LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 13
“Are you not working on design anymore?”
“I’m planning to focus on broadcasting for a while.”
The broadcast ended, and I chatted with Ji-yeon about various things.
My future direction, Ji-yeon’s school life, thoughts about broadcasting, and so on…
The everyday stories surrounding us.
I answered all the questions thrown my way sincerely, but I had no idea how Ji-yeon felt about it.
Did she have any doubts about the different 모습 of her sister?
But what could I do? This is just me.
I couldn’t imitate Ji-eun’s 모습, which I knew nothing about.
Since I had become who I am, I didn’t even want to follow her.
This is my true self.
After having dinner and broadcasting, it soon grew dark outside.
So I had to reluctantly send Ji-yeon home.
But sending a girl home alone at this late hour is dangerous.
Ji-yeon’s appearance was quite beautiful, resembling Ji-eun, making it even more so.
In this harsh world, she could easily be harmed on her way home at night.
So what else could I do in this room?
I tried hard to deny the solution that popped into my head.
I knew rationally that it was the right thing to do, but somehow I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
It would be a simple matter to let Ji-yeon stay the night and send her home in the morning.
But suggesting that she sleep over felt… weird.
Could it be that there’s still some masculinity within me?
As I was hesitating, Ji-yeon cautiously asked,
“Sis… Can I sleep over?”
“Sure, you can sleep over.”
“Really?”
I answered affirmatively to her cautious question.
No matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t send her out at this hour.
But as soon as I gave her permission, Ji-yeon seemed to show her joy by bouncing around as if she was experiencing something for the first time at her sister’s place.
That doubt was resolved by Ji-yeon’s follow-up statement.
“Why are you suddenly letting me sleep over today? You always sent me home saying you wanted to be alone.”
Hmm, so the original Ji-eun was quite cold, huh.
It seemed that Ji-yeon had visited more than a couple of times, but was rejected every time.
Did she not love her younger sister?
It was a mystery.
Naturally, my small one-room apartment didn’t have extra blankets or pillows.
The only ones were the ones I used to sleep with.
I planned to let Ji-yeon sleep on the bed while I took the chair, but,
I had to reluctantly move after Ji-yeon’s suggestion of sleeping together in bed.
Fortunately, I had a long body pillow, which somewhat solved the pillow problem, but to share the small blanket, we had to sleep close together.
The super single bed was just right for one but rather cramped for two.
Ji-yeon patted the bed excitedly, urging me to lay down.
“You go inside. I’ll sleep outside.”
“What if you roll off and fall while sleeping outside? I’ll sleep outside.”
I opted for the outside position, intending to sneak out once Ji-yeon fell asleep.
But her expression turned a bit nostalgic at my words.
“You remember how I used to fall off the bed while sleeping as a kid? I thought you had forgotten.”
Did my words bring back memories of our childhood together?
I had just said that as an excuse.
As Ji-yeon paused in reflection, she quickly shook her head.
“No, you sleep on the inside. I’m all grown up now, so I won’t roll off anymore.”
As she smiled cutely, she sealed my escape route.
Once I obediently settled on the inside, she added,
“And if you’re really worried… we can sleep like this.”
Saying that, Ji-yeon moved closer and hugged me tightly.
Honestly, to make the best use of the cramped super single bed, this close proximity might be the way to go.
But efficiency is one thing, and my embarrassment is another.
On top of that, Ji-yeon was subtly touching my body.
Mainly my arms and stomach, saying they felt nice to touch.
When she reached for my chest for the same reason, I did my best to stop her.
No matter how I thought about it, that seemed a bit much.
Not knowing how to maintain a suitable distance between girls, I just awkwardly shifted around.
I also wasn’t the kind of person who could just push away a sister who clung to me affectionately.
“It’s hot…”
“Hehe.”
Ji-yeon kept chuckling as I squirmed in embarrassment.
On the outside, you couldn’t tell, but Ji-yeon was taller than me.
Ji-eun didn’t seem short, but perhaps it was because her proportions made her legs look long.
So, while it was Ji-yeon hugging me, it looked like I was the one cuddled up in her arms.
After a while of tossing and turning in discomfort, I felt her steady breathing beside me.
Eventually, I too drifted off to sleep.
Strangely, the embrace felt cozy.
*
“Make sure to eat well, and reply to my messages!”
The next morning, I sent Ji-yeon off after giving her my advice.
When she mentioned coming over to my place someday, I mumbled about trying my best.
Even though I wasn’t thrilled about it, it was hard to refuse when Ji-yeon kept asking.
Seeing her face turn upset was truly tough.
After sending Ji-yeon off, I started today’s broadcast.
