Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 85

Fortunately, my gambling was a success.

As I entered the channel, countless videos greeted me. For a moment, I was happy with the expected progression, but as I began to look through the videos one by one, I couldn’t hide my confusion.

“… What is this?”

At first, I suspected that there would be various song videos created by AI when entering the channel.

Even when I checked the very first video, I thought my prediction was correct.

However, upon checking the titles of the other videos, I realized my prediction was completely off.

“Songs, novels, news… What kind of channel is this really?”

Inside the channel, a chaotic mix of various types of videos was scattered. Moreover, the so-called nationalistic tubes that stood out here and there were exacerbating my confusion.

It seemed that I was not the only one shocked by the appearance of this channel, as the chat room was filled with messages from confused viewers.

– Wow… it’s just a mixed bag?

– Literally, one thing gets caught, haha.

– The one who’s caught will freak out and run away from the channel, haha.

Viewers expressing what I wanted to say. While I actively empathized with their opinions, suddenly a thought crossed my mind.

‘Could it be that all these videos are made with AI?’

And all created in my voice…

Just imagining it sent chills down my spine.

At that moment, a donation came in from a viewer who seemed to have a similar thought as mine.

– Duntang has donated 10,000 won.

[Is this all your voice? Haha]

“Ah, no way…”

For now, I muttered denial. Yet, within it remained an undeniable doubt that I couldn’t hide myself.

– If it’s true, that’s insane haha.

– If all those videos are the host’s voice, isn’t this just the host’s NewTube?

– A NewTube the person themselves doesn’t even know about, haha.

– Pleasureless responsibility, haha.

The audience was excited by the continuously shocking developments.

– Duntang has donated 10,000 won.

[Confirm, let’s go.]

With a sense of foreboding from their urging, I decided, albeit apprehensively, to randomly play one of the videos.

– The novel I’m going to introduce today is~

Then, a familiar voice flowed through the speakers.

“No way, really?!”

– hahahaha

– hahahaha

– Oh, my stomach hurts, haha.

Ignoring the roaring laughter of the viewers, I decided to play other videos as well and realized one fact.

– Today’s news…

– Duck roast recipe…

– New season update…

“This… it’s all my voice.”

With the familiar voice echoing from all the videos, my vision went black.

“Phew… wait, let’s take a break for a moment.”

I closed my eyes for a moment, overwhelmed by the rush of fatigue.

‘Even if videos were made with my voice, in the end, I don’t lose anything. I can just ban making them from now on, and that’s it.’

Even if someone used my voice to make videos, it wouldn’t matter as the views would only reach around a hundred at most. If I prohibit video production starting today and discard all the videos made so far, all problems would be resolved!

‘Alright, alright. No problem.’

Dreaming of becoming a modern-day book-burning, I carefully opened my eyes. There appeared the familiar chat room.

– It might be because I’m used to it, but the host’s voice is nice.

– Nationalistic tube too, let’s go, haha.

– The one that America envies and Japan is jealous of…!

– This is driving me crazy, haha.

“Why is that?”

I replied to the viewers recommending other videos in a subdued voice.

“What’s the point? It’s already been judged as a plagiarized channel.”

– To break your YouTube algorithm.

– It’s just fun~

“Not even a little bit fun?”

– Just thinking about America trembling because of your voice is hilarious.

– For real, pure fun GOAT, haha.

– Are you perhaps upset?

– Don’t be angry and just enjoy~

‘These crazy pigs.’

I called out their nicknames in my mind, expecting them to suffer. As I was preparing to counter the viewers, a fanfare sounded.

– Miju♥Jihun has donated 500,000 won.

[ASMR video, let’s go.]

Putting aside my counter, I quickly expressed my gratitude amidst the ringing sound.

“Oh my! A donation of 500,000 won!”

I stood up from my seat and kept bowing. However, as the content of the donation came in, my expression inadvertently frowned.

“An ASMR video…?”

Somehow, the sudden large amount of donations felt suspicious, indicating they had a different aim.

‘That guy has gotten too used to our room.’

Knowing that I would surely refuse if he requested it as a mission, I observed Jihun’s behavior of pushing the money forward and missed his past composed self.

