episode_0060

After finishing up my commission work and getting confirmation from the client, it was evening as usual.

I quickly prepared dinner with a meal kit and then focused on improving my skills by working on a personal piece. Just then, my mom approached me and asked a question.

“Aren’t you doing a broadcast today? I want to see what you look like when you’re broadcasting.”

“How can I do a broadcast in front of my mom? And I can’t do my broadcast in front of other people.”

Broadcasting while drawing inappropriate sexual images and engaging in serious discussions with viewers on a tag from X-tomi.

How could I possibly do such a broadcast in front of my parents? I’d rather delete my broadcast account and disappear.

I firmly refused, but I soon faced a crisis in front of my mom’s calm response.

“I can overlook everything else, but I can’t overlook that. Where in the world is a crazy person who screams about sex in front of their mother?”

“Even close relatives occasionally have sex, so there might be someone like that, right?”

…Damn, that makes sense.

Yes, there are many crazy people in the world, so maybe there is someone like that, as my mom said.

But.

“I don’t want to be that crazy person, mother. Can you please just go home today?”

I pleaded desperately, but my mom had already made up her mind and firmly refused.

“Isn’t it better to face the truth head-on? And if I’m there, those viewers will behave better.”

“But I’m worried that you might get hurt. And what if someone tells Dad that I’m doing inappropriate things? He’ll go crazy.”

“He won’t know, will he? He thinks the internet is a waste of time and doesn’t use it at all. If we don’t talk about it, he won’t know.”

“But one of Dad’s friends might see the broadcast and tell him, right?”

“Do you think you have no friends because you take after someone?”

“Oh.”

She hit me where it hurts. This wicked mother.

Seeing my wounded expression, my mom comforted me by stroking my hair.

“It’s okay, Dad has no friends, but you have a reliable ‘male friend,’ right?”

“He’s just a ‘friend.’ Not a ‘male friend.’”

Someone might think I’ve turned into a female. I’m not gay, okay?

As I denied any romantic relationship with my friend, my mom smiled mischievously and continued.

“There’s no such thing as a simple ‘friendship’ between a man and a woman, right?”

“You’ll have to wait and see. It’ll be different between me and that guy.”

“Well… I wonder if I, who has lived for over 40 years, know better, or if you, who are barely in your early 20s, know better?”

Shrugging, my mom pointed to the friend who was still sulking in the corner.

“I may not know about other things, but from my experience, there hasn’t been a single person who said ‘I’m not like that’ and turned out to be different. When I see it, you might become one of them.”

“I’ll be the exception in that experience, mom.”

“Sure, keep trying. But when this mom sees it, it might already be too late, hehe…”

With a mysterious laugh, my mom got up and started to stretch.

“Are you leaving?”

“I have to, right? You’re urging me to go, so I’ll heal my heart. And…”

Showing me a text from Dad, she sighed.

“He’s asking for food because he’s starving, so hurry up and make him some food.”

“Father is still the same, isn’t he?”

“Is that so? He’s still healthy down there.”

“Oh, Mom.”

I really don’t care about any of that.

As I scowled, my mom chuckled and patted my hand as if she found it amusing.

“I’ll come visit again soon, should I broadcast in front of you next time, Mom?”

“Even if I had an eyelash in my eye, I wouldn’t do that, so don’t expect it.”

“Haha, saying that makes me look forward to it even more, right? Well, I’ll be going now! Thank you for today, son.”

“Don’t mention it. But seriously, don’t come next time, I thought I was going to die from exhaustion.”

“I’ll definitely come next time!”

“I said don’t come!”

As my mom teasingly left, my friend who had been dazed by her departure suddenly snapped out of it and started blabbering nonsense.

“Hey, when did your mother-in-law leave?”

“Who’s your mother-in-law, you idiot!”

Upon hearing his nonsense, I once again unhesitatingly grabbed the frying pan.

Bam!!!!!

—–

[Did the leader die? Why hasn’t he been seen for over a week without any notice?]

“Why did he drown when he should’ve been swimming when the water came in, damn it, hurry up and come back, leader!”

“Ah ㅋㅋ He must have been busy as a durahan, sucking money dry for so long ㅋㅋ He’s probably taking a break now ㅋㅋㅋㅋ”

“To be honest, he didn’t suck money dry. If you don’t like it, he’s a crazy woman who would even refund 100,000 won.”

