episode_0149

[Cleaning time, Dom Hwangcha!!!]

[Oh, it’s time for punishment!!!]

[Crazy, punishing as soon as the guest comes in? Jo Raeng-a, is this for real?!]

[Ah, this chilling sensation. It was a long time of humiliation and persecution. What is this! Dom Hwangcha!!!]

The chat window started to scroll up at a rapid pace.

It was scrolling so fast that it seemed impossible to read, but Dayoung quickly scanned through it, reacting instantly.

“This is all on you guys. Huh? Me? How many times did I warn you before starting the broadcast until I went to the bathroom? Yeah, so. I know the guest’s body is so amazing that it’s hard to ignore the chat. Still, come on? I said we need to teach slowly like easing someone into it who’s not used to this, didn’t I?”

“What? Isn’t it a good strategy to hit back quickly? Yeah, you’re banned.”

“But it’s a tough fight to endure, right? Then go and take a step… Oh, no. Ahem! Anyway. Let’s be careful. Got it? Except for those who are too extreme, I didn’t give a permanent ban, just a temporary one, so cool off and come back.”

Then, she moved the mouse and made some adjustments, making the screen widen a bit.

“Alright, done. Now! Today’s guest! Please introduce yourself!”

Dayoung said, looking at me.

“Uh, um… I just have to talk?”

“Yes. Just give a brief self-introduction.”

Well, since we had already discussed the order, I had some prepared lines.

“Hello. I’m Jo Raeng’s mom.”

It felt a bit awkward to call Dayoung Jo Raeng, but I had done some image training, so I didn’t think I would make a mistake if I paid a little attention.

“Ta-da! Today’s guest is none other than! Our mom!!!”

As she said that, she clapped, and I followed suit.

[Crazy! That’s her mom? And she’s wearing a micro-look?]

“I saw this! I saw it on KakaoTalk last night too!”

“Jo Raeng is 17 years old, so legally, even if you add 20 more years, she’s at least 37 years old, but with that body? Oh my….”

“This is it! This is it! This is it! This is it!”

“Mom, when I grow up, I want to be Jo Raeng! Mom, when I grow up, I want to be Jo Raeng! Mom, when I grow up, I want to be Jo Raeng!”

“Ma’am! I’m a baby, wah! I’m hungry! Feed me! Mamamoo!”

“Mother, why did you choose Jo Raeng instead of me, sniffle!”

“Why is my mother… Mother, you have such a broad mind.”

As I looked at the rapidly scrolling chat window, feeling flustered, Dayoung glanced at me and continued speaking.

“To be honest, Mom wanted to try YouTube this time. She’s really good at cooking. So, to promote her YouTube channel and show off our mom to you guys, we brought her as a guest this time. How is it?”

[We love it!!]

“Will you come out often from now on?”

“From now on, it is mandatory for the Jo Raengdan to subscribe to Mom’s YouTube channel!”

“So, what’s the channel’s address?”

“Captain! Bring the link quickly! So, if we subscribe to Mom’s channel, we can keep watching in the future, right?”

“Wow, Captain’s DNA is not superior for nothing. So, when Captain grows up, will he grow that big… Eep!”

“Jo Raeng has good sense. Inviting Mom instead of inviting famous female streamers or popular streamers is expected to receive a hotter response, right?”

“Mom, please say hello! Make a V-sign with both hands!”

As the chat window slowly descended, I saw a chat that caught my eye and responded immediately.

“Ah… Hegaio Peace-nim. You want me to say hello with a V-sign? Like this?”

I made a V sign with both hands and followed his instructions.

“Hello~ But what… no. Joraeng-ah. What is this ‘Ahhegao Peace’?”

“Hey! Manager! Ban that person! Mom doesn’t need to know. It’s a really bad word.”

When I asked if it wasn’t strange that only teenagers knew such bad words, he said ignorance is bliss.

“Don’t do anything weird in front of our mom. She doesn’t know about these things, so we have to protect her. I don’t want her to know about this dirty internet culture.”

[Mom is innocent! We have to protect her!]

[Oh, dirty things are something you experience yourself and protect mom from! How edgy!]

[Hey, stop with the dirty talk. Can’t you control yourself? Our mom is pure and we all have to protect her.]

[But it’s really explicit. In normal dirty talk, the mom is replaced by the daughter…]

“Ah, can’t everyone just be quiet?!”

