Gender Swap: The Introvert’s Broadcast
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There was one thing I still couldn’t understand, both back then and now.
It was the fact that people could chat freely on an internet broadcast and still end up getting sued.
I think it’s okay to mix in some swearing here and there to enjoy the broadcast, but getting sued over weird sexual harassment is something I really couldn’t grasp.

“How did people like this end up watching my broadcast…”

Was it a problem that I got involved with Mangming before?
I shouldn’t have gotten involved back then.
I thought about it and checked the chat.

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: Well, the person broadcasting is strange anyway.]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: As expected, the manager’s right, haha.]
[But the manager’s right though... I’ve never seen someone actually bring someone into a studio for a bet like this.]
[Harin: Yeah, yeah.]
[Mangming: I kind of agree, too... :( ]

The viewers seemed to have calmed down a little after the warning.
That was a relief.
If they kept saying weird stuff even after being warned, I would’ve had to consider suing them.

Anyway…

‘...What should I do now?’

I didn’t come here to do a lot of things.
I came to keep the promise "I’m Han Ho-min" made and to reveal my face.
It wasn’t like I came here with a clear plan of what I was going to do.
While thinking about it, a good idea came to mind.

"...Well, now that I’ve revealed my face, should I order some food and take some questions while eating?"

This was something I had wanted to do for a while.
Making money while eating food on a broadcast.
Wasn’t that the best kind of broadcast?
I thought to myself and glanced at Se-young sitting next to me.

“Well, I’m fine with it…”
“I’ll order, so eat up. Don’t try to back out.”

We’d only talked for a short time, but I already knew how to handle Se-young.
If I spoke kindly, it seemed like his guard would drop a bit.

“I’ll have pasta. I’m starving.”
“If you eat pasta, it won’t fill you up much.”
“There’s a pasta place nearby that gives huge portions. We can order from there.”
“Oh, then I’ll order from there too. It’s better to order from the same place.”

“True.”

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: Who’s that next to you?]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: I think there’s someone else besides Ho-min.]
[Isn’t that the person who lent you the studio?]
[Is she your girlfriend?]
[Is she really your girlfriend, haha.]
[The girlfriend joke was kind of fresh, haha.]
[Do you really think this guy has a girlfriend? Haha.]

Now that I thought about it, I hadn’t introduced Shin Ye-hwa, who was sitting next to me.
So, I briefly explained.

“She’s a regular on my broadcast. She’s a close friend. She’s never been on the broadcast before, so it’s normal if you don’t know her, don’t go looking for her.”

Since Shin Ye-hwa wasn’t the type to stir up drama on the broadcast, no one could even guess who she was.
That was actually normal.
It wasn’t easy to get people to remember your name in a chat that thousands of viewers use.

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: Oh, now I know who it is.]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: It’s her, haha.]
[Who is she, though?]
[How do you not know her? Tsk tsk.]
[Harin: I know who she is, but who are all these other people?]
[Who the hell is she? (genuinely don’t know).]
[Really don’t know who she is, haha.]

“Don’t worry about figuring out who she is. Anyway, I’ll be asking for opinions on what kind of questions I should answer on my YouTube community for the next 30 minutes, so go leave a comment.”

It would be okay to answer questions while receiving donations, but that might lead to some boring questions.
So, I figured it would be better to write a post on the YouTube community and answer questions with the most likes.

[Coming back after spamming the comments, hahaha.]
[Can I ask weird questions? I have some that are a bit spicy.]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: You can ask spicy questions, but]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: If it gets too weird, I’ll just permanently ban you.]
[Harin: Haha.]
[Harin: What kind of weird questions does this guy want to ask?]
[Please ask funny questions, please ask funny questions, please ask funny questions, please ask funny questions.]

After ordering the food, we waited for a bit...

Ding!

