Streaming Life After Paying Off Debt - Chapter 98

The day after losing the bet, I hesitated and pressed the broadcast button.

Miju has started the broadcast!

– Penalty broadcast

As the broadcast opened, viewers began to flock in.

– Miha Miha~

– What festival is being held?

– It’s not a festival, it’s a funeral.

– I thought you’d run away, but you came? lol

In an instant, Miss P began to surge upwards.

It only took moments to break through five digits.

Still, it showed no signs of stopping and continued to rise.

‘… That should have been the coin chart I bought yesterday.’

I was mesmerized by the beautifully upward trend of the viewer count.

At that moment, the sound of donations ringing out brought me back to reality.

– Duntang donated 10,000 won.

[I plastered the broadcaster gallery saying I’d do the penalty broadcast today. You’re gonna have an easy life now, you j*rk! lol]

“What?”

Snapping out of the shocking content, I looked through the chat room.

– Wow;; I just plastered both the Mijung gallery and the Coin gallery too. lol

– So when will you show us your br*asts?

– What kind of broadcast is this?

– It’s a breast cam. Incoming viewers, please go away~

– Cam cam cam cam

‘Crazy people.’

The chat room I checked late was truly hell itself.

The excitement of existing viewers thrilled by the penalty and the trolls who flowed in as aggro combined to devastate my broadcast.

– Cam cam cam cam

– There’s no greeting here.

– Where’s the host?

– Come out, you worthless sc*m!

With eyes seeking a sacrifice for their hunger, I froze like a frog in front of a snake.

“…”

As I maintained my silence, a stillness fell over the broadcast.

Perhaps the ongoing silence was uncomfortable, the viewers began to send donations looking for me.

– Clean Summoner 152 donated 1,000 won.

[Host? Where are you?]

“…”

– What’s going on? Did he go to the bathroom for a moment?

– Looks like he’s doing a penalty broadcast?

– Oh, come on… lol

But as I continued to remain silent, viewers gradually lost interest in me.

Soon after, they started moving on to search for another sacrifice.

– But isn’t today’s concept ridiculous?

– Honestly, I thought you’d at least show above or below clearly… What is this?

– To be honest, the school uniform is quite ridiculous…

Thus, the next target became the viewer I had made a bet with.

– You b*stard, after winning, and this is what you do?

– He’s broadcasting based on his own f*tish.

– I’m as mad as a golden olive…

Criticism poured from over ten thousand viewers.

Just moments ago, I thought I could overcome this crisis through silence.

However, that was something I could do because I was used to this situation.

It wasn’t a method the viewers unfamiliar with criticism could choose.

– Longchung donated 1,000 won.

[If you’re so angry, then why don’t you make a bet yourselves?]

As expected, the viewers failed to respond.

As his donation echoed through the broadcast, the hyenas began to tear into me as if waiting.

– Do you think someone didn’t do it because they couldn’t?

– After getting burnt this time, Miju probably won’t accept again; ah, life is ruined.

– You’d be better off not doing it at all.

– Seriously, you’ve split open the goose that lays the golden eggs.

– Longchung donated 1,000 won.

[Is this my fault? You guys happily took subscription rights too!!!]

– I didn’t take it!

– I didn’t know there’d be a penalty like this back then.

– Sigh… that’s just ridiculous.

No matter how logically I tried to argue, I stood no chance against the lump of ignorant viewers.

Even the viewers who kept arguing seemed to realize this, and after the last donation, they maintained their silence.

– Longchung donated 1,000 won.

[sh*t, I see why Miju calls them pigs… ]

– He’s laughing. lol

– Want me to bite you?

– IQ tracking is initiated.

In the heated atmosphere, I decided it was time to calm the viewers with my hidden voice.

“Alright, enough fighting… You all came to see me, right? So please focus on me.”

– Yes… big sister…

– Crazy wh*re…

– It’s a school uniform, hehehe…

With just a single statement, I captured the viewers’ attention.

Riding this momentum, I declared to the viewers.

“Well then, let’s start today’s broadcast!”

– Cam cam cam cam

– School uniform school uniform school uniform

– Because of the br*asts, the shirt isn’t buckling properly at the waist. You want to see a skirt that’s been shortened to highlight the b*tt…

– If it wouldn’t be rude, please say, “Minho, go buy some bread.” Hehe.

As soon as I finished speaking, the viewers began to reveal their fetishes.

Feeling uncomfortable with their shameful displays, there were also viewers who felt uneasy.

– Longchung donated 1,000 won.

[When you said something to me, when was that, you b*stard…]

‘That’s what I’m saying…’

The words of the viewer who had become a sacrificial offering in my place resonated deeply with me.

