episode_0078

You can write the name of your favorite streamer on the monitor.

Because I was able to see it with a fan’s heart.

But it wasn’t that common to have something like this written about a video in a corner.

I should say that I have considerable doubts.

That’s why I opened my mouth carefully.

“Would you like to edit it?”

I asked with the thought, “Or else.”

If you tell me that you have a question because there is a note, it will be easier to explain.

When I asked like that-

“Oh, yes. Why is that while editing?”

A woman who answers naturally.

“There was a note attached next to it, so I asked if these people edited it.”

To be honest, I don’t know about other people.

But I asked because there’s someone I’ve been contacting frequently and becoming close with recently.

“I edit all the people listed there. Gulen, Pablo, and Mangming.”

“All three of you…?”

I wondered if this was possible.

Who would have thought that he would edit all these people himself?

I don’t know much about editing, but it wouldn’t be easy to have just one person dedicate all of the editing to it.

At that time, I was thinking that it was great.

“Do you know any of those three? That’s why I asked.”

“I saw the broadcast of a person named Mangming. I asked just in case.”

“You watch Mangming broadcasts…? It’s the first time I’ve seen a man watch Mangming broadcasts.”

“It’s definitely not a show that men would want to watch.”

It’s not really a show that men would want to watch.

I agree with this too.

I don’t know if it was the original world, but if you think about the role of men in this world, it might be a bit of a burdensome show for men to watch.

While we were chatting like that.

“Hmm? Now that I think about it, I think I’ve heard that voice somewhere before… ”

The editor suddenly started to doubt me.

It seems like he remembered my voice because he was editing Mangming’s broadcasts.

‘It’s a little different from what’s broadcast, you notice that?’

Should I say this first? – I was thinking about it at that time.

“Ah!”

The editor seemed to have noticed.

‘I got caught.’

I should have just taken the main unit and monitor instead of talking to them.

I opened my mouth with the thought that I regret it.

“Yes, that’s the one I did a duo with Mangming.”

As it has become more popular these days, it was inevitable that its identity would be revealed like this.

Even if he is someone related to Mangming.

In that case, it would have been more beneficial to speak first.

Let’s say that-

“…Huh? I said my voice was similar to that celebrity’s.”

An editor who gives completely random answers.

That moment.

There was silence between me and the editor.

All sorts of thoughts were running through my head.

‘..Does that mean I’ve turned myself in?’

It was ridiculous.

I was going to tell you first because I thought you knew my identity anyway, but the truth is, you didn’t know my identity.

At that time, I was regretting my stupidity.

“Ah, somehow. Now that I think about it, your voice is similar to Tamani’s. Although it’s subtly different.”

The editor opened his mouth.

“By the way, we meet like this. I was wondering how you were doing because there were a lot of comments saying you don’t even leave your house.”

“Ahahaha… I don’t really leave the house.”

“But you came all the way to Busan to do a direct transaction. You must have had a hard time.”

“It did take a bit of time and money.”

At that time, we were having such an awkward conversation.

“Just a moment.”

The editor apologized to me for a moment and then disappeared from my sight.

And then after a while.

“How were you going to get this home?”

An editor who asks a sudden question.

I answered quickly because I had been thinking about it for a while.

“You have to take the train to get it.”

“…The main unit and the monitor?”

“Right. I don’t have a car.”

“Um… ”

Then the editor made a face as if he was thinking for a moment –

“Then should I give you a ride?”

He made a radical proposal.

I wanted to accept it right away, but there was something holding me back.

“You said you didn’t have a license.”

“I don’t have a license, but there was someone nearby who I thought might know.”

“Hmm.”

I was worried.

Should I accept this or not?

Actually, it was right to accept, but I still felt like my pride was a little hurt because I couldn’t just accept it.

“Can you tell me who will bring it to me?”

First, the most important part.

You can’t just drive to Seoul with someone you’ve never met before.

When I asked like that-

“I’m a Wangming, you know. I came to Daegu around 12 o’clock because I was going down to my parents’ house.”

“Huh, really?”