The notification that the food had arrived came.
Since the structure was complicated, I had told them to leave it by the left side of the elevator, and fortunately, they had checked the note.
Relieved, I grabbed the spaghetti that was piled in front of the elevator.
Personally, I liked to eat Tuscana pasta.
The rich and creamy flavor was great.
Thinking that, I set up the food in the studio and started eating.
Of course, it was just me on the screen.

‘There’s no need for anyone else to show up.’

Since Shin Ye-hwa wasn’t a broadcaster, there was no need for her face to be revealed.
The same went for Se-young sitting next to me.
...Honestly, I wanted to order him to reveal his face and continue the broadcast as punishment, but I held back.
If I ordered anything more, he might faint right then and there.

“Well, the food’s here, so I’ll start reading the questions.”

Since I had subtly mentioned not to ask weird questions, if they had any sense, they wouldn’t ask anything strange.
I thought that as I checked the comments on the post I had uploaded earlier.
As expected, the comments were...

“...Guys, I told you to ask normal questions.”

There was nothing normal.
In the past, when I told people not to do something, they actually listened, but now that the viewers were growing, I could definitely feel that they weren’t listening properly.

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: Definitely.]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: The comment section’s completely ruined, hahaha.]
[There’s no way this wouldn’t be a mess.]
[Too many idiots, what can we do.]
[But even considering the idiots, it’s gotten worse, hahaha.]
[It’s best to filter through and read the questions carefully, haha.]

Of course, not all the comments were inappropriate.
In between, there were some people who asked pure and normal questions.
I was relieved to see that there were still pure people watching my broadcast, so I proceeded with the Q&A.

“First question, did you think you’d hit Challenger so easily?”

When I thought about before hitting Challenger, the answer was simple, so I answered without hesitation.

“I knew I was good at the game, but I didn’t think I’d hit Challenger this easily.”

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: While watching the broadcast,]
[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: I thought it was just a joke when you said Challenger, but I didn’t expect it to be this easy, hahaha.]
[Harin: It feels a bit like hitting a wall, haha.]
[This is what a true gaming talent is, right?]
[Even though I’ve been playing games for a long time, this is insane.]

Now that I think about it, the reason I started playing Leore and began broadcasting was because of Lee Ye-ram.

‘I should buy her a chicken someday.’

I think she’d be satisfied with that.
Thinking that, I read the next question.

“Second question, since you hit Challenger so early, have you considered becoming a pro gamer?”

Honestly, I had thought about it.
It wasn’t even a month since I hit Challenger.
It meant I had enormous talent for Leore.
I thought that even challenging to become a pro gamer could be a real possibility.

“...I’m thinking about it next year, but not this year. My little brother still hasn’t finished his exams.”

Right now, the most important thing for me was Lee Ye-ram’s exams.
It was a very important day in his life, and I didn’t want him to be distracted by trivial things besides studying.
That’s why I turned down the offer to go to London with Rize and others.

[🗡️JeonjiJotneunKurtul: Haven’t you been taking care of your brother too much?]
[If you only have one younger sibling, you’d definitely spoil them.]
[The chat is full of people without siblings, huh;; If they had a sibling, they’d just beat them up.]
[Harin: If you have a younger sibling, it’s pretty much the rule to beat them up, haha.]
[Leave your brother alone... why beat him up?]
[Harin: He deserves it, so he gets beaten.]

Once Ye-ram’s exams were over, I was thinking about taking a trip together.
The best place to go on a trip, just the two of us.
He’d been studying hard, so he deserved it.
Thinking that, I continued reading the questions.

“Seventh question, Dama-nim, when you’re pooping... Ah, really, do you want to die?”

It was truly a disgusting question.
So, I immediately deleted that comment and moved on to the next one.

“What color are your panties today? Seriously, what…”

Up until the sixth question, things had been normal, but from there, the questions got worse.
This clearly meant one thing.
It was time to end the broadcast.
So, I started to build up.

“If you’re only asking trashy questions like this, there’s nothing I can do…”

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