Chapter 35 - A New Connection
The graceful figure starting from the waistline and drawing a gentle curve downwards.
A high-quality hip that would make anyone’s eyes widen.
And the chest area that rises proudly, showing its presence.
The picture beautifully reflected my appearance as it was, without exaggeration.
But… everything else was an illusion.
‘Eyes. Yes, just up to there.’
The tightly closed lips that you can’t take your eyes off.
The skin that shines as if it would leave transparency if touched.
None of it was mine.
That’s why it caught my attention even more.
If I… if I could become like that!
[Conveying the grace of the Goddess.]
‘Uh… right.’
I was in the middle of a broadcast.
Trying hard to take my eyes off, I asked.
“DoesHaniWellOrNot-nim, did you draw this picture yourself?”
I don’t know much about drawings.
But I could tell this one thing.
The person who drew this picture had truly amazing skills.
Maybe, if I checked their abilities, they would have Precise Description 4, Coloring 4, Observation 3, or so?
-Yes! I finished it last evening and uploaded it to the main page today. I was going to give it to Hani-nim as a gift, but you saw it first .
-Golden hands appeared .
-For real, it’s not just roughly sketching 2D characters. From the composition to the fingertip description, it’s no joke.
-Wow… I want this picture too. I can only say it’s amazing.
“What! You’re really giving it to me as a gift?”
-Yes! Actually, I have one more that I’m drawing. I have other work so it won’t be right away, but it should be done in about two days, please look forward to it.
“I’ll be completely looking forward to it. Wow! This is my first time receiving such a picture as a gift.”
I was slightly moved.
To receive a picture of this quality as a gift.
It felt even better because it felt like my efforts so far were being rewarded.
-But doesn’t that golden hands seem like a woman? Is it just me? Looking at the chat, it seems like a woman.
-I’ve been thinking that too
-What nonsense. Where are there women in Hani’s broadcast.
“Huh?”
At first, I was going to pass it by without much thought, but listening to it, I couldn’t explain it exactly, but ‘DoesHaniWellOrNot’ oddly felt like a woman.
So I asked, just in case.
“If it’s not rude, could you tell me your gender? It’s fine if you’re uncomfortable and don’t want to comment.”
Could there really be a female viewer watching my broadcast?
My heart flutters slightly with anticipation.
My body became a woman, but my essence is a man.
Of course, I prefer female fans to dark male fans.
-Yes, I’m a woman. Hani unni is so charming. There are many female fans besides me!
-That’s right. Un… ni I’m a female fan too. Heart fluttering.
-Wow! Totally amazing, amazing. I’m a woman too, you too?
-Unnis, didn’t you know? There are only female viewers here!
“… I wish you’d all die.”
Thinking that dark men are doing this, my fists tremble.
The chat window becomes even more lively at my reaction.
Trying hard to ignore it, I focus on the conversation with DoesHaniWellOrNot.
“Seeing that you call me unni, you must be younger than me?”
-Yes. I’m a high school student!
-What! A high school girl?
-High school girls actually exist! She’s watching the same broadcast as watashi right now!
-Manager-nim, please kick out the person above!
-A broadcast where a high school student is a special member… this is rare.
“No, how does a high school student have money to donate so much to my broadcast!”
Hurriedly calculating the amount of water balloons the 10th special member donated to me, it amounted to 3 million won.
It’s an amount that can’t help but worry about a high school student donating over two months.
-It’s okay. I get a lot of allowance and I also earn money from art commissions. As you said, unni, I’m donating within a range that’s not burdensome.
-A high school girl with golden hands and a golden spoon ;
-This is too much! Why do you have everything alone. Humanly, please give up one to me. Quickly choose from golden hands, golden spoon, or ‘high school girl’!
– Is it real that you emphasized ‘high school girl’?
“No, even so…”
Thinking about it, my conscience wouldn’t allow receiving such a large sum from a minor.
I need to have a more serious conversation.
But looking at the chaotic chat window and viewers’ reactions now, it seems like it will be very difficult.
“…Sigh. I’m sorry viewers, but I’ll end the broadcast and come back at 5 o’clock, the original broadcast time. I think I need to talk with our high school friend.”
-Unni! I’m a high school girl too. Talk with me too!
-A secret conversation between Hani and a high school girl alone ;
-Tyrant Hani must guarantee freedom of speech!
“If you keep talking nonsense, I won’t turn on the broadcast later.”
-Haba! It means Hani bye. See you later.
-Have a good conversation, you two.
I laugh emptily at the sudden change of attitude.
I received the Discord contact through whisper and ended the broadcast.
