was a pedestrian without a car. My body, which had been sweating while running around in this cold weather, was now begging for moisture.

– “Whoa;;; isn’t that too much??”

– “Hey, hey, is she going to try to do a shot again;;”

– “I knew it from the moment she started talking about the bl**d of gods.”

Gulp. With the last swallow, the seemingly endless flow of water finally ended. I placed the empty bottle down and let out a deep sigh.

“Ah… now I’ll feel better.”

Feeling the heat in my body settle, I spoke words of relief.

But the calmness at the moment was just for a brief moment. As if waiting for me to let my guard down, a fiery sensation surged deep within my stomach.

“Ugh!”

The flames that rose up my throat danced in my mouth. As I covered my mouth with one hand to suppress a cry that seemed ready to burn the world, a muffled sound escaped through my fingers.

“Yeah…!”

While I was blocking the flames to protect the world, a donation came in from a viewer.

– “Expert has donated 10,000 won. [Oh…]”

– “Expert has donated 10,000 won. [Thank you everyone for watching Miju’s broadcast on Twitch. The next broadcast will be held on OnFan.]”

Perhaps inspired by the sounds of my gasps, he suddenly shifted my platform!

“Don’t mess around.”

Struggling to calm the blazing fire, I spat out a rebuttal. However, that was my last memory. With that memory, I couldn’t endure my heavy eyelids and closed my eyes.

Five minutes since Miju collapsed, the chat room had turned into chaos.

– “No way, she really didn’t d*e, right?”

– “Her chest is still moving.”

– “d*mn it, someone’s watching even now;;”

– “But isn’t this a face reveal?”

– “Ugh;; taking the red pill like crazy;;”

As the viewers said, Miju was lying on the desk as if she had collapsed, and in a situation where even the slightest movement would reveal her face, the concerned viewers were trying their best to wake her up.

– “Someone, wake her up;;”

– “The head has been trying to wake her up already.”

– “Miju ♥ Jihun has donated 10,000 won. [Wake up.]”

– “Miju Love has donated 10,000 won. [Sister, where are you? I’ll come to get you.]”

But no matter how much they called, Miju, who showed no response, resembled the sleeping princess from the fairy tale. And the one to awaken the princess was, after all, the prince’s kiss…

– “Longchung has donated 5,000 won. [Liquidated.]”

“What?!”

Rather than a shout, it was the familiar sound of liquidation.

“Where am I…”

Even after waking up, Miju was still not fully conscious, glancing around for a while, but soon recalled her last memory before falling asleep and said to the viewers.

“Ah~! If you have any requests for me, just say it! But…!”

Miju continued speaking and showed them some unknown numbers written in her notepad.

“Here…! This is my coin account, please send your donations here!”

After all, she was going to use the donations for gambling anyway, so why not just receive it as gambling chips from the start! The viewers perceived her shallow intent and reacted negatively.

– “Hahaha.”

– “Isn’t it a ban if you open another account on the broadcasting platform?”

– “No, it’s not a bank account, it’s a coin account, so I don’t know…”

– “It probably isn’t, right? I know other broadcasts also accept coin donations.”

– “Miju Miju, would you really do something like that?”

However, there are always rebels who don’t agree with the mainstream opinion. They positively considered Miju’s opinion and requested a mission from her, using coins as collateral.

– “Duntang has donated 10,000 won. [If you sing, 5 replies.]”

She probably wouldn’t sing anyhow. The viewers looking at the mission, as well as the viewer who made the request, had no expectations that Miju would actually sing.

“Yes! I will sing!”

Therefore, when Miju accepted it, the shock the viewers felt was beyond imagination.

– “?????”

– “Is she really going to sing???”

– “What is this????”

The viewers were still struggling to recover from this huge shock. However, Miju began to sing without considering the viewers’ situation.

“Calf~ Calf~ Green Calf~”

– “?????”

– “Um… what is this?”

– “She’s shocking us multiple times today…”

In a motel, a beautiful woman with a mature figure sang a nursery rhyme in her youthful voice.

“She looks just like her mom~~ The end!”

How would people react to someone satisfied with the song they sang, raising their chin? The answer to this question could be found in the following donations.

– “Miju Love has donated 1 million won. [Song, one more…!]”

– “Miju ♥ Jihun has donated 500,000 won. [Is it possible to sing ‘Forsythia’ as well?]”

– “Longchung has donated 50,000 won…”

Viewers felt a great attraction to Miju, who looked different than usual. As proof of this, donations surged to the point where the broadcast temporarily halted.

– “Miju Love…”

– “Miju ♥ Jihun…”

The ongoing large donations continued. Conversely, looking at her unchanging coin account, Miju shouted.

“No… not donations but to the coin account!!”

– “Duntang…”

– “Miju Love…”

– “ㅇㅇ…”

Despite Miju’s request, the viewers unilaterally continued to send donations.

Sending cash instead of coins was a small gesture of goodwill from adults who wished not to see children get hurt on Christmas Day.

“I’m supposed to be earning 200 million today!”