Please Do Your Debauchery After You Die - Chapter 228

Chapter 228: Had a Good Time

“Wow! Seoa, it’s been a while.”

“Uncle Young-jun, hi hi!”

Out of nowhere, our first meeting suddenly comes to mind.

It was the third day since I started my debut and broadcasting.

That day, I experienced a collaboration for the first time.

It was quite a delightful memory.

I had started to attract all sorts of attention from the beginning of my debut, but having a punching bag like Oyoung-jun that day allowed me to hit the brakes a bit more smoothly.

On the other hand, I wonder if Oyoung-jun felt completely defeated?

He probably intended to create buzz through a collaboration with the first pureblood virtual streamer to debut on Pangea TV, yet I held onto the reins almost until the end.

Since then, we exchanged notes occasionally, but we only met again after entering Lena World.

I vividly remember his back as he ran away, nearly in tears after I put him through a rough initiation.

And I recall the next day when he was gloating with Mu-yo by his side, only to shrink in size when he heard I was ranked number one on the server.

Also, the gift of a shulker box filled with diamonds as a symbol of reconciliation.

“The most recent was definitely Purge Day, right?”

A secret negotiation took place behind the scenes to take down Owang Company.

And on Purge Day, Oyoung-jun shamelessly betrayed me as if to repay what I had done to him until then.

In the end, he had to endure a lesson and even do a sexy dance on a motorcycle.

That got three popular posts on FM Community.

Ahem! They should know that it’s all thanks to me.

Anyway, Oyoung-jun seems to feel like a neighborhood punching bag who always ends up losing to me, but to be honest, he’s a streamer who has nothing to be ashamed of, except for Mr. Wangko and Mr. NS.

Partner streamer, fourteen years in broadcasting, a network spreading all over the place.

Although Kim Hak-do is indeed a big company streamer, we had been in the same League of Legends scene for quite a while, which allowed for a relaxed interaction.

In contrast, Mr. Wangko and Mr. NS come from different fields and since they are seniors, they tended to show me respect.

Oyoung-jun, who had been boasting of his confidence, was now showing signs of being weighed down?

I could feel his shoulders getting heavier.

But when I looked at the number of viewers, it all made sense.

No matter what content he was doing, maintaining 7,000 viewers at this hour is impressive, no doubt.

At this point, it was only natural for him to puff out his chest.

“Seoa, did you come for a consultation as well? Come sit on this cushion.”

His tone had become more relaxed, matching the increased viewers, which is infuriating.

It’s not impossible, really, but he has a tendency to blurt things out when he gets too confident.

So even before my return, there were times when the ‘Narakdan’ would swarm in and hurl insults in the chat, and he’d apologize afterward.

Thus, it was necessary to periodically keep him humble.

Hmm, it’s not that I’m feeling jealous just because he seems to be doing better than me recently.

Let’s not misunderstand.

“Our Seoa hawing~”

“Hi, Jwisun.”

In the cabin, there was also Jwisun, a member of Akatsuki.

Her distinctive way of speaking and high-energy greeting stuck in my ears.

“Jwisun is indeed a unique character. Streamers in this position are really rare.”

Thanks to Tteu3’s support with broadcasting equipment and enthusiastic encouragement, Jwisun started broadcasting and quickly rose in rank upon entering Lena World.

In the beginning, she was just doing a Durahan stream with a simple rat character she drew herself, but later, she upgraded it to a virtual avatar, leading to intense debates in virtual-related galleries.

The debate over whether Jwisun is a ‘virtual streamer’ or not.

Regardless, she made a remarkably unique debut, and with her good voice and exceptional gaming skills, she would grow steadily until becoming a recognized streamer by 2025.

“So, how old is our Jwisun?”

“Oh, why do you keep asking? It’s a secret, a secret!”

Eventually, her age would be revealed later, but until then, Jwisun had been going around Lena World, befriending everyone she met and earning a reputation as a true lineage destroyer.

Friends with 24-year-olds! Friends with 30-year-olds! We’re all friends!

Anyway, Jwisun’s age isn’t that important, so I gently halted Oyoung-jun, who was setting the mood for a consultation, and asked.

“I’m curious, how many have you consulted today?”

“Well, counting Seoa, this will be the sixth. Why?”

“Ah! Then the viewers must be getting bored. You’ve been dragging on the same scenario too long. How about switching things up a bit?”

“Switch things up?”

“Yes. You see, I’ve often been told that I have special abilities. So, I was actually considering receiving a divine revelation.”

