I Can See a VTuber’s Red Pills - Chapter 12
At first, I wondered if I had done something wrong.
Then, upon reflection, I realized the mistake was in my words themselves.
“Ah, no no! That’s absolutely not what I meant!”
“·········.”
I waved both hands in denial, but Jeong-yeon’s expression showed no sign of softening.
In a word, this situation was fucked. What kind of world is it these days?
A world where a man can get dragged to the police station just for looking at a woman. And in that world, I’d unintentionally said something bordering on sexual harassment.
“I swear! That’s not what I meant at all! It’s just that Busan is too far! I was thinking of Jeong-yeon! And my place has plenty of rooms… Really, really, that’s not it!”
“······Pfft.”
But as I kept desperately explaining, my flustered state must have gotten through, because Jeong-yeon’s expression gradually softened, and a deflating sound escaped her lips.
“That’s enough excuses. I get it now.”
“Whew… I’m really not the kind of guy who says that sort of thing to a woman I just met. Seriously.”
“Hmm… A woman you just met? Then what about women you’ve met multiple times…?”
“Ah, I said it’s not like that!”
“Hehehe!”
Jeong-yeon laughed as if amused, and I realized this, too, was her teasing.
Just moments ago in the café, she’d been completely tense. But after receiving the acceptance notice, the mood lightened, and now she was even joking around—had she grown comfortable with me?
Was this the real personality of the woman named Yoo Jeong-yeon?
“But… I do appreciate the thought. Still, no matter how you look at it, staying over at your place when we’ve just met is a bit much.”
“I understand. I just realized my mistake too.”
“Right? Hehe. I’ll be fine, so see you tomorrow!”
“Sure. Ah, if you have any questions, feel free to text or call. Just not in the middle of the night.”
“Okay! But isn’t that backwards? Shouldn’t the boss be the one asking the secretary things?”
“Uh… Is that how it is?”
“Pfft. What’s with that? Ah, I’d better go! If I’m any later, I might miss the next train!”
“Alright, just let me know before you come tomorrow. Wait, no—how about I give you three days to settle in?”
“It’s fine! See you tomorrow!”
I watched Jeong-yeon’s figure as she ran off, waving at me, before heading home.
Somehow… somehow, I felt something different.
Like my daily life was about to change a lot from now on.
The next day.
―H.J.Y.: The computer is so amazing!
―H.J.Y.: I can’t believe I’m really getting something like this for free…
―H.J.Y.: No matter how many times I say it, it won’t be enough, but…
―H.J.Y.: Thank you so, so much!
“Hehehe….”
Just woke up, and there was already a message from A-jeong.
It was the chat ID she’d given me the day I told her I’d send the computer.
Of course, that didn’t mean I had her address. I’d sent it to a proxy address, and A-jeong had separately given me her chat ID just in case there were any issues along the way.
Not that A-jeong and I were having private conversations. It was just me checking if she’d received it and her thanking me for it.
But A-jeong kept sending me messages like this every day after her streams, still expressing her gratitude.
Her kind and pure heart was incredibly endearing.
“Alright. Since there’s still some time before Jeong-yeon arrives….”
Time to get to work.
[ZZigZag Virtual YouTuber Gallery]
―A-jeong’s kinda cute lately lol
―A-jeong’s so hyped about her new computer lolol
―A-jeong hype moment.gif
―Ugh, the gallery’s flooded with A-jeong crap lately, it’s fucking annoying fr
―Jelnaga, you fucking bitch, get in here
―Looking for 99 people to kill Jelnaga
The community was as rowdy as ever.
A-jeong’s presence in the gallery had gradually grown until she’d practically become the “gallery queen,” so to speak.
Of course, that didn’t mean she’d surpassed me.
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Title: Jelnaga, you fucking bitch, get in here
(Rejection notice text.jpg)
You fucking bitch, we were good, weren’t we?
You smiled at me, listened to me seriously, told me to expect good news…
You…
Were you lying to me..?
- LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
- LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
- There’s actually someone who did this for real LOLOLOL
- Was this real? Damn, I should’ve done it too
- Wait, you actually saw JelnagaHam?
- What does Jelnaga look like? Face reveal? Pls boo3
ㄴ OP: Looks totally normal + looks super young, probably younger than me
ㄴ OP: But showed up in sweatpants and slippers
ㄴ OP: Pissed me off, but with some makeup, could be decent
ㄴ Fuck
ㄴ Die
ㄴ Kill
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Title: Looking for 99 people to kill Jelnaga
Jelnaga’s Identity
1. Rich. Stupid rich.
(Screenshot of another post’s comments.jpg)
2. Looks normal. Thought he’d be some old fuck based on how he talks, but nope.
(Rejection notice text 2.jpg)
3. The bitch rejected me too.
Looking for people to go kill this fucker.
- LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
- Another victim appears LOLOLOL
- Why kill JelnagaHam?
ㄴ OP: The fuck, you a Jelnaga stan too?
ㄴ Then you gonna pay for my burger, bitch?
ㄴ OP: Hmm…
- Dude’s life is just unfair
- So who did they even hire?
- So who got hired, damn it?
- No way an actual VTuber applied, right?
ㄴ As if LOLOL
ㄴ What kind of VTuber would apply there just to get insulted?
ㄴ But if a small-time streamer just ditched streaming and went there, wouldn’t that be a jackpot?
ㄴ You think 100M won a year is a joke? I’d sprint there too LOL
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The interest in me here was still strong. On a normal day, I might’ve stoked the flames a bit, but today, I didn’t have the time.
Jeong-yeon would be arriving soon. The housekeeper had come by this morning, but I still needed to check everything before someone visited.
I got up and meticulously inspected the living room first. Then the bathroom, then the empty dressing room.
Finally, I stepped into the room I’d prepared for Jeong-yeon.
“Hmm. Everything’s here.”
The computer and everything else Jeong-yeon would need for work had all been set up this morning.
I hadn’t thought it possible to arrange in a single day, but money made anything possible.
―Ding-dong.
Right on time, the doorbell rang. I headed to the intercom and saw Jeong-yeon on the screen, awkwardly looking around.
I opened the door, and before long, the front doorbell rang.
―Click.
“You’re here?”
“Ah, h-hello….”
“······? What’s wrong?”
“N-no, it’s nothing! C-can I come in…?”
Yes, come in.
I stepped aside to let her in. Jeong-yeon cautiously entered, then stood there blankly, taking in the interior.
“What’s up?”
“······Ah. S-sorry!”
Why was she acting like this? Just yesterday, before we parted, I thought the awkwardness had faded, but now it felt like we’d reset to square one.
“Water? Coffee?”
“······Ah, w-water’s fine!”
I casually guided her to the living room and brought her a glass of water.
She took it and gulped it down in one go.
“So. What’s with the sudden tension?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, why are you so nervous? The interview’s over—you’re acting more tense than during it.”
“·········.”
At my words, Jeong-yeon fidgeted.
After a moment of silence, the truth spilled out.
“I-it’s just… I didn’t realize yesterday, but… coming to a place like this for the first time… made me a little… nervous… Hahaha….”
“······Ah.”
“I got here fine, but then the security guard at the front gave me this terrifying look… The cars were all crazy shiny… And then I walked in, and this isn’t a house, it’s like a palace… Why is the ceiling so high…?”
I’d thought she was just uncomfortable entering a man’s house. But then again, if she’d never lived in a place like this, it made sense she’d feel overwhelmed.
“Relax. You’ll be coming here every day from now on.”
“······Yes.”
Only then did Jeong-yeon calm down a little.
We sat on the living room couch and began discussing work.
“You’ve got a lot of luggage?”
“Ah, yes! I figured taking the KTX back and forth every day wouldn’t work!”
“What about your place?”
“Actually… I’m really sorry to ask, but could I leave my things here for a bit…?”
I tilted my head at her hesitant request.
“Your things? Why?”
“Well… I didn’t think this through. I packed everything and came up, but… I don’t have a place to stay yet, so I was thinking of leaving my stuff here and staying at a jjimjilbang until I find a place….”
“·········.”
Was this the recklessness of a newbie in the workforce? I was at a loss for words at her half-baked plan.
“I-it might be a bit far, but… I’ve saved up enough to rent a place on the outskirts of Seoul! Yeah!”
Seeing me silently stare at her, Jeong-yeon hurriedly continued, as if feeling guilty.
I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.
“Honestly, I’d prefer if you just stayed here—it’d be easier for both of us—but I figured that’d make you uncomfortable.”
“T-that’s….”
“I get it. A man and woman who’ve only met twice living under the same roof would be awkward. So here’s the thing.”
“······Gulp.”
I spoke to Jeong-yeon, who was tense with anticipation.
“There are two more units downstairs. They’re under my name too, and they’re empty right now. Stay in one of those. No rent. I just don’t want to be inconvenienced if I need you and you’re not around.”
It was unlikely, but just in case, I’d bought the entire floor below to prevent noise complaints. And I’d mentioned it in the job posting—housing could be provided.
And so, Jeong-yeon—
“······I love you, boss!”
—declared her love for me.
“We’ve only met twice, and you’re already confessing…?”
“······That’s not what I meant!”
Of course, I hadn’t accepted it yet. But still.