Crossroads (7)

    Crossroads (7)

    Gawol smiles.

    Looking much more fragile than in the game, and thus more pitiful.

    A woman who could be sensual just with her elegant neckline giggled – as if overwhelmed with happiness.

    Gawol with her face revealed looked dangerous in many ways.

    Although her mischievous side was greatly emphasized, the pros who actually met her had a different evaluation.

    A person with an aspect that feels somewhat eerie.

    Even Camellia, Shin Eun-chae, recalled that each of her sword moves had a dark and humid air dissolved in them.

    Therefore, that woman must be Gawol.

    At the same time, it was somewhat reassuring.

    You too had shadows inside.

    It wasn’t that you took our dreams lightly, but you must have had some circumstances.

    So in Shin Eun-chae’s eyes, Gawol’s shadow – the glimpse of decadent beauty made her shudder.

    – Sto, stop sexually harassing me. I’ll put… the mask back on?

    – Game question. What should I do. Should I answer or not.

    – I don’t want to. Hm… If you all behave nicely, I might consider it?

    – My tongue? Why do you want to see that…?

    – Ah, unni says this isn’t allowed.

    She stood watching Gawol’s broadcast for a long time.

    Unlike Soolbbang’s broadcast from before.

    If Gawol then was dynamic and lively, the real-life Gawol had a certain gloominess.

    Breathtakingly beautiful but precarious as if she’d disappear if touched.

    Is the sense of deprivation, as if desperately craving something, just my imagination?

    While stuttering and unnecessarily fiddling with her fingers, she shows fragments of the Gawol from the game.

    Then when she shows a bright smiling face, Camellia experienced the contradiction of being simultaneously stimulated by sadistic desires and protective instincts.

    – Mmm… Unni, I’m sleepy. I think I drank too much.

    – Goodbye since I’m ending… Ungh. What would be good?

    – Heh. That’s nice. Then, although it’s a bit embarrassing.

    – I love you. Please come see me again next time.

    Camellia covered her mouth.

    Hup. Tightly covering her mouth that was trying to let something out – she did something unexpected.

    [Dongbaek donated 500,000 won]

    [I’m a fan. Have sweet dreams.]

    Strength enters the spear held in her right hand.

    A feeling as if vitality is overflowing from her whole body.

    The negative jealousy seemed to transform into some driving force, pulsating madly.

    Thus, the white-clad warrior took a few more steps forward.

    The conquest that had paused for a moment resumed.

    [Warning. This entity ‘Father’ is responsible for guarding this cradle.]

    [Retreat. Further approach will necessitate forceful suppression.]

    The monotonous voice that she had only heard in videos before rang out.

    * * *

    [Author: Gyocha]

    [Title: I will not take this matter lightly.]

    I think I’ve been together with Gawol-nim for quite a long time.

    So I tried to let it slide, but this time you’ve crossed the line too much.

    Gawol-nim is a permanent kill target until our guild disappears.

    I know Gawol-nim is skilled, but you were too arrogant.

    We’ll show you the power of a collective.

    [Comments]

    – We’ll show you the power of a collective~

    -Trash, hi

    – Smoothsmoothbaldy

    – Leaf. I mean the hair on your bald head. When the last strand falls, I die too.

    – Ugh damn, that stench

    [Author: Anonymous (510.117)]

    [Title: Gyocha, I have a request]

    (Attached image: Han Da-eun opening her armpit.gif)

    (Attached image: Han Da-eun taking off her mask.gif)

    Just apologize to Gawol and say you were wrong

    I can lick her toes instead

    I’m begging you desperately

    [Comments]

    – I want to join too

    └ Go for the right foot, I’ll do the left

    └ Confirmed

    – Can I get a waiting number?

    * * *

    Waking up, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

    The time was a little past 2 AM.

    Seems I fell asleep in someone else’s studio.

    Perhaps because I took the only sofa?

    Elderin was sleeping with her head down on the desk inside the studio.

    It’s a bit sorry to wake her up now, and there’s no transportation to leave quietly.

    In the end, I just buried my face in the pillow.

    It was because I remembered what I had done before falling asleep under the influence of alcohol.

    “Ugh, ah… ah, hic.”

    Thump thump thump, until my face turned red from holding my breath.

    After banging my forehead into the pillow stuffing, I lifted my head when I felt like I was suffocating.

    The blocked breath returned quickly – but the reddened face didn’t easily return to normal.

    Should I die?

    I think it would be better to die.

    What’s the point of living with such shame.

    If only I didn’t remember, it might have been okay.

    But since the film wasn’t completely cut off – I vividly remembered what I had done.

    Even the feelings with which I had done those acts.

    ‘I got carried away again…’

    No matter how I think about it, I was too weak to praise.

