Chapter 66 : NEW BOOK (no more XX BOK)

Going to school was painful because there was no one to welcome her.

But when Bang Ha-yul stepped over the threshold of the classroom front door this morning, a different reaction than before came back.

“Hey! She’s here!”

“Ooooooooo.”

Ten male students, minus the four who hadn’t arrived yet and the two model students who were already studying, all flocked to Bang Ha-yul.

The female students just stared at the scene from afar without moving.

“What are you, anyway? Have you known Mangnani for a long time?”

“Wow, how could you not say a word? Aren’t we classmates?”

“So, what does Mangnani actually look like? Did you see under the sunglasses?”

Yesterday’s broadcast had an average of over 15,000 viewers, and momentarily even reached 20,000.

Probably 99 percent of them were men, especially the young or young men who liked the broadcast.

Even if there weren’t that many people who watched the live broadcast, the news that YurigoBangHayul had appeared there spread so widely that there wasn’t a single male student in Yurigo who didn’t know.

If it had been the usual Bang Ha-yul, she would have been afraid of the boys and refused to answer and ran away.

The fear ingrained in her head was so great that it wouldn’t be strange for her to panic and scream if she were surrounded by so many men.

But she gained a little confidence from yesterday’s incident.

Compared to ‘that man’ who was almost like a brown bear, aren’t these just little kids who aren’t that big? It can’t help but look that way since it’s almost the difference in physique between an adult and a child.

Also, there were the advice that Yu-jin-ah had given her.

‘Hey, hitting and fighting is only up to middle school.

There aren’t many idiots who fight even in high school.

Especially if a high schooler hits a girl, that f*cker will become a loser first?’

‘That doesn’t mean you should follow them around blindly? Don’t be alone with them. And never accept alcohol if they offer it.’

An ahjumma who is 11 years older, is the era she experienced still valid in this era?

Whether it’s telling her to be careful or not, the common advice to do well is actually not very valuable as advice.

However, after ‘that incident’ yesterday, the thought that men might be more cute creatures than she thought was taking root in Bang Ha-yul’s head.

The trauma was being overcome by a positive experience.

You’ve broadcasted with 5,000 people, so you know it well, right? People aren’t that special.

There’s no need to suffer.

I remembered hearing that too.

“Should I tell you or not.”

The broadcaster Mangnani never does everything the viewers ask for.

By keeping a certain distance, she clearly lets them know that the broadcast is hers, not the viewers’.

Real-life human relationships aren’t broadcasts, but it felt like a trick that could be applied to some extent in reality.

“Here, tribute! Take this and tell us some stories!”

A male student suddenly held out a worm-shaped jelly.

The thought of trying to buy her off with food was so simple that it felt a little cute.

Bang Ha-yul smiled and replied.

“Would I have done a collab if we weren’t close? Of course we’re close.”

“Ooooooooo.”

The boys were enthusiastic about her relaxed smile.

At the same time, some thought.

It’s so fun that I can communicate so well with such a pretty girl?

It’s not about cosmetics or drama idols!

The story continues.

The scene was like an idol fan meeting, or a cult meeting waiting for the words of the cult leader.

“Where did you meet? How did you become friends?”

“Can you introduce me too! I’m a huge fan! I subscribed as soon as there were less than 1,000 subscribers on ThatTube!”

“That’s difficult. She’s a very busy person, and she’s mysterious, right?”

She didn’t make empty promises to introduce her if they became friends.

She had caused a lot of trouble from the first meeting, but Bang Ha-yul herself thought she couldn’t do that anymore.

No matter what the process, Yu-jin-ah was her benefactor, right?

“How did you become friends with such a person? Wow.”

“Bang Ha-yul! Bang Ha-yul! Bang Ha-yul!”

“So, what does she look like under the sunglasses and mask?”

So it would be difficult to tell them in detail about her unrevealed face.

But wouldn’t it be okay to just confirm that the stories Yu-jin-ah herself had told were true?

“Hmm, um, eu-hem.”

Bang Ha-yul pondered.

“Take this and tell us some hot stories!”

As she started to test the waters, another male student handed over a large bag of snacks this time.

‘Is food the only concept of transaction these guys have?’

Well, it would be strange to give money, so wouldn’t this be a reasonable donation?

The fact that it’s so trivial is cute.

Well, how much money would students have?

“Hey, how much did she earn yesterday? Is that enough with snacks?”

A male student who had already become a devotee of Bang Ha-yul pointed out the male student who gave the snacks and listened.

Yesterday’s broadcast had as many as 5,000 viewers.

There’s no way there wouldn’t be people who wanted to get attention by donating money.

The minimum donation amount for Mangnani’s room was 5,000 won, but Bang Ha-yul’s broadcast allowed a 1,000 won punch, which is what ordinary streamers set as the minimum amount, so you could donate 5 times more often with the same amount of money.

Thanks to that, Bang Ha-yul fell into a swamp of eternity where donations never ended, and Mangnani herself came to the room, controlled the voice function, and told her not to react because it didn’t stop.

That’s how she earned over a million won yesterday.

It was an almost impossible miracle for a complete beginner broadcaster.

“So how much did you earn?”

“Hyunjun always brags about earning 100,000 won from broadcasting, but now that Bang Ha-yul is here, he can’t even open his mouth?”

It’s just money she received from her viewers by borrowing Mangnani’s name value.

