Ch. 25 Being an Admin is Damn Hard

    Chapter 25 – Being an Admin is Damn Hard

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    When headquarters assigned me the position of monitoring streamers, I thought there was no job sweeter than this.

    Why?

    Wasn’t it obvious?

    Usually, I’d enter broadcasts of streamers I like and monitor them casually.

    When a report came in, I’d just watch the replay and take disciplinary action if needed. It was that simple.

    Until exactly four weeks ago, my job was the envy of others.

    That was when I encountered that crazy woman.

    Her breasts, H-cup? Maybe I-cup?

    With impressive assets that couldn’t be fully grasped with one hand, she had been the worst streamer who’d been scraping away at my mental health for the past four weeks.

    <Drawing erotic art with 10 tags that’s not quite erotic art> <Tentacle art commission for viewers who donated> <Abnormal sexual desires found in everyday life>

    Was it true that lewd-looking people could actually be normal, while ordinary and pretty people could be perverts?

    Since starting her broadcasts until now, she had drained my mental strength by drawing indescribably strange pictures.

    [Watch this, everyone. Here’s a clothespin, right? What happens if you use this clothespin to grab a sensitive part of your pants?]

    Sexual jokes were her default.

    [What do I think about furries, you ask? I only allow just the fluffy, mofu-mofu, soft and cozy tails, and the twitching, soft ears. Simply put, should I say I only allow 10% to 15% furry? Anything more furry than that is a mental illness, I think.]

    She also indiscriminately made bold statements as if respect for others’ preferences could go to hell.

    [I’ve made the viewers angry!!! I can control emotions!!!!!]

    She was a crazy woman who mistreated viewers whom other streamers would have cherished one by one.

    Of course, all the viewers watching her broadcast seemed like mental patients too.

    “Those crazy guys who say they want to put it in a pencil holder hole. Weirdos who want to enjoy happy time with a slipper. Psychopaths who say they would have inserted it if the outlet hole was just a bit bigger….”

    Normally, one of the viewers should act like a moralist, feel uncomfortable, and criticize her.

    But this channel, crushed under the abnormal sexual desires of the viewers and the streamer, didn’t have a single such viewer.

    No, perhaps they had fallen into being “abnormal perverts” after seeing the streamer’s vulgar drawing skills.

    I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain as if my eyes were rotting, while watching the broadcast of this abnormal pervert happening right in front of me.

    “Fucking bitch… A bitch who follows regulations too damn well… Just cross the line once, just once… Please….”

    The moment she crossed the line, an immediate ban would follow.

    Then I wouldn’t have to see her for a month.

    Get lost, you damn lewd demon.

    Stop polluting my brain with abnormal sexual desires and fall to hell.

    I prayed while holding the rosary on my wrist, but a bewitching voice reached my ears.

    [Let’s be honest, everyone has at least one abnormal sexual desire hidden in their heart, right?]

    “Aaagh!!! No way!!!!!”

    [What do you mean, no? You’re clearly an abnormal pervert. The very fact that you’re still watching my broadcast without leaving admits that you’re an abnormal pervert.]

    “I can turn it off… I can just turn it off! Do you think I can’t turn it off, you fucking bitch???”

    I spoke boldly, but in reality, I couldn’t turn it off.

    Because my job was to monitor her and ban her as quickly as possible.

    “Turn it off? Not turn it off? Turn it off? Not turn it off? Turning it off would prove I’m not an abnormal pervert, but it would be neglecting my duties… If I don’t turn it off….”

    Didn’t it mean I’d become an abnormal pervert.

    No.

    I merely liked Golden Sun intruding on yuri! NTR wasn’t an abnormal sexual desire!

    “It’s a normal sexual desire!!!”

    I shouted loud enough to shake the room, but her next words brought me a great shock.

    [You’re asking if NTR is a normal sexual desire? Are you crazy? There are things you can say and things you can’t. Pure love is the true normal sexual desire, you crazy bastards. Let me define what normal sexual desire is: a fox kemomimi being pinned down by her spouse and having 1:1 lovey-dovey pure love mating. That’s true pure love, got it? Disagreement equals pernament ban.]

    “T-T-That stupid bitch whose brain is soaked in lust, what did she just say? NTR isn’t a normal sexual desire? Even on Hi**mi tags, NTR proudly takes first place for both men and women! I can’t forgive you… I absolutely cannot forgive you for dismissing my normal sexual desire as abnormal!!!”