It seems like the words in the chat are not very pleasant. Maybe this time, a warning is needed to remind them to use more proper and polite language.

“Everyone, it’s great to have fun on the internet, but let’s try to use more proper and respectful language.”

[Ah, so refreshing!]

[It’s healing.]

[Cease fire! This place, this place should not be touched. It’s sacred!]

[This is a holy place! This is the holy land! Jerusalem is not far away!]

“From now on, the Joraengdan is called to participate in the campaign to use proper and polite language!”

And it seemed like the chat messages had become much milder.

“Wow… what’s this? He doesn’t even listen to me, but he listens to mom. Is she our mom, or your mom?”

[Yeah, listen to Mom~]

“Joraeng is a friend, but Mom is Mom.”

“I don’t even listen to my mom, but strangely I listen to Mom’s words.”

“Hmph! Joraeng is like that too. Doesn’t listen to Mom and keeps nagging all the time? Yeah, right. Who’s the parent and who’s the child.”

“It’s because Mom carelessly spills things everywhere!”

“Oh, look at this one? Who spilled something?”

[What did she spill? What’s she spilling? She seems to be overflowing with excitement.]

“Anyway! If you guys don’t listen from now on, Mom will scold you. I’ll continue with the content.”

[If getting scolded by Mom is what it takes, I welcome it!]

[Mom too! Ah, Mom! Please scold me!]

“Are they crazy? Even cold water has its limits! Look here, kid. Let me scold you first.”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“This is confusing. So confusing.”

Da-yeong, who wanted to continue the content, chatted for a while as the viewers went wild, then regained her composure and continued the broadcast.

“Alright, first content! 30 Questions 30 Answers Corner! We’ll draw 30 people and viewers can ask Mom any questions they’re curious about. Let’s try a practice round.”

As Da-yeong manipulated the computer, the viewers’ nicknames spun like a roulette and stopped after a while.

“The first winner is! User Smellie! Wow, really. Of all names, it had to be this weird one from the start. Anyway, are you here?”

– “Yes yes yes yes yes!”

“Do you have any questions for Mom? I’d appreciate it if you ask about me mostly.”

– “What’s your size?”

“Ha… this person is really… ah!”

Da-yeong unintentionally cursed and then looked at me. But I understood vaguely what it meant and the situation, so I just pretended not to notice and moved on.

“Do you really want to know Mom’s size? Um… since you asked, I have to answer, right? It’s 70I.”

[Hik! I-cup? Is that a real size in Korea? I mean, I’ve seen some BJ or streamers with similar sizes, but with that elasticity?]

[Wow… if it’s not that size visible to the eye, it doesn’t make sense.]

[Honestly, with a thin waist, it seems more noticeable, but how much do you weigh?]

“Alright! This is how it’s done. Anyway, I’ll be selecting 30 people to ask questions, so think of a question each. Oh, and be careful not to ask anything too weird, or you’ll be permanently banned. Got it?”

And so, the question time began.

Looking at the questions that were roughly coming out, most of them were about my body.

“My height? It’s… quite tall. 176cm. Weight? Last time I checked, it was around 58kg. Oh, do I exercise? Yes. I recently took a body profile picture and have been consistently working out since then. It was so tough back then that I don’t want to take it again, but it’s good for my health. Was I tall since I was young? That’s… um… a secret?”

Next, questions about my preferences.

“What does ‘mishiruk’ mean to me? Just wearing something like sweatpants. I feel comfortable in one-piece outfits, easy to put on and take off, and they have good stretch. Have I ever gone out like this? Why wouldn’t I have. Haha. Oh? Favorite fashion? Well, something comfortable to wear? Yes. I dislike anything uncomfortable or fussy. My most confident dish? Um… I’m good at almost all Korean dishes, I think? But maybe I should ask Jongi which of my dishes tastes the best?”

And then the baton was passed.

“Me? Um… I eat almost everything my mom makes. Our mom’s bulgogi is really delicious. Hehe, you guys can’t eat this kind of stuff, right? Oh, right. Talking about food makes me hungry. Mom, did you finish making dinner earlier?”

“Oh, yes. I made toast with tteokgalbi instead of a hamburger. Do you want to eat it now?”

“Yes, let’s eat while broadcasting.”

“Okay, I’ll be back.”

And I immediately left Dayoung’s room and headed to the kitchen.

Sigh, let’s take a deep breath and think. It’s tough when you do something you’re not used to after all.