But for the young students, earning money even in that way was seen as something very surprising and amazing.

Even though she was a newbie streamer who hadn’t even broadcast for a few hours, the fact that she earned a lot of money made her feel like a pro.

Mangnani would have really grabbed her belly and burst out laughing if she had seen it.

“That’s a secret, but I’ll just tell you that it was three digits.”

“Wow! Over a million won? Crazy, crazy!”

“I’m jealous!”

There was a sound of female students clicking their tongues from the female student side at Bang Ha-yul’s Flex.

But so what.

It’s already split anyway, what’s going to happen if they hate her a little more?

Do I really have to be friends with the girls? There are other classes, or I could just be friends with the boys? They’re crazy about pretty girls who are good at games.

They’re easier to handle than monkeys.

Mangnani couldn’t give advice on friendship between girls, so she just recited something too obvious that wasn’t even advice.

But that gave Bang Ha-yul an opportunity to cut off her lingering feelings.

Why should she go out of her way to please people she doesn’t like and beg them to be friends? Can’t she just be friends with other people? She realized that obvious fact anew.

“Mangnani’s eyes are really red. It’s not colored lenses, it’s really natural.”

“Wow, how can that be? Is she a mixed race?”

She attracted the children’s attention by only choosing stories that Yu-jin-ah had publicly said on the broadcast, things that she was definitely allowed to say.

The skill of subtly turning the topic around because she was afraid that the talk about money would become too overheated was a considerable sense that she had mastered in just one day.

She had been traumatized by being beaten properly by a man when she was young, and was being secretly ostracized by being marked by the leaders of the girls.

She herself is a very bold and skillful human being.

Now those suppressors were being released one by one.

Today is a day off.

It was a day off from the gym too, so I was rolling around on the bed all day long.

While doing so, I think.

Yesterday’s newbie raising was a bit fun.

My number of viewers had already become so high that there were no more viewer groups to absorb, and my growth had noticeably slowed down.

I’m a little afraid that there are 15,000  subs in Korea who can handle my broadcast, or even more if you consider the people who don’t fit the time zone.

Anyway, I’ve grown that much. It’s not wrong to think that the people who still don’t watch my broadcast are people who have no reason to watch my broadcast in the future.

Either they’re uncomfortable with me shaking my breasts, or they hate me making , or they can’t watch because I’m bad at League of Legends, anyway, they’re people who won’t be with me unless I suddenly change.

Of course, the growth of the streamer called me is not completely over.

ThatTube is still growing very well.

But when I broadcast, I can only see the number of Switch viewers.

So, in the midst of being quite stuck in a rut, I was very excited to have a disciple.

‘How far can that kid go?’

Interest is like a drug.

It’s not a joke, it might really be too similar to drugs.

It makes you forget almost all the pain at that moment, it’s addictive, and it feels so good.

Conversely, if you don’t get the attention you used to get, you may experience withdrawal symptoms, just like quitting drugs.

‘I hope this drug saves that kid.’

I hope that yesterday’s experiences will fix the human being called Bang Ha-yul for the better.

I hope she doesn’t hate and resent the world anymore.

I’m willing to put in as much effort as it takes for that.

As a broadcast senior, as a mental patient senior, taking care of the cute newbie high school girl-chan is something I can’t resist.

I can’t resist newdeulbak.

The jjuzi to pak is gone now.

Anyway.

‘I think I know very well how So-eun felt when she picked me up.’

Was I also someone who looked like I was going to die if left alone, I reflected on myself like that.

Ding-dong, the bell rang, and when I looked at the intercom, a guest had come all the way to the front door.

Outsiders can’t move the elevator because they need a card key, so it naturally meant that it was someone from the same apartment.

Why explain it at length, it was naturally the cute newbie high school girl-chan.

“Jin-ah.”

That sh*t won’t say “Unnie” until the end.

Well, it’s a bit strange to want to hear “Unnie” in my situation.

I’ve gotten a little better because I’ve heard it so many times, but the first time I heard it, I was horrified every time I was called that.

In comparison, just being called by my first name, being called that by a high school girl makes me feel like I’ve become friends, and I feel younger, and I don’t feel bad about the feeling of being rejuvenated.

Kkul-kkul.

I opened the door and let her in, I had only barely washed my face, but I didn’t care.

We’re both girls, so what does it matter?

“Why did you come?”

“I have something to say.”

What is she trying to say? I stared intently at Ha-yul’s face.

“Tha, tha, tha・・・・・・.”

Tha? Thanos? ThankYou?

“Want to go eat meat? I’ll buy it for you.”

“No, you idiot. Can’t you say thank you properly?”

She’s too much of a textbook tsundere character……………

Did she read and learn from a tsundere textbook somewhere?

“Ugh, thank you!”

When I told her that I already knew what she was trying to say, she was barely able to express her gratitude.

Well done, newbie-chan.

“What’s a newbie high school girl going to buy me meat? I’m the one who earns well, so I should buy it. Sigh.”

I called So-eun and headed to the meat restaurant.

She’s a newbie who takes a lot of work.

Ha-yul. That’s why I like her a bit.

‘But, what about that f*cker.’

However, there’s someone I’m worried about to just relax and live.

‘That f*cker’ who was hurt in ‘that incident’ last night.

It’s not a swear word, it’s a pet name.