episode_0026

Today, I declared the end of the broadcast quite quickly.

The first reason was that my mental strength was drained from debating with a crazy person shouting NTR and trying to maintain my composure while watching YouTube Kids to keep an eye on things.

Dealing with one person was relatively manageable, but the second reason…

[Wow… look at that horse character’s expression… so lewd… and the tail looks perfect for grabbing and… well, you know…]

– Malbaki, you crazy bastardㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

– That’s… truly insane… just by looking at how much money they have, you can tell what kind of person they are…

– But they seem to be enjoying themselves subtly, right? Is this really meant for kids to watch? It seems like it’s actually quite lewd ㅋㅋㅋ

– Listening to their voice, I feel the same way… disgusting… really looks like it…

– I need to step out of the room for a moment, this is seriously gross no matter how you look at it, damn it

– Stop it, you crazy bitches;;

Yes, my viewers with enough money to raise suspicion.

Among them, some crazy individuals who enjoy fetishes watched a video meant for children and revealed their sexual desires.

Out of the 100 loyal viewers who had been chatting happily, 10 couldn’t bear the disgust and left, leading me to think that I shouldn’t continue the broadcast, hence the early end.

“Damn, seriously.”

I couldn’t help but exclaim at the penguin, saying that it could definitely shoot a gun with its beak.

And when the ferret appeared, I mentioned that it must be able to go deep into narrow places.

If a giraffe were a bit smaller, I said it could probably do deep-throating.

I relayed this exact message to my friend, unable to defeat the ‘real furry’ fans.

[What? You’re shocked just because of that? That’s soft enough, isn’t it? Besides, all the viewers seem to know their stuff, pointing out the animal’s attractive points like that.]

“You really should consider getting some mental counseling.”

[The mental health results came back normal, don’t worry. Doing this every day is like counseling.]

My bald friend confidently replied.

If I kept calling him, I felt like my sanity would truly go to Andromeda, so I hung up and started sorting through my emails, and then…

“Damn it.”

I received countless requests for handshakes, no, countless requests for advertisements.

From adult toy companies and lingerie companies.

– We are very interested in your three sizes!

– We know you’re against it! But subtly exposing…!

– If you accept, we’ll give you anything! Briefs? Lace? Or thongs?

– You said you’re single, right? We know what’s appropriate! Try it out and give us a review on the broadcast…!

– Please contact us… Your contact is urgently needed!!!

I feel like I’m losing my mind.

Why do I have to wear the underwear they suggest and broadcast it?

This isn’t a female cam show, it’s an art broadcast, damn it.

What? Briefs? Lace? Thongs? Why are you interested in my three sizes?

I don’t even know my three sizes, damn it. I just wear what that furry friend brings.

Only my chest is visible on camera.

The problem isn’t that, why are they advertising women’s clothing and adult products when the viewers are predominantly male?

Just go find a decent female cam on another streaming site, damn it.

I sighed heavily at the reality I was facing and complained to the Fox God.

“…Why the hell is there not a single normal person around me?!”

– Well, first of all, you’re not normal either, right?

“Don’t be ridiculous! I’m a normal person! If it weren’t for you, Nine-tailed Fox, turning me into a female Gumiho and increasing my sexual desire, I would have been perfectly normal!”

“Who was it that had ‘Happy Time’ three times a day even before we met? I’m really curious.”

“That’s just the average for men!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re not the center of the world. I’ve had experiences with men directly, so where are you spouting such nonsense from?”

“I always say, a fox can change its fur, right? So I can talk nonsense, can’t I, so boldly.”

“I’ll make sure to pay back those words someday.”

The Nine-tailed Fox disappeared with a growl.

Confirming her disappearance, I rejected all spam emails and off-putting advertising offers before starting to read the remaining emails.

“Let’s see, one is from Halo Streaming, and the other is a liquor advertisement.”

The last remaining advertisement.

Using animal instincts to filter out, and then using rational judgment to select the final advertisement.

Confirming that the ad was from a sake company, I replied with ‘interested’ to the rather normal offer, and finally opened the email from Halo Streaming.

“Sorry, Streamer. We apologize for the administrator’s mistake? Oh, are you referring to the false ban from last time?”

There was such an incident in the past week.

I received a ban for drawing slightly risque art while taking commissions, but I didn’t cross any lines.

I thought I had settled it with a message on the streaming site, but apparently, I sent a separate email.

Was it an attempt to offer some kind of compensation?

Scrolling down with some anticipation, unfortunately, there was only despair waiting there.

“An employee… is coming to see me? Why? I didn’t do anything separately, did I?”

I did get into two accidents.

But I already received a one-day suspension and a one-week suspension, right?

So why would they come to see me?

“For now, let’s try rejecting it. Ask for the reason and try to stall for time. If I get caught now, it’ll be a trip to the lab.”

As I closed the email window after saying that.

Ding dong ~ Ding dong ~

I heard the doorbell. And it was a sound that signaled danger with animal instincts.

“Are you there?”

“No? But I swear I heard a human voice?”

“Could you come out for a moment? It’ll only take a second. I’m from Halo.”

“I won’t give up. If you don’t come out, I’ll wait in front until I hear a sound. Come out quickly!”

“Before my patience runs out.”

At first, I thought about opening the door to the sweet voice, but in the end, the chilling voice made me text my friend first.

“Is it dangerous? Or is it strange?”

“The former, quickly, urgent. Some crazy woman is trying to kill me outside the front door.”

I gently pressed the keypad to send the text, but now I could hear the sound of the front door being scratched with my fingernails.

Kakak.

Kakakakakakak!!!

“Did you just touch your smartphone?”

“Look, you’re inside, right? You can’t fool animal ears, Miss Fox.”

“Open the door quickly, I have something to say.”

Wait, didn’t she just call me Miss Fox?

Does that mean the person who sent this email knows my true identity?

“My identity.”

“Black Tail Clan, 871 years old. Your name is Hari, right? I’ve told you everything, so if you don’t open up… you know what will happen, right?”

“Just wait a little longer, or maybe 10 minutes. I’m not mentally prepared yet.”

“Well, I’ll be generous and wait. But if you’re stalling for time to escape.”

With her nails scraping the door straight, she looked at me with a fierce yet sweet black gaze.

“You might end up in big trouble, you know?”

In response to her words, I sent another message to my friend on KakaoTalk.

“Geez, then it doesn’t seem like a dangerous situation. How terrible must your speaking skills be for the other person to wait for that?”

“Talking seems really dangerous though?”

“It’s just a concept. There’s not much to it in reality.”

“Still, I’ll come as quickly as possible, so don’t worry too much.”

“Oh, and don’t contact me. I almost crashed into a tree just now. Damn it.”

Seems like he almost crashed into a tree, that idiot.

I clicked my tongue once and looked at the black fox of the Silver Eyes through the small hole in the door.

My shaman friend had definitely guaranteed safety.

But why was my animal instinct sending warning signals?

For now, the threat of being killed is not there. When I experienced that from my friend before, it was truly a dreadful feeling.

This feeling… the tingling sensation in my lower abdomen and chest…

I definitely felt this before… When did I feel it?

I can’t remember.

I’ve seen something extraordinary and felt a similar sensation, that’s all.

Lost in thought about what to do next, 10 minutes seemed to have passed as the black fox rang the doorbell once again.

“It’s been 10 minutes, will you open the door now?”