episode_0028

“I made money!”

“How much?”

“50,000 dollars!”

“??????????????????”

Everyone’s eyes widened and their gaze turned towards me.

“Then… you don’t have to worry about starving anymore…?”

A small drop of water flowed from Yu-Seop’s eyes. The sadness of having to close down his business and leave his home country to live in a place where he didn’t even speak the language burst out.

Looking at the uncertain future, I received the most certain recognition, ‘money’, to make ends meet. I also had a similar experience in the original world, so I understood that feeling.

Aside from that, it’s kind of funny that he looks like a dark character with crossed eyes and cries a lot.

But this time, no one made fun of it.

Because everyone understood that feeling.

Actually, I didn’t really think much about it because I was confident that I could succeed, but objectively speaking, we were in a very dangerous situation.

Our reality is that if the arcade industry were to falter for even a moment, we would end up homeless on the streets.

That’s why everyone sought refuge in programming and lived a life of coding slavery without complaining.

Oh, looking at it this way, I think it would be good to have a little bit of tension?

“Today! Meat party! Bring the barbecue machine from the warehouse!”

The space behind the garage has been officially promoted to [warehouse]. Is this a proper promotion?

Anyway, the fact is that our future is getting healthier.

“Oh my, it smells!”

“Is this… a mainland barbecue…?”

“Ah, this is called [Tomahawk]. The taste of tearing it is superb.”

“Umaiii!!!!”

“Lee Seo=Sang, where on earth did you get this stuff?”

Actually, I bought it with my own money because the investment money hasn’t come in yet.

Everyone’s spirits are up since we’ve had a drink together for a long time. Surprisingly, they even sell soju that’s a bit pricey.

“Actually, I was scammed.”

“Huh?”

“You told me to work as much as I was paid, but you didn’t even pay me! Passion pay for a month is gross negligence! I’m sorry!!!!!!!!”

“Isn’t this the agenda item for the meeting of the heads of the two companies?”

“Oh my gosh!! What a rude remark!”

A bright, yet dark, mysterious atmosphere…!

“Your salary will be paid as soon as the investment money comes in!”

“But honestly, I don’t think we need to receive it. We’re not going anywhere to play, and we’ll just be in the garage or going to the arcade sometimes anyway. Instead of splitting up the funds for no reason, let’s just keep it as a joint asset for now…”

“Oh my, that’s totally a hippie commune and communist cooperative farm-”

“Stooo!!!! If you say any more, the NIS will come on a plane and catch you!”

“Isn’t this a regular=top Kejime agenda item?”

“Aye! I’ll give you my right hand… Ah, I need this for semicolons. ”

“What kind of great coding slave spirit is this! Let’s just get through this one!”

“Thank you… thank you so much…!”

All day long, a garage outside Silicon Valley became a talk show venue.

Of course, everyone suffered from a hangover the next day.

***

Two months passed, and AdSense, which had proven its advertising effectiveness, was booming and KIN was raking in advertising money.

Digital Inside was on fire once again.

When is the day when it doesn’t burn? I don’t know either.

Anyway, what on earth happened? The reason was this.

[CEO Yoon, open the door!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[If the voting results aren’t announced quickly, WRC will be ruined!!!!!]

Worldwide Rhythm Contest, abbreviated as WRC or Wallicon. Actually, it is more commonly called Woldeomcon in Korean, but let’s move on for now.

Anyway, everyone was eagerly awaiting 8 PM, when the votes for this event were counted.

[Awwdon (Winning anyway means money care)]

[Would you like to listen to my own little composer’s song…?]

Even in Digital Inside, where countless human figures gathered, the Rhythm Game Gallery, which had not come down from the top spot in the Excitement Gallery for two months, was finally going crazy with people reaching their end.

Popular posts such as promoting songs you support, predicting election results, and public opinion tests were updated every second!

And finally 8 o’clock!

As expected, the server crashed.

It was restored exactly 30 minutes later.

It didn’t take that long thanks to Yoon Iseo, who had expected it to some extent, borrowing a bit of the AdSense server.

“Please release this song…! I think the pattern could come out really cool…!”

“God please let my song be in the top 3!!!”

The voting results were made public to the world.

“Huh? This is second place? Did someone manipulate it?”

There was a brief conspiracy theory about the rankings, but it quickly died down.

[No ranking manipulation (certification attached)]

Because the conspiracy theory was immediately refuted by the super-strong claim that all server logs were leaked.

By the way, this first WRC vote was considered a textbook for large-scale Internet voting for future generations due to its fairness and transparency. Unlike the Mo Parmat cereal.

Anyway, back to the main topic, there was a very minor controversy over the rankings, but it was limited to second and third place.

This was because everyone had a rough idea of who would win first place.

[“BlueWhite” by HAYAKU]

“Honestly, isn’t that foul play? Don’t you think so, Iseo?”

“Ahahaha…”

Naturally, this was a song released by Lee Seo under a pseudonym.

The League of Legends, who didn’t even know that, was trying to find out who HAYAKU was.

[So who is Hayaku]

[Hayaku is Japanese, so isn’t he a Japanese composer?]

[Hayaku => Japanese => “Tasuke” Isn’t it persuasive?]