I nodded repeatedly inside my head and declared to the viewers.

“Now, I’ll turn on the cam.”

When I pressed the button, a bright light spread across the previously dark screen.

For a moment, I squinted at the sudden brightness, and as the screen settled, a clear figure emerged.

There stood a woman.

Her smooth legs wrapped in white knee socks,

A short pleated skirt that rides slightly above the knee,

And a shirt that struggled to contain her bursting chest.

The camera slowly adjusted to the viewers’ gaze.

Finally, when the movement stopped, my face filled the camera.

“School uniform Miju, has arrived!”

I shouted towards the camera at the viewers.

At the same time, a flood of chaotic messages from viewers who were startled by the sudden reveal of my face poured in.

– ????????

– What is this? What is this? What is this?

– This is not what I wanted…?

– No, this is really… ah…

Seemingly shocked, the viewers couldn’t articulate their thoughts properly.

Amid the pouring attention, I shyly continued to speak.

“Ahaha… It’s a bit embarrassing to show my face to you all.”

With the camera positioned differently than usual, I gave a shy smile to the viewers.

This caused the viewers’ chat to explode.

– d*mn, are you joking?

– Do we really look like this?

– Seriously, watch it; do we look like idiots?

– (Fire emoji)(Fire emoji)

In the blink of an eye, the chat became chaotic.

With flames that were burning out of control, I asked the viewers with a puzzled expression.

“I’m wearing a school uniform just as you wanted… Why is everyone like this?”

– Is this a school uniform? Seriously, you crazy b*tch?

– Ah… I feel like my bl**d pressure is going to explode.

– Please hold your breath for just ten minutes.

– Is this to extort a settlement? Right?

I tilted my head in confusion at the viewers’ incomprehensible reactions.

Seeing that, the viewers began to bombard me with donations as if they were having convulsions.

– Duntang donated 10,000 won.

[What the hell is that panel!!!]

– Miju♥Jihun donated 50,000 won.

[Miju, this seems like taking the joke too far.]

– Longchung donated 1,000 won.

[I can’t believe I got insulted because of this b*tch…]

Looking at the stream of donations, I checked the broadcasting screen.

There, a character with a similar appearance to mine was tilting its head.

– Wow… really… wow… d*mn…

– If she just did what she was told, it would have been fine. lol;;

– Hahaha, you’re funny Miju. Now please dress properly and show us.

As the relentless flames began to subside as time passed.

The viewers seemed to calm down a bit.

I decided to pour more oil on the fire.

“Dress properly? I’m dressed properly right now.”

As I spoke, I spun around in place.

The inside of my thighs peeked slightly between the softly flowing skirt.

– Whoa whoa

– Surprisingly, this might be nice…?

– Hehehe… those thighs are firm…

Just by slightly revealing my thighs, public opinion immediately shifted in my favor.

‘Oh? Could it be that I can get away with this?’

A fleeting hope crossed my mind.

If I rode this momentum, could I move on as if nothing had happened?

But that hope didn’t last long.

Even though they were viewers whose brains were hanging low, they weren’t foolish enough to let this situation slide.

As the viewers who had briefly lost themselves in my thighs regained their senses one by one, the chat room filled again with fierce opposition.

– Dress properly? This is just nonsense.

– Do you think we look like fools?

“But… I wore what the bet said, which is a school uniform?”

– No one wants to see a panel wearing a school uniform!

– Get rid of those sparkly things, d*mn it!

– When did you even make this?

With the viewers’ incessant protests continuing, I quietly turned off the sparkle effect.

Then I thought to myself.

‘Well, I was lucky. They contacted me just as it was completed.’

This was a virtual avatar I had been preparing for April Fool’s Day.

However, it was completed sooner than expected, and thanks to that, I could bring it out at just the right moment now.

‘On top of that, the prepared outfits included school uniforms… so I had no reason to hesitate.’

What resulted from the combination of coincidence and coincidence is this.

It was the demonstration of Virtual Miju.

‘I couldn’t see my face, so it felt stifling~’

An unknown fact from the past, a person’s face transmits more information than one might think.

‘Even if it’s just a panel, expressions are revealed; communication might be easier than before.’

This was merely my small consideration towards the viewers,

A character filled with the hope that they’d enjoy the broadcast more.

‘If there’s someone who thinks more of the viewers than I do, let them come out!’

I shouted inwardly.

Yet, the viewers who were oblivious to my heart were busy criticizing me.

– I want to tear this character apart…

– If the broadcast explodes, will the cam return?

– I’m entering a berserk mode.

Amid the viewers’ d*ath threats, my choice to respond was to charge ahead.