23. Amazing Sora.

23. Amazing Sora.

 

 

 

 

 

 

After installing this and that with Seo-hyun and even adjusting the program settings, the streaming finally began.

 

 

Since there was only one platform and I didn’t know how to create sensational titles, I put up an extremely simple and clear title: ‘Yu Sora & Im Seo-hyun’.

 

 

 

“Ah. Is it working now?”

“Yes. It’s on.”

“Oh. So it looks like this here.”

 

Since I was using a dual monitor, the scene being broadcast was visible on one entire monitor.

 

“But are you going to do this consistently in the future?”

“Um… I’m going to try it as a hobby. Even if the number of subscribers or views doesn’t come out much… just as a pastime.”

“It’s good to start with that mindset.”

 

While the two women were chatting,

Viewers began to enter one after another.

 

Of course, there was a thumbnail attached to the streaming video, and since there was nothing particularly prepared or edited, only the faces of the two women were simply shown.

 

 

But that was actually the killing point.

 

 

There aren’t many people who don’t know Seo-hyun or Sora now.

Even if they didn’t know, there weren’t many men who could just pass by beauties like them.

 

 

 

 

The number of viewers who came in one by one soon exceeded 100…

 

 

-Huh. Is that really Sora??

-OMG. It’s Seo-hyun-nim.

-What is this…

 

 

Chats mixed with bewilderment and joy came up like crazy.

 

“Hello.”

 

Sora greeted briefly and introduced Seo-hyun as a one-day helper.

 

 

“Everyone knows her, right? She’s Im Seo-hyun-ssi, the person who actually runs our guild.”

“Hello.”

 

A greeting that was cold yet gentle.

Men’s hearts exploded, and the chat exploded too.

 

 

“Uh. Um. The chat is going up too fast.”

 

It hadn’t even been 10 minutes since the broadcast started, but the number of viewers had already exceeded a thousand.

The power of beauty is indeed great.

 

 

“Do you have any questions?”

Sora, who only had vague plans on how to run the broadcast when she turned it on, completely forgot what she had in mind and passed the baton to the viewers.

 

 

-Why are you suddenly broadcasting?

-How long will you do it for?

-Three sizes please!

-There’s a lot of talk about the murder last time, what do you think?

 

 

A huge amount of questions came up.

It wasn’t difficult to read them with my superhuman dynamic visual acuity, but I didn’t know what to answer, so I was flustered.

 

 

“Just as a hobby… I don’t know how long I’ll do it for. I might only do it today. Three sizes… what are you going to do with them?”

 

After reading and answering the questions that came up one by one for about 10 minutes.

Now the number of viewers has exceeded 5,000.

At this point, it’s a super rookie. Sora and Seo-hyun were both slightly dazed because they didn’t expect such an explosive reaction.

 

“This is something. They know what’s pretty….”

 

 

With 5,000 viewers for a broadcast with no content… just turned on as a test, it’s just because of the face no matter how you look at it.

Sora, who had been unknowingly ignored, smiled contentedly and began to pick up the atmosphere.

 

 

“No, you know, they subtly ignore my face? Everyone, am I not pretty?”

 

Of course, chats came up like crazy saying what are you talking about, and Sora felt joy.

Ah.

That’s why everyone does broadcasts.

 

 

I gradually felt better.

 

 

 

 

But if there are good things, there are also bad things.

As much as I secured a huge number of viewers purely with my face, there were also those who didn’t like it.

 

 

Representatively, ‘that gender’.

 

 

Megal was already smashed, but femi-moosaes are everywhere.

Even if the site disappeared, they survive like cockroaches and parasitize somewhere.

 

 

Those people stomped around and marked Sora’s coordinates.

 

 

-There’s a hyungja year here.

-Sora and Seo-hyun? These are representative hyungja years who spread their legs under a Han-nam!

-Really? I didn’t know that. I really don’t like them acting up just because they believe in their faces ㅠ It seems like they’re lowering the value of women, so I don’t like seeing it.

-Sex commodification is crazy;; They’re not even that pretty and they don’t do anything, but they flock to them… Anyway, you know the level of the namjeos, right?

 

 

They bravely went towards the marked coordinates.

They invaded the ‘Yu Sora & Im Seo-hyun’ room, which was about to reach 10,000 people.

 

 

 

 

 

“Huh?”

Sora soon noticed the sign.

Among the chats that were coming up, the frequency of malicious comments was gradually increasing, and some of them were just unbearable.

 

 

 

 

-You’re doing whore짓 under a namjeo, and now you’ve become a byeolchangnyeon~ The reason why Korea’s women’s rights are not improving is because of people like you~ Please reflect.