“Yes. Mangming originally came down to his parents’ house often. When I have time, I sometimes go to see him and have a meal.”

It was something I had no idea about.

I didn’t even know that Mangming was from Daegu, and I didn’t even know that he was currently in Daegu.

But there was one catch.

‘…I feel like it’s a bit awkward to ask you that right away.’

Even though Mangming and I have become close, we are not close enough to know each other’s faults.

It means that it is a little awkward to make a difficult request.

That’s why I spoke carefully.

“Mangming and I aren’t that close, so… it’s a bit awkward to say.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I contacted Mangming and he said he’d come right away, right?”

“…Really?”

“Yes. Shall I show you?”

“If you don’t mind, just a moment.”

Check the message from Mangming on the editor’s cell phone.

[Me: Mangming-ah]

[Mangming: Huh, why]

[Me: Are you coming to Busan?]

[Mangming: Why]

[Me: Tamana is here]

[Mangming:?????]

[Mangming: What the hell]

[Me: It really exists]

[Me: Call me]

And then there was a record of them calling each other.

“…Then I have no reason to refuse.”

In that case, there was no reason for me to refuse.

Because they’re not picking me up from Seoul, they’re picking me up from Daegu.

Anyway, Mangming has to go to Seoul.

“It’ll probably take about an hour, so take a break here. Mangming YouTube is a lot of fun thanks to you, Dama.”

It was a short story, but I could tell how many views I had gained on YouTube.

I didn’t feel particularly bad.

I also have a huge increase in viewers.

‘It’s a win-win.’

Should I say that there is absolutely no reason for either side to feel bad?

It was convenient to see it as a perfect gain.

“Then I’ll take a short break and then go.”

“Take it easy.”

After saying that, the woman headed to the kitchen and asked about my coffee preference.

“Would you like it iced or hot?”

“I like cold things, so please give me something cold.”

“Yes.”

I waited at the editor’s house for a while, accidentally getting a cup of cold coffee.

*

How long have I waited like that?

Tiring-!

The front door opened and a familiar voice was heard.

I could remember it clearly because it had only been a day since I heard that voice.

“Hyunji, sister is here.”

It seems that Hyunji is the editor’s name.

I got up from the sofa and said hello, feeling like I had gotten some unexpected information.

“Are you here?”

“Oh, what is it? It’s real.”

“You said you got a call from me, what are you talking about?”

“It could be a joke.”

“Who is calling people from Daegu to Busan for fun?”

“Hmm.”

Judging by the overwhelming response, it looks like that editor has done something like that before.

Is it because I resemble my employer?

I said that, thinking that there was definitely something malicious about it.

“By the way, if you’re going to go, let’s go quickly. If you’re late, it’ll be hard to drive.”

Of course, I’m not driving, but I’d be dizzy if there was an accident.

If we were going to leave, it seemed better to leave quickly.

“I wonder? Actually, I don’t really have anything to do here.”

“Then let’s go right away.”

If only I had a license, I could drive for you.

At that time, I was thinking about how regrettable it was.

“Ugh… Then let’s leave quickly. I want to go home and sleep. I was originally going to sleep at my parents’ house, but I came right away because you said you were here.”

“Even if I say that, I don’t feel any guilt at all.”

“It’s spicy.”

Of course, I’m just saying this, but I’m really grateful.

I guess I can give you a little gift later.

While we were talking like that, we picked up the monitor and the main unit from the room and moved them to the car.

The editor and Mangming who were next to me also helped me a little.

To be honest, it didn’t help.

After moving all our luggage, we loaded ourselves into the car.

“Why do you smell so bad in the car? You smell like a woman.”

“…Does it smell a lot?”

“No, what? It’s good? It’s my taste.”

“…big, then let’s go.”

After saying a brief greeting to the editor, Mangming and I left Busan.

With the intention of arriving in Seoul before the sun sets.

Because it’s inconvenient to drive when it’s late.

Rattle rattle-.

A journey that was very different from what I initially expected.

If it was going to be like this, I shouldn’t have made any plans.

With regret, we moved quickly.

I had to go to Seoul and do a broadcast.