While today’s face reveal was the main highlight, for now, the focus was on Kang Hoomin.

More specifically, broadcasting Se-young dancing took priority.

It was a promise I had made before, and I figured the viewers must be waiting for it.

“He’s waiting right next to me now. First, we need to decide what dance he’ll do… Let’s take a vote.”

Though I listened to music frequently, I didn’t usually listen to songs with choreography. It seemed better to get suggestions from the viewers.

When I asked—

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Then let’s use that background music from over there.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: The one they play while dancing on those streams.]
[Oh, that one, LOL.]
[Harin: That background music seems fine.]
[It’s pretty commonly used by people on those streams.]
[It’ll definitely be funny, haha.]
[But more importantly, what does Hoomin look like? That’s what I’m most curious about.]
[Pine: Huh? Why dancing all of a sudden?]

The chat exploded with opinions.

Pine expressed curiosity about the sudden dance.

So, I briefly explained the events leading up to it.

“-That’s why he’s dancing now. I couldn’t really go through with it in Gwanghwamun.”

[Pine: Oh, I see.]
[Pine: I used to work with dances before too, so...]
[Pine: I’ll watch closely.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Wow.]
[You’re actually watching? LOL.]
[This is going to be hilarious.]
[Are we about to see his dance skills exposed?]
[I doubt he knows how to dance at all, LOL.]

The situation reminded me of something from the past.

Back in school, there was a friend who had to dance as a punishment in front of a crowd.

‘I wonder what he’s doing these days.’

He’s probably still dancing, I thought.

With that, I checked the camera and turned it on.

The studio interior came into view.

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Whoa, what’s this?]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Damn, this is fancy.]
[Where is this? It’s so nice.]
[Wait, didn’t you say you were broke? But you live somewhere like this?]
[Mangming: I thought you said you were broke...]
[I’m really disappointed, honestly.]
[You’re done for, LOL.]

Seeing their surprised reactions to the studio, I clarified the situation.

“This obviously isn’t my house. Harin rented this studio near Gwanghwamun for the stream.”

If I lived in a place like this, I’d stream all day.

Adjusting the camera, I ensured no one was visible in the shot except the overall studio.

“Anyway, now that we’ve chosen a song, let’s see Hoomin dance.”

I didn’t plan to make him take it seriously.

I wasn’t the type to enjoy criticizing others, but Se-young was so hilariously awkward that expecting a proper dance was unrealistic.

Leaving behind a slightly embarrassing video would be enough.

Thinking that, I adjusted the camera to focus on Se-young.

His masked face appeared on screen, trembling noticeably.

“Ugh…”

He looked utterly petrified, as if he hadn’t expected this outcome.

But I wasn’t about to let him off the hook.

“Get moving. We’ve got a lot to get through.”

The implied meaning was clear: there was no time to waste dragging this out.

Fixing my gaze on him, I made my stance obvious.

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Start dancing already.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: I’m watching closely to see how hard you try.]
[Harin: I’m watching too, LOL.]
[Pine: I’ll be checking for anything off as well.]
[This chat is scary as hell, LOL.]

The viewer count was currently—

[Viewers: 8,100]

It was a significant number.

Dancing confidently in front of so many people must have been nerve-wracking for Se-young, but this was his responsibility to handle.

Looking at him intently, I noticed—

“Ugh…”

Se-young adjusted his clothes and stood up.

And then, his strikingly built figure came into view.

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Holy crap, those are massive.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: What the hell?]
[Wow, damn.]
[That’s talent right there.]
[Harin: Oh.]
[Wait, he had those this whole time while chatting like that?]
[Ah, crap. Turns out he’s an alpha female… I’m crushed.]
[Is this even real?]

The chat’s reaction suddenly took a strange turn.

It felt like they were suddenly admiring Se-young in a bizarre, almost reverent way.

‘…What’s going on?’

In this world, was having a large chest a symbol of alpha status?

Curious but wanting to keep things moving, I spoke up.

“Alright, let’s just get on with the dance. Don’t even think about half-assing it. You’re going to do it until it’s right.”
“Ugh…”

Se-young stammered, visibly overwhelmed by the embarrassment of dancing in front of so many viewers.

Still, it couldn’t be helped.

This was his decision.

After a brief pause—

Du-du-du-dun.

The music started, played by Shin Yehwa, who was nearby.

It was a song familiar to anyone who spent much time on the internet.

However, there was one key difference:

In this world, it was usually men who danced to this song.

And now—

Dun-dun-dun!

“...Hm.”

Se-young began dancing enthusiastically.

He was putting in a lot of effort, but effort didn’t necessarily mean skill.

So, after about two minutes, I stopped him.

“...Let’s end it here.”

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Good call stopping it.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Watching that was pure agony.]
[Please kick him out, please kick him out, please kick him out.]
[What the hell did I just watch?]
[I want to die, ha…]
[Hoomin, do you want to get smacked?]
[Pine: …You didn’t practice at all, huh?]
[Harin: If you were going to show something like this, at least warn us next time…]

The chat was in utter chaos.

I could understand why.

From their perspective, it was like watching a handsome man do a cringeworthy sexy dance for two minutes straight.

‘…I feel bad.’

It felt like I’d made them watch something they shouldn’t have.

But a promise was a promise.

Shrugging it off, I shifted the topic.

“Well, Hoomin danced, so I guess it’s time for the face reveal.”

Checking the viewer count—

[Viewers: 18,291]

“Huh.”

The numbers had skyrocketed.

Several reasons came to mind.

It could be because Pine was on the stream, or maybe viewers from FTube had joined.

“Why are there so many viewers? You’re making me nervous. I’m not even that good-looking.”

I didn’t consider myself particularly handsome, which made me a bit anxious.

What if people left nasty comments about my appearance?

Adjusting the camera, I prepared for the reveal with a click of a button.

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Finally, we get to see your face.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: I’ve been curious all this time.]
[I’m really curious, honestly.]
[A face reveal is going to level up this stream like crazy, LOL.]
[This is going to be fun.]
[Harin: You won’t regret the wait. Trust me.]

After glancing at the chat for a moment—

Click.

I turned on the camera.

My face appeared on the broadcast.

“...Uh, can you see me? Feels a bit awkward.”

It looked a little different from what I saw in the mirror.

There was an odd disconnect.

Feeling self-conscious, I checked the chat.

And then—

[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Guys, seriously.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: I can’t protect you from lawsuits.]
[🗡️OmnipotentCthulhu: Keep it under control.]
[I just want to touch it, damn.]
[You’ve been temporarily removed!]
[What a ridiculously handsome bastard.]
[Screenshot taken. Off to enhance it with AI.]
[Pine: Oh.]
[Pine: You look different from what I imagined.]
[Pine: Interesting.]

The chat was flooded with inappropriate comments.

Because it was a special day, I’d allowed anyone to chat, even without a month-long follow requirement.

“…I don’t want to sue anyone, so save those comments for a memo pad. That’s just too vulgar.”

Saying that—

[Wow, please sue me. I want to see this in court.]
[It was annoying before, but hearing this face threaten lawsuits? I’m done for...]
[This chat is full of crazies, LOL.]
[Marry me, marry me, marry me, marry me...]
[Why didn’t you do a face reveal earlier with a face like that?]

The chat devolved into chaos once more.

…It seemed like it would stay that way for a while.