    Because people kept hyping me up no matter what I did, I got too caught up in the atmosphere.

    My brain completely melted while taking in alcohol and compliments.

    No. There’s still hope left.

    If my mind wasn’t sound, there’s a possibility that my memory isn’t sound either, right?

    Right. Actually, I didn’t join Elderin’s broadcast.

    Unable to muster courage, I fantasized because I wanted to broadcast so badly…

    [‘Gawol’ search results]

    [Title+Content]

    – Gawol broadcast legend legend legend

    – ‘Korean teabagging girl’ foreign reactions

    – Gawol “I love you” in high quality

    – So when and where is Gawol’s next broadcast?

    – Elderin broadcast peak viewer count insane

    – Damn, that armpit is so hot

    – Want to die with my nose in that collarbone

    – Like if you want to drink collarbone soju with this Gawol bitch lololol

    Of course, that wasn’t possible.

    I knew my mentions were gradually increasing lately.

    But I hadn’t actually felt it.

    Because I couldn’t do ego-searching for a while.

    Since I couldn’t open the webcam box, I was afraid of the gap between Gawol and Han Da-eun widening.

    So I didn’t know it would be to this extent.

    It felt like people were talking about me everywhere in this world.

    Of course on Inbu’s game sites, communities dealing with internet broadcasts.

    It seems reactions are spreading even to foreign sites.

    The world is watching my body and embarrassing broadcast.

    “Haa… hic.”

    But something feels strange.

    Clearly, I should feel like dying from embarrassment.

    My stomach felt oddly hot.

    I covered my face and body with the blanket.

    My body curled up tightly with my thighs touching.

    Feeling like something big would happen if I touched myself – I hugged my arms.

    This is dangerous.

    I feel like I might awaken to something strange.

    My big toes rubbed against each other because of the weird feelings that kept arising.

    How long did I fidget like that.

    “Ugh, bathroom.”

    I must have drunk too much alcohol or water yesterday.

    Fortunately, the crutches were right under the sofa.

    Probably Serin’s consideration in advance.

    I had already checked the bathroom’s location, and the interior was very clean.

    Every time I sit on the toilet like this, I become aware that I’m a woman… Huh?

    My underwear feels sticky. It’s quite warm, slippery, and has a subtle smell.

    “Hiiiek?”

    A voice came out without me realizing.

    Well, that’s because, no. No.

    Nothing happened.

    Nothing happened to me.

    Nothing happened to my body or clothes.

    I brainwashed myself as I took care of business.

    After washing my body clean, I looked fine on the outside.

    Elderin had woken up at some point and was rubbing her eyes at the desk.

    “Da-eun… you’re up.”

    “Ah, sorry. Did I wake you?”

    “Mm, no. I usually wake up around this time anyway.”

    She stretched out long.

    Hearing a cracking sound, it seems she was uncomfortable.

    “Aren’t you hungry? Want to eat something?”

    “Ah… yes. A little.”

    * * *

    Of course, it was difficult to eat anything properly at this hour.

    A friend all too familiar to me. That is to say, ramen appeared on the table.

    It wasn’t bad since I had just woken up after passing out from alcohol.

    By the way, is this what women’s tables are like?

    Even though it’s just boiling ramen, there were arrangements like removing the oil once or adding bean sprouts.

    Personally, I thought anything besides egg in ramen was heresy.

    A much cleaner taste than what I usually eat. It wasn’t bad for something I had prejudice against.

    Is this also an effect of my body changing?

    “What are you going to do now, Da-eun? Has your mind settled a bit?”

    “Yes… thanks to you.”

    “Broadcasting. If you’re thinking of doing it seriously, I can help.”

    “I’m going to think about it a bit more. For now… I can still use the connection device.”

    It was definitely good that I took the plunge once.

    I thought I was backed into a corner, but it feels like a path has opened up.

    With my breath a bit easier, it became an opportunity to think calmly.

    What’s already happened can’t be helped.

    I’ll either really start cam broadcasts following Elderin, or if not… I’ll have to find another way.

    But like in battle, it’s not over until I die.

    “Okay. Let me know when the date for the employees’ visit is set.”

    “Will you come?”

    “Of course. It’s better than being alone, right? We should also show that there’s someone to protest together if needed.”

    “Thank you. For today too. And for caring.”

    Elderin smiled as if satisfied.

    I also came to understand why people like unni.

    It must be because they saw this shining smile.

    The jealousy in my heart seemed to be changing little by little into admiration.

    “I’ll drive you home, but are you going to sleep right away when you get back?”

    “No. I have something to do.”

    “Something to do?”

    “I’m going to torment that balding old man until the rest of his hair falls out.”

    “Ah… okay. Good luck.”

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