“What? Where did that come from…?”

“Let’s say, just for fun, could you tell me your birth date? Think of it as a break. It’s getting tedious just doing consultations.”

“No, suddenly diving into fortune-telling? I don’t believe in stuff like that.”

Oyoung-jun grumbled, but the chatroom’s sentiment had long been switched to my side.

Viewers urging him not to waste time and just give out his birth date.

Ah, of course, I have no religious beliefs and have never experienced divine revelations.

I was merely throwing out a line to reel in Oyoung-jun.

“March 27, 1991.”

“Wow! If you were born in ’91, you really ARE an uncle. You’re about to need dentures soon.”

“Ah, what are you saying! People in their 50s are youthful these days. I’m still a sprightly person in my early 30s.”

“Hold on a moment. Quiet… I’m going to focus.”

To set the mood, I deliberately took a long moment of silence, pulling out my notebook and rustling through the pages.

Perhaps captivated by my unexpected acting skills, both Oyoung-jun and Jwisun fell silent.

After a moment, I let out a sigh.

“Hmm, a few things have come up.”

“Hey! You said this was just for fun. Why so serious? Setting the mood like this makes it feel like there’s really something.”

“First, let’s talk about Uncle Young-jun’s past…”

I casually rambled on about what I knew.

For instance, when I said he must have received plenty of hate earlier due to his poor character, Jwisun enthusiastically chimed in.

“That’s right, right! Young-jun, you used to have the nickname ‘Insso,’ right? Human trash Oyoung-jun.”

“Hey, shut up! I’m not like that anymore. I’ve turned my life around.”

After that, I discussed Oyoung-jun’s favorite colors, numbers, seasons, and so on.

At first, he listened with a touch of indifference, but eventually, he began to respond with genuine surprise.

“No way, how do you know all this? What the heck? Are you my stalker? Did I mention it during a stream? What gives?”

“It’s just a feeling, I guess?”

Of course, this was information from before my return that isn’t available now.

Lucy and Oyoung-jun had interacted on the Macaulot server, sharing each other’s trivial personal information.

“Young-jun, has everything so far been correct? Really? Wow, amazing! I want to go next!”

Anyway, I’ve never seen a girl who dislikes being told she’s ‘old.’

Jwisun excitedly pulled a waiting ticket.

Meanwhile, Oyoung-jun was changing his posture.

Initially, he presented himself with raised shoulders in an arrogant manner, but soon, he began to slightly bow his head toward me.

It felt like he was sitting before a highly reputed shaman.

From that point on, it was totally in my control.

Once a thread of ‘trust’ is established, the listener tends to fill in the gaps with their own thoughts.

“It seems you’ve had quite a few relationships. Oh? It appears your romantic partner was fairly famous? There are rumors tied to your fate.”

“Whoa!”

“These days, your stomach has been feeling heavy, and your digestion isn’t what it used to be, right?”

“No way, have you installed CCTV in my house? This is insane.”

CCTV? No way.

It’s typical for a 30-something to experience worse digestion than they did in their 20s.

However, gullible Oyoung-jun had completely lost his judgement and was totally immersed in what I was saying.

– LOL this is hilarious, but is it real? Or a scam? The acting is so realistic I can’t tell.

– Seoa, this feels amazing. Let’s debut as the first virtual fortune-telling business in the country and rake in the cash; I hear places catering to politicians or celebrities make millions.

– Young-jun initially seemed indifferent, now he’s kneeling and listening, it’s hilarious.

“Well, since we’ve almost run out of time, I think I’ll be…”

“Hey! Daeseoa, where are you going? Please enlighten this foolish soul. I want to know my romantic and financial luck more!”

“No, just keep progressing with the consultation content. I heard there’s someone waiting in front of you.”

The situation around me was completely in my favor.

A naive Oyoung-jun, entranced by my pseudo-fortune telling based on the knowledge of a returned person, and Jwisun clamoring that it was now her turn.

Seeing their passionate attitudes, I decided to leave a brief piece of advice.

“This year, it would be great for you to be a streamer who listens more to the opinions of fans and reduces stubbornness. Be especially cautious with your d*e-hard fans. That’s all!”

“Huh? No, rather, I want to know more about my romantic luck…”

Shaking off Oyoung-jun, who kept clinging to me, I stepped outside the building.

Current time: 1:30 AM.

Still, I managed to stretch my time at Akatsuki for over an hour.

“I had a great time!”

“No, please tell me more before you go!”

My next destination was waiting for me.