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by adminDamn it. I don’t understand why this happened.
It wasn’t because the broadcast became so famous or that Jiwon’s face was revealed.
But to think our house was exposed so easily like this.
It seemed like YouTubers or streamers would know why they use a green screen.
I never thought I would learn this in such a way.
After much contemplation, I approached Jiwon right away.
Jiwon, still half asleep, rubbed his eyes and asked me what was going on.
“Hey, we’re screwed.”
“Huh? Huh, am I screwed?”
“No, not that, damn it!”
When I showed Jiwon the text message I received, he looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“What… What is this?”
Of course, even Jiwon seemed perplexed.
If an incident like this occurs… It’s natural to be bewildered.
For now, setting aside my own situation with Jiwon, I needed to figure out what to do immediately…
“I’ve become so damn famous?!!!!!!!”
Should I say it’s absurd?
Or should I just call him stupid?
Does he lack a sense of crisis? We might be in big trouble if we don’t handle this well now, but he started boasting about how famous he had become.
Shouldn’t I just give him a punch to knock some sense into him? I even had that thought.
“Haha~ I told you! Success through broadcasting!”
“As expected, was the secret in the boobs?”
Saying that, he held his chest tightly, looking at Jiwon as if he had achieved something remarkable.
Argh–!
I started hitting my head in frustration.
Jiwon asked why I hit him and looked at me.
“You deserved it, that’s why I hit you.”
Saying that, I didn’t know how to handle this situation.
Well, maybe there’s already an answer. Is there anything to hide?
As long as these people don’t spread rumors later… it shouldn’t be a big issue.
Since it’s not a big deal, I just need to handle it well for now.
“…. Order a green screen right away.”
Another rule was added to Jiwon’s broadcasts.
From now on, when doing cam broadcasts, we had to use a green screen.
That way, maybe we could conceal our house.
**
It had been a month since Jiwon started broadcasting.
Seeing that he was making some income and enjoying himself, I thought it wasn’t all bad.
The biggest problem, however, was that whenever Jiwon broadcasted, I had to be as quiet as a mouse.
Someone might come up in one of the broadcasts.
But now, the real issue was whether to let him continue those broadcasts.
Letting him continue like that didn’t seem like a good idea.
Even if I wanted to stop him, it wasn’t something I could do since he was enjoying it.
Thinking like that, I stared at Jiwon for a while, pondering what to do.
While watching Jiwon’s broadcast, I heard a sudden exclamation.
Along with the exclamation, Jiwon stood up from his seat.
What’s happening again?
Did he just make a fake exclamation? I wondered.
Quietly standing up from the chair, he began to take off his clothes.
“Oh oh oh…!!! Insane!!”
Standing up, I rushed to Jiwon’s room.
“The broadcast is on!”
A typical broadcasting mishap we often hear about had occurred.
Hurriedly running to Jiwon, I spoke, and he, flustered, quickly checked his computer.
“Oh, it’s true.”
He hurriedly made another closing remark and started shutting down the broadcast.
As the situation calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief and promptly turned off the computer.
Turning off the computer, I looked at Jiwon and spoke.
“Let’s… have a serious talk.”
**
“Do you have to stop broadcasting?”
– Toowong
“Why?”
Confused by my words, Jiwon looked at me with a puzzled expression as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Well… Look at yourself now. Your broadcasting is making me a little uncomfortable.”
“Let’s talk about it,” Jiwon looked at me and said, “Really?”
I nodded quietly in response.
“Well then… sorry… but this is really profitable! It’s also a lot of fun…”
I understand too.
Even without seeing it, you can tell.
Jiwon looked genuinely happy on the screen.
Because she seemed so pleased…
Thankfully, I could understand everything…
No matter what, I thought this wasn’t right.
I asked Jiwon not to do it again because I was worried about what might happen if such an incident occurred once more.
This time, I could contain it since I was at home.
But there’s no guarantee that a similar situation won’t arise in the future.
That’s why I made the request to Jiwon not to do it.
If something goes wrong with Jiwon because of this incident…
I’m really… anxious, going crazy.
Looking at Jiwon, who had lowered her head and wore a gloomy expression, I apologized, “Sorry… I was just… too anxious.”