    I logged in with a different account, not my admin account, and immediately crushed her with a large donation.

    <NTRPureLoveIsNormalSexualDesire’s 100,000 won donation!>

    [Admit that NTR is a normal sexual desire right now, rookie. How is it not a normal sexual desire when it ranks first on Hi**mi tags for both men and women?]

    Even though I crushed her with almost 100,000 won, she refunded the full amount without hesitation.

    [NTR… I can’t recognize it as a normal sexual desire. Confinement pure love, rape pure love, yandere-style limb-amputation pure love, I’m tolerant of everything, but….]

    With a spine-chilling voice, she began to spout nonsense as if giving a speech.

    [I cannot, absolutely cannot, accept NTR! That’s a sin deserving divine punishment for both the heroine toyed with by Golden Sun’s extreme size club and the Golden Sun who tried to steal that heroine, you damn bastard!]

    Panting and grinding her teeth as if they would break, she continued her words.

    [I’ll beat up all Golden Suns who destroyed happily living pure love couples, and I’ll also beat up all those followers who praise Golden Sun, squinty-eyed middle-aged men, and ugly otakus with hypnosis apps, saying NTR is a normal sexual desire!!! That’s all I’ve been thinking from the beginning!!!]

    Saying this, she mercilessly permanently banned me.

    “Haha… Fucking bitch.”

    Seeing her refund 100,000 won, an amount that other streamers would’ve licked my feet for, just to make her bold statement, I let out a hollow laugh.

    “She’s thoroughly sincere about her preferences. I quite like this aspect of her.”

    I logged out of my main account and logged back into her broadcast with my admin ID.

    And without saying a word, I concentrated and waited for her to make a mistake, but with the sound of the door opening, a beautiful woman intruded into my room.

    “Hey, what broadcast are you watching so obsessively? Someone might think you’re a stalker.”

    “You’re here, senior? Haah…. So that’s how it looks to others. I haven’t slept for almost five days because of this woman. She’s truly vicious.”

    “What kind of broadcast is it? Adult content shouldn’t be allowed on Halo Streaming, right?”

    “That’s why I’m saying she’s incredibly good at walking the line, almost crossing our adult content regulations but not quite? There were signs when I banned her the second time, but after getting suspended, it’s as if she figured something out and doesn’t give us anything to catch her on.”

    “Let me see. What kind of fucked-up broadcast has completely shredded your mental state?”

    My senior, who joined in an instant, watched her broadcast and….

    “Di-disgusting…! W-what is this, fuck!!! What are you doing? Hurry up and ban her!”

    “But senior? How can you, a walking regulation encyclopedia, say that? This doesn’t violate the regulations. Last time, I gave her a one-month ban just because I was pissed, and I got disciplined for it.”

    “…Is she really determined to screw with us? No matter how I look at it, it seems like her only intention is to mess with us.”

    “But after observing her for five days, she follows the regulations too well to be trying to bring down the site, and her broadcast is so entertaining that she’s already secured a concrete layer of viewers.”

    “You’re not one of those concrete layer viewers, are you?”

    My senior’s gaze was cold and suspicious.

    I faced her gaze directly and shook my head.

    “Do you think I enjoy watching a broadcast of such an abnormal pervert?”

    “Yes, it seems to match your tastes quite well? NTR is an abnormal sexual desire, isn’t it?”

    “No, how is NTR an abnormal sexual desire? It’s the epitome of arousal! How arousing is it when another man’s woman is pinned under Golden Sun saying, ‘How was your relationship with XX? I can’t remember anything about him anymore~~!’?”

    “You’re saying it’s normal to steal someone else’s woman to satisfy your sexual desire? You… Don’t tell me you’re the type who thinks ‘If they’re happy? It’s pure love? Maybe???’”

    “In the end, the NTR genre is also about the happy pure love between Golden Sun and the heroine.”

    I looked at my senior with a sly smile, and in response, my senior….

    “…You’re a being who doesn’t deserve to live.”

    She pulled out a thick book from somewhere and smashed my head with it.

    Thwack!

    In my fading consciousness,

    My senior briefly looked at the screen I had been watching, then approached me with a surprised face and whispered:

    “Hey, I’ll take charge of that person from now on. You said you were having a hard time, right? Find someone else, I’ll watch her.”

    I nodded my head with difficulty at her words, and the last thing that entered my eyes was the scene of eight black, fluffy fox tails swaying behind my senior’s buttocks.

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