‘Back then, I should have taken advantage properly without being so polite…’

As I regretted the past, a question suddenly arose.

“By the way, was there such a video in the first place?”

‘I didn’t see it when I skimmed through just earlier?’

Recalling, I looked at the chat room. There, viewers were sympathizing with my question.

– What?

– I didn’t see it either.

– Are you saying do it now? Haha.

“Ah~ If you’re asking me to do it, I will not~”

Excited at the opportunity to gain from the donation, I answered energetically. However, the following donation shattered my expectations.

– Miju♥Jihun has donated 100,000 won.

[Scroll down, the second video from the left.]

“Oh, yes.”

I responded curtly and scrolled down. Then, indeed, an ASMR video appeared.

“Tonight, I’ll put you to sleep… Is this right?”

– Miju♥Jihun has donated 100,000 won.

[Yes, yes.]

Having the confirmation, it was now a situation where all I needed to do was press the play button. However, hesitating at the discomfort felt from the title, I began to chant a spell.

‘Seventy, seventy, for this one video, seventy thousand won.’

As I chanted the spell, the discomfort melted away in an instant. The moment all obstacles vanished, I pressed the play button without hesitation.

– Tonight, let’s fall into a deep sleep together.

“Ugh!”

And I paused the video at just one part.

“Ah, really, wait… Ugh! I can’t really stand it.”

As the video played, the disgusting sound delivered through my earphones hit me hard. The voice sounded like it had been drenched in butter, turning my stomach inside out.

“Wow… I really can’t handle this. Can you all feel the same?”

Barely calming my stomach, I sought agreement from the viewers who had undoubtedly experienced the same suffering. However, instead of agreement, the viewers were expressing anger toward me.

– Ah!!! What the hell is this!!!

– Quickly play it again!!!

– Down down down down!

Unable to hide my confusion at their unexpected reactions, I asked.

“No, are you all okay?”

– ? Of course we are okay, you idiot.

– Don’t drag this out, just play it quickly.

– Put me to sleep!!!

– Down down, d*mn down!!!

Continuously demanding to play the video, I couldn’t believe this very situation.

“Are they crazy, do they actually like that?”

That the viewers like a voice that pretends to be seductive after slathering on about ten butters…

I desperately wished this situation was a dream.

‘Please… please…’

– Miju♥Jihun has donated 500,000 won.

[Turn it back on.]

“Yes.”

With the fanfare ringing, I smiled widely as if to escape reality.

‘ASMR, it sounds good?’

Thinking back, the voice seemed appealing and nice after all.

Overwhelmed by the large sum of money, I distorted my memories. However, the distorted memories didn’t hold up for even ten seconds.

– What kind of dream do we want to have?

“Ugh!”

With feelings that no amount of money could withstand, my stomach turned once again.

“Wow, I really can’t take it.”

My genuine feelings garnered a flood of objections from the viewers.

– Ah, shut up!!!

– Turn off the local broadcast!

– Host!! Ban anyone making noise in this room!!

– Try pausing the video again.

‘Is this not my room…?’

The viewers typed in their objections with terrifying momentum. I could feel their burning gazes beyond the chat room.

– We’ll let you massage our ears. Huh~

Meanwhile, the voice gradually rose in pitch, seemingly testing my limits, causing my stomach to churn.

Desperate to stop the video, I kept fidgeting with my hands and declared to the viewers.

“You all watch carefully! I’ll be right back!”

Stuck in a situation where I could neither do this nor that, I ultimately chose to escape.

I threw off the earphones hanging from my ears and stood up abruptly.

“I’ll be back when it’s over!”

I had no idea what would happen to me when I returned.

After taking a break in the living room with some cola, I returned to my room feeling lighter.

“Here I come!”

Singing a little tune, I sat down. Then, the blazing chat room revealed itself in front of my eyes.

– Host!!! Payment!!! Hurry!!!

– What if you cut it in the middle!!!

– I haven’t slept yet!!!

“What, what’s happening?”

Seeing the viewers getting angry as soon as I arrived, a question mark appeared above my head.

Rolling around, my eyes that were trying to grasp the situation fixed on one spot. There, one phrase was written.

– If you want to see the next scene, come to xx fans.