-What’s so pretty about this…ㅋㅋ Looking at her face, it’s obvious that she’s had Gangnam plastic surgery, and her body is wearing a corset tightly. Pathetic, pathetic.

-That’s why feminism should be a mandatory course. There are more and more ignorant women who don’t even know what they’re doing, sigh.

-Do you like spreading your legs to Han-nams? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-You’re a really disgusting year.

 

 

Every single word was unrefined and vulgar.

The good mood plummets in an instant.

 

 

“What are these things.”

“They must have come from that side.”

“That side?”

“Yes. Megal… or Womad since that place went bankrupt?”

“Ah, I see.”

 

Understood.

Sora nodded.

If it’s something those kinds of people say, there’s no need to keep it in mind.

 

-Why are you nodding your head like you know something? ㅋㅋㅋ

-Funny.

-Why don’t you just become a prostitute at this opportunity? Let’s go to Japan and film porn. Let’s go!

 

Malicious comments continued to be posted, and chats defending Sora and Seo-hyun by cursing at them were posted one after another, completely turning the chat window into a mess.

 

 

Unfortunately, neither Sora nor Seo-hyun knew how to effectively control this situation.

They just watched, wondering what to do.

 

 

 

 

But Sora and Seo-hyun were not docile women to just watch.

 

“Hey. Feminists. Don’t come here and act up, go away. Why are you making a fuss here? What did I do?”

 

Sora opened the attack first.

Then, of course, they went crazy.

Those who had been measuring the angles so far all pounded on the keyboard, and the chat window, which was already a mess, was now filled with sexual harassment and swearing.

 

 

“Sex commodification my ass. Humans are all commodities originally. Didn’t you know? You getting paid for your part-time job is the commodification of labor, so is that a problem too? What’s so special about sex that you’re making such a fuss?”

 

Her words were literally a trigger.

The Kungkwaings rushed in.

 

 

But Sora only sneered.

 

 

“Hey. Why are you guys getting angry? You have zero commodity value, so you can’t be victims of sex commodification. Don’t worry. You’re not even trophies, so why are you drinking kimchi soup?”

 

Of course, the Kungkwaings are screaming.

 

 

-Wow. Did you just hear that? I’m throwing up.

-Sex commodification is not the problem lol Where did this empty-headed year come from lol

-The problem is not the commodity value, but the fact that you become a commodity! How can you say anything without even grasping this essence?

-As expected, namjeos unilaterally consume women in a tilted playground… and a hyungja year who has been tainted by that Han-nam. There’s really no value in talking.

-Unni^^ I think you’re saying that because you think you’re pretty…ㅎㅎ You’re really ugly. Just looking at your face makes me want to throw up…ㅋㅋ

-A year with only big breasts thinks she’s pretty. She must have put something in her breasts too ㅋㅋㅋ And she’s defending sex commodification like crazy.

 

The broadcast gradually turned into a debate.

The broadcast where I read and answered questions was nowhere to be found, and I became a fighter and fought back and forth.

 

 

“What? Anti-feminist? A dog passing by would laugh. Do you call someone who hates poop anti-poop? There’s no value in attaching that word. And you say I’m not pretty? Please look in the mirror before you say that.”

 

“You say I’m wearing a corset? Have you ever worn a corset? What do you know about corsets? Do you know what the most unreasonable and serious corset in Korea is? It’s the military, you stupid year.”

 

 

“You have big breasts, so what did you contribute? And implants? Don’t talk about yourself. If you’re really curious, come to my house. I’ll show you. I didn’t get plastic surgery and I don’t wear makeup. But I’m still prettier than you, so don’t be jealous and make a fuss, and decorate yourself during that time.”

 

“These guys have really serious delusions. Hey. If there’s anyone prettier than me among the feminists, bring them. Verify it and send a picture. If they’re really prettier than me, I’ll apologize while bowing. Pretty and well-bodied women don’t waste time like you. They go out and play or meet men and have fun during that time. You guys can’t do that, so you’re making a fuss. You’re filled with inferiority.”

 

“What? An average of 6.9cm?? Wow… you guys really haven’t met men… poor things. If you guys had ever met a man and had sex, you wouldn’t be able to say that… Seo-hyun-ssi, how many centimeters was he?”

“He’s definitely over 20cm.”

“Oh. That’s right. Don’t worry. Okay?”

 

“Tilted playground? Lose weight, you year. How much did you gain that the playground is tilted? Do you know why you’re discriminated against and avoided by people? It’s because you’re fat. You eat so much and can’t manage yourself, so why are you acting like it’s our problem? Please lose weight.”