I had plenty of time left, so I figured streaming might be better.
Mollru is live!
‘Gentle Morning Broadcast’
“Hello.”
[Molha (meaning ‘Mollru’)]
[Good morning, teacher ^^]
[Are you living in New York?]
[If you say it’s morning, then it’s morning! Don’t talk so much.]
[Sua pretending not to stream, but here she is again.]
[A morning show that quietly kills people.]
[Please turn on the cam.]
[Can you mix your breathing a bit more into your speech?]
[Here I am, my adult video.]
The chats were coming in quickly.
For sure, there were a few comments that would make Ji-yeon uncomfortable.
Mainly malicious mockery and sexual harassment aimed at me.
For someone like me, who had faced the cold realities of society, those comments didn’t faze me too much.
But it was a given that Ji-yeon would start tuning in to my streams now that she knew I was broadcasting.
So I couldn’t just leave them be.
How troublesome.
Should I just tell Ji-yeon not to watch my streams?
That would be the simplest solution, but I didn’t think she would listen.
Let’s just think of it as a good thing.
Managing the chat cleanly is likely important for the influx of viewers that will come in the future.
If they feel the chat atmosphere doesn’t suit them, many viewers won’t stick around.
“I’m planning to hire a chat manager. Is there anyone interested?”
[Me!]
[Me!]
[Me!]
[Nana!]
[Me!]
[Hand up!]
[I’ll do it!]
[Manager@@@@]
As soon as I spoke, viewers rushed in like bees.
I was taken aback by the sheer number of responses.
So many people were willing to volunteer for this job?
I expected only a few would apply.
I thought I could just pick one from a small pool.
But as I contemplated this, I wondered if the viewers were misunderstanding something.
“Um… do you all know what a chat manager does?”
[Professional keyboard warrior.]
[Isn’t it just moderation?]
[Haha, moderation is what they call it.]
[Moderation or professional keyboard warrior, it’s the same thing.]
[You manage the chat.]
[They’re probably all trolls and don’t know the difference.]
“Yes, my chat manager will help manage the chat during my broadcasts. However, I can’t promise any payment or anything like that since I’m still new to streaming and I can’t afford it…”
[Payment?]
[It’s cool with me ^^]
[You’re apologizing for something that is obvious.]
[If I become a manager, will I be able to contact you privately?]
[Get out of here!]
[Geez, you shameless bastard.]
Why are they so curious about a streamer who hasn’t even shown her face?
Have female streamers always had to deal with such viewers?
“Contacting me privately… probably not. But you can send me whispers through the switch. There might be things to pass along.”
[Your secret whispers, oh my!]
[That’s a reward in itself! Haha.]
[Applications are flooding in.]
“The chat management would involve dealing with spam, excessive cursing, or sexual harassment. My sister mentioned she felt uncomfortable watching because of it.”
[It’s a bit awkward for family to see.]
[Who wouldn’t feel embarrassed?]
[That’s just how trolls are.]
[What an honor to support you from so close!]
“So, I’ll be picking someone to help out.”
The support continued to pour in, and I was taken aback once more.
Chat manager.
Or in other words, unpaid slave.
A hard task that required watching over the chat every time I streamed.
Because they would need to keep an eye on the chat, they wouldn’t be able to enjoy the broadcast fully, no matter how fun it was.
And there’s no payment for this job either.
Why would anyone want to do this?
In the community I used to frequent, there was a system where those who committed infractions became moderators.
Moderators would manage posts to ensure users could enjoy the community without issues.
But those moderators also worked without any compensation.
Naturally, it was rare for someone to volunteer for the management role.
Those who spent time in the community had to be the first to see unpleasant posts and delete them.
Not only would they lose spare time, but they also endured mental fatigue from seeing things they’d rather not.
It was a job everyone wanted to avoid.
Thus, those who had erred themselves became moderators.
Then, if another offender appeared, they’d pass on the job of moderation.
Users might scoff at those moderators while also fearing the day they might become one themselves.
That irony kept a balance in the community.
Having grown up in such a wild culture, this situation felt all too unfamiliar to me now.
“Hmm… how do I pick someone for this?”
Many hands were raised in front of me.
Out of that crowd, choosing just one was going to be a monumental task.
I initially thought of picking one and adding more if it seemed insufficient.
Should I just pick multiple people instead?
I was deep in thought when…
[Rain donated 100,000 won!]
-Please let me be the manager!
“Uh, thank you for the 100,000 won donation… you want to be the manager? The thing is, we have too many applicants right now…”
[Rain donated 100,000 won!]
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-I’ll be the manager.
“Should we do that?”
It seemed like too much money to turn down.