“Isn’t he really busy? I tried to apply for a commission recently, but there were no slots available. There are about fifteen people waiting in front of me, right?”

“Oh, it was because of his main job being busy, then it’s understandable.”

“What’s understandable, you idiot. Hurry up and come out and show us the vulgar baby bottle.”

“I can’t stand the I-cup baby bottle… for real…”

“I was already planning to kill today, you horny bastards.”

Was it because I skipped the broadcast for a few days?

The viewers’ clamor for me to turn on the broadcast was at its peak, and some viewers were even showing signs of madness.

Why are they so obsessed with my broadcast?

Is it really that fun to draw weird sexual images and discuss weird sexual desires all the time?

They are truly incomprehensible people. Well, how can a normal sexual person understand a weird sexual person?

It’s late evening now, not the usual broadcast time during the day.

Although it didn’t seem like many viewers would gather, I needed to calm down the burning excitement in them.

So, I started preparing for the broadcast.

It felt like setting up the mic and cam after a long time.

After setting up the cam to show the I-cup super large baby bottle clearly and finishing setting up the mic, my friend who had just regained consciousness spoke to me in a puzzled voice.

“What’s this, are you broadcasting? You never broadcast at this time.”

“Just a whim. And I need to make money regularly, kid. I don’t want to be dragged to the lab.”

“Gosh, why are you doing something like this instead of using this efficient regular injector? If you mess with me just once, the regularity will…”

“Shut up, kid. I’m starting the broadcast now, so stay in your room.”

I pushed the babbling friend into the room and immediately pressed the start button for the broadcast.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

As time passed, viewers flocked in rapidly.

The confessional video about weird sexual desires uploaded by the succubus editor seemed to have stirred up quite a controversy, as even viewers who hadn’t seen it before were tuning in.

Seeing twice as many viewers as usual, even though it wasn’t the regular broadcast time, I greeted them with a soothing voice as if enchanting them.

“It’s been a while, everyone. Have you been well in my absence?”

The voice filled with Gumiho’s unique arrogance.

Despite trying to captivate viewers with this, the response from the viewers was nothing short of cold.

Well, to be precise, the response was split in half like a half-and-half chicken. It was between the reactions of viewers who had been watching my broadcast and those who had come from LaTube.

The viewers who came from LaTube naturally had comments like:

[“Just watched LaTube, what’s up with that voice? It’s so soothing, I thought my ears were melting, hehe…”]

[“Wow… Can you say hi one more time? I feel like I can have a happy time just listening to your voice…”]

[“When they were apologizing, those guys were crazy, haha. If they can make the neighbor next door, who’s like an older sister, that angry, there’s an answer, haha.”]

[“LaTube really edited this maliciously, is this person really a sexual deviant? Does that make sense?”]

[“But your heart is really broad… It seems wider than the Pacific Ocean…”]

They chatted with me in a way that could be described as ‘this is healing, the hope episode.’

On the other hand, the viewers who had been watching my broadcast had comments like:

[“Trying to act like a modest lady just because there are new viewers;; Don’t fool us, Captain… Just say you’re a fox who’s into beastiality as usual!”]

[“Don’t be deceived, new viewers! The Captain is truly the embodiment of true sexual deviance! Abandon hope that the Captain is normal! Ah, damn it!!!”]

[“Even though it’s been a while since I’ve seen you, your chest is still so firm… Did it get even bigger?”]

[“Are you trying to incite us, you bitch? If you keep this up, you’ll get a strong backlash.”]

[“So what are you going to draw today? Handjob? Blowjob? Titjob? Furry? Even these seem too mainstream these days… How about some tentacle action?”]

Seemingly unimpressed by my acting, they criticized me, telling me to just do as I usually do.

Due to unintentionally dividing the viewers, the chat room was ablaze with flames.

Feeling like the flames would only grow uncontrollably if left alone, I let out a sigh and aimed a water cannon at the flames.

“Damn it, why are you guys fighting amongst yourselves when I just turned on the broadcast?”

I made a circle with my left thumb and index finger, and moved my right thumb back and forth through that circle.

“Instead of fighting, just have sex, you bastards.”

With a simple method, I suppressed the flames.