And I contact immediately.
“Um… Is this Hani unni?”
“Yes, this is Hani. Is this DoesHaniWellOrNot-nim?”
From the start, it was a voice that felt youthful.
She seems even younger for a high school student.
Could it be a first-year?
“I’m a second-year, I’ll be a third-year next year!”
The cute and lively feeling was nice.
But that’s that and this is this.
I decided to start strongly from the beginning.
“Um… I understand what you’re saying, but it’s okay. My parents said it’s fine as long as it’s not against age or law like alcohol or cigarettes, since it’s money I earned anyway.”
“Huh? Really? They really said that?”
“Yes. If you want, I can even call my mom. My mom and I are like complete sisters.”
“……”
It feels like the common sense I know is crumbling.
To think there’s such an open-minded family.
The parents have given permission and there’s no financial problem, so if I force my opinion here, that would be ‘acting like an old fogy’.
Trying hard to accept that, I was about to end the current conversation by saying thank you for donating so much.
“By the way unni, have you not thought about YouTube yet?”
At that moment, a sharp question suddenly digs in.
I’m suddenly reminded of the capable YouTube video editor who participated when I was recruiting chat managers last time.
Who is now also an assistant manager…
‘It’s random, but it’s certainly about time to start slowly.’
These days, as the mission clear conditions have risen so much, the interval for receiving points is getting longer and longer.
For more stable point acquisition, it’s essential to start YouTube and receive and clear as many different types of missions as possible.
‘Still, I decided to focus on the League of Legends tournament right now, so it’s tough time-wise. YouTube is no joke, so I can’t start carelessly either. I’ll have to start after thorough preparation in advance.’
I organized such thoughts well and spoke.
That I have plans to do it, but not right away.
I plan to start after more solid preparation…
“Unni! I want to work as your art director or thumbnail manager. Please hire me!”
“……”
Suddenly, my head started to hurt.
I don’t know what state of mind I conducted today’s broadcast in.
I dealt with the malicious people in the chat window who were making a fuss about bringing in the high school girl, and somehow finished the broadcast.
Nevertheless, what remained in my mind was not today’s broadcast, but the conversation I had with ‘Yerin’.
She appealed her experience so far that didn’t match her age.
She said she professionally handled about 2 commissioned art works per week without schedule problems, and is currently in charge of thumbnails for some YouTube channel.
When I asked if that wouldn’t be a problem ethically, she said she had been preparing to quit since learning about my broadcast, and finished handing over to a successor last week as her last.
Is this the class of a high school girl in Hell Joseon?
I can only admire her tremendous drive.
With both skills and achievements, she was an overly qualified talent for me who hasn’t even opened a YouTube channel yet, if only her age was excluded.
[This is the luck given to those who serve the Goddess with all their heart. Always strive for the Goddess with a humble and devout appearance.]
“I wondered why that voice wasn’t coming out.”
Anyway, this helper has no sense of tact at all.
For now, I made a pending decision about Yerin.
I should arrange a meeting sometime with ‘A Cup Reader’ who is an assistant manager.
But not right away.
Finishing the ‘Blame Others Tournament’ hosted by SupportBlame, which is now just a week away, was the priority.
[If that tournament is so important, I’ll give you a special mission related to it. How about it?]
“Oh? What is it? Number of viewers? Water balloons?”
Anything would be good.
The reward points for special missions were always right.
[Special Mission!]
[It’s a tournament that many potential believers are paying attention to. Let’s be selected as MVP here and raise the Goddess’s reputation.]
[Reward: 700 points]
“No, hey. How can I be MVP where there are Grandmasters and Challengers? You should set a mission that makes sense.”
[Anything is possible with faith in the Goddess.]
“… I should just stop talking.”
If it were a reasonable mission, I would at least try to make an effort, but this was really hopeless.
The method of selecting the MVP in this tournament was simple.
Votes from viewers who watched the ‘Blame Others Tournament’ broadcast conducted over two days.
The BJ who receives the most votes is selected as MVP.
Of course, the BJ with the most skill and who led the team to victory is likely to become MVP, so I’m already losing motivation.
“Huh?”
As I was shaking off my lingering attachment to the special mission and resting on the bed, my phone vibrates loudly.
I stretch my hand to the bedside and check, seeing ‘Mia’s little sister’ as the caller.
“What, at this time…”
It was Mia, with whom I exchanged not only Discord but also phone numbers as our friendship deepened.
It’s already 10 PM, I wonder what’s going on as I answer the phone.
“Unniiii!”
“……”
Whatever it is, I started feeling uneasy even before hearing it.