[HAYAKU => Japanese Hayaku => Quickly Quickly => Korean => Yoon I-seo]

… Surprisingly, the correct answer was mixed in with the haphazardly put together ones, but no one except KIN’s members, or rather, staff, knew about it.

Yoon Eui-seo simply twisted the pseudonym of the composer who originally worked anonymously in the world.

“That was bad.”

“No, I didn’t know it would turn out this well when it wasn’t even that strong of a song.”

“What? You don’t give me strength? You and Eunji spent the whole day giving each other sweet feedback?”

It seemed like there was something a little different about what was making her angry, but of course, Yoo Ji-young didn’t realize it.

“No, it’s more important than you think. By creating a culture of anonymous song submissions, we can guess who the song is and even rescue unknown composers who are buried in the red?”

“That wasn’t what you were aiming for, was it?”

“… Since the prize money has been set, isn’t it a gain?”

“Devil. Get out there and die.”

“Pretty girl’s selling… Hehe….”

I didn’t accept the prize money with a shred of conscience. It didn’t really matter since I owned KIN anyway…

“So what do you do now?”

“First, we need to invite the people who will be the winners, pay out the prize money, and discuss making a BGA. As for Strikers, we can just hand it over since all we need to do is get the game console parts…”

“After that’s over, are you going to make another game?”

“Uh… I have something to do, so I’ll put the game on hold for a bit.”

“What is it?”

“It’s still in the planning stage, so it’s too early to say. We’ll talk about that later.”

I feel like making a new game has been put off for a long time, but it is still essential for our future, so once I get this far, from then on, I will definitely only make games…!

After that, we invited the winners.

“Oh, hello~”

“Oh, hello…”

Doncare, who came in second, was already famous. ho11ow, who came in third, was completely unknown.

“Then, BGA will send you an email later when the concept you mentioned is confirmed. So, does anyone have any additional questions?”

When the discussion was roughly over and questions were asked, both people raised their hands at the same time.

“That…Hayaku-sama didn’t come…?”

“Oh, I’ll take that.”

“… Yes?”

“This time, we’re going with a mystic concept, so you have to keep it a secret, right?”

“Ah. Yes, yes”

“Then, Mr. Doncare…”

“Ah, could I get some one-on-one tutoring, lady? I want to learn how to use fluxound.”

“That’s right. Listening to the song, it seems like you’re trying to shift to the house genre.”

“Perfect! Haha, you have a sharp eye.”

“Please don’t confess in the middle. I don’t have any plans to do that yet.”

“Oops. What a shame hahaha!”

After that, I held onto them both and gave them a Mecha Kucha lecture.

Of course, I only really gave her private lessons. I could feel her glancing at my chest every now and then, but I let it go because I would have done the same thing if I were her. I have no intention of filming AV or anything like that.

It was definitely fun to teach. Since I was teaching techniques to someone who knew a little bit about it rather than someone who didn’t know anything at all, I didn’t have to mess up like I did in high school.

***

“By the way, Seo, you’ve been eating only hamburgers lately, haven’t you gotten fat?”

Eunji hit me where it hurts. I only ate cheap 3 dollar hamburgers because I was worried I wouldn’t have enough money… But beating me up with facts is cowardly!

“I gained a little weight… Honestly, it’s strange that I didn’t gain weight when I see the patty and cheese on it.”

“Let’s go shopping for clothes together. Especially underwear!”

“… Do I really have to go?”

“The collar of my t-shirt is stretched out, my pants are worn out, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Why bother? Let’s go shopping tomorrow.”

“Oh, okay…”

Anyway, no matter how hard you try, Eunji will probably drag you out by force.

And the next day.

I came to a department store downtown with Eunji and Jeongah.

“Of course you weren’t just going to a nearby clothing store?”

“I have to buy it properly this time. Do you agree?”

“Ah…”

Something, something seems to be brewing.

“Do you think this will be okay?”

“I think you look better in cool tones. What do you think of this?”

“Whatever you wear will suit you?”

“Your body is really a fraud…”

“It’s over now…?”

“What are you talking about? I need to buy some underwear too.”

“Ah…”

I still wasn’t finished changing the doll’s clothes.

“Uh… It’s an H cup in size…”

“Gramae! Gramae!!!”

“Ouch! Ouch! Don’t hit me! No, what do you want me to do when I get bigger!”

“Traitor! I stopped at F!”

“No, Eunji, you’re big enough!”

Look below at Jeong-ah, empty-handed, stretching out her hand in front of the cliff. You’re a deceiver too, Eun-ji.

“Oh, ahem. First of all, there are only these in size H… So take a look and choose the one you like and try it on.”

There are only three brands. My poor life.

“They say it gets bigger on magic days…?”

“UnreasonableUnreasonableUnreasonable-”

Eun-ji and Jeong-ah are crouching together and muttering. This is driving me crazy.

“I’ll try this on first.”

I just bought a few decent items and my underwear shopping was over.

It was a day when everyone except me got hurt.

***

“So what do you do now?”

“I’m going to the bank.”

“Looking for investment funds?”

“Oh… that’s there too, but the other one is a bit bigger.”

“What is it?”

“Wouldn’t it be convenient if you could use the money in your bank account anytime, anywhere?”

The curtain has risen on the 1972nd season of the Internet upheaval!