First things first, apologize.
No matter how anxious I was, speaking too forcefully was not right.
I apologized properly to Jiwon, looked at her, and she reassured me, touching my cheek gently.
“It’s okay. I know you’ll worry about what happened today.”
“But… Jihoo, I find this so enjoyable. I want to continue because it’s fun… Can’t I?”
In response to Jiwon’s words, this time I just nodded.
This isn’t right.
What I wanted to say wasn’t this. Unintentionally, I kept scolding Jiwon.
It was as if I told her not to do broadcasting at all.
That wasn’t my intention.
Approaching Jiwon, I apologized, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay… I’m the one who should be sorry.”
I strangely felt sorry towards Jiwon.
“Originally, I’m just a parasite living here, I should follow your choices.”
“If you don’t like Jihoo, I won’t do it.”
Listening to Jiwon saying that, I couldn’t help but feel sorry.
Sorry… because of me… it feels like Jiwon has lost something she likes…
I couldn’t shake off the feeling of being sorry.
After the incident, Jiwon really stopped doing the broadcast.
Whether she completely stopped or just shortened it, I don’t know.
At least within the limits that aren’t burdensome for me, she said she would continue.
When Jiwon was in the room, it was really quiet, which made me anxious.
Is everything really okay like this? I wondered while lying on the bed for a long time.
“Phew… it’s over~”
Jiwon came into my room and said, “What are you doing?” She occasionally visited.
She used to come often anyway, but now she doesn’t come as much.
“I had a tough day today~”
Jiwon came in, lay down on my bed, and said she had a tough day.
Seeing her like that, I stroked her head, and she smiled.
“I’m hungry!”
Contrary to her joyful face, Jiwon shouted that she was hungry.
“Sure, go ahead.”
I got up and headed towards the fridge.
The fridge was so empty that one could think this place was Antarctica.
I thought I had stocked the fridge, but apparently, I hadn’t done anything.
Thinking that way, I told Jiwon to become the errand girl and suggested we go to the store together.
“Do we both need to go? I’ll just get something simple for myself.”
Saying that, Jiwon mentioned she would go to the store alone.
I wasn’t particularly hungry, and even if I went, Jiwon would only get something simple for me.
“Still, it’s a bit late…”
Thinking about 8 p.m., it was not just a bit late but quite late.
I said I’d go with her, but since we were going to a nearby place anyway, I told her not to bother following me and let Jiwon go alone in the end.
I wonder if it’s okay. I worried for no reason.
Deciding that I might be worrying too much about just going to the mart, which was a mere 5-minute walk away from home, I let the thought go for now.
**
After getting some pocket money from Jihoo, I headed towards the mart.
As I walked to the mart with the intention of simply buying a cup ramen or maybe some frozen dumplings and heading back, one thought lingered in my mind.
Could I continue broadcasting?
Broadcasting is so much fun.
I keep thinking about wanting to continue broadcasting, but it seems like Jihoo doesn’t share that sentiment.
It was my fault for not hitting the broadcast button, but because of that unease… If he tells me not to broadcast…
Or is it something else? When I think about it, I’m broadcasting from Jihoo’s house.
I thought I should listen to Jihoo’s words.
But before I could hear Jihoo’s words, the broadcast itself was too enjoyable.
It was so enjoyable that I thought I couldn’t stop.
With that in mind, I arrived at the mart, bought frozen dumplings and cup ramen, and headed back.
Haha, today, I bought jjampong and gonghwachun to enjoy.
And I also bought a Big Farm.
This should be enough for even my ex-girlfriend who left me to come running back with her mouth wide open, I thought as I made my way back home.
“Um.. Excuse me, I have something to ask.”
A male voice rang out, and when I looked ahead, I saw a man in running shorts looking at me, about to ask me something.
What on earth? I thought, approaching him, only to catch a whiff of alcohol.
‘He’s holding a bottle of soju in one hand.’
Feeling uneasy, I didn’t get any closer.
However, the man approached me and spoke in a low voice.
His voice was so low that I couldn’t hear well, but I caught this much.
“You… Do you do broadcasts?”
Damn…?
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