Gender Swap: The Introvert’s Broadcast

[What’s this about giving away a small prize?]
[Isn’t he giving something super expensive?]
[How much is he planning to give? ㄷㄷ]
[🗡️Omniscient Cthulhu: Chupa Chups, that’s a solid choice lol]
[Not just anything, but Chupa Chups is legit... ]
[Small prize (a piece of gum)]
[Gum is fine, I guess]
[If you’re editing this much, shouldn’t you at least send over a chicken?]

“Why should I send over a chicken? It’s not like I have a lot of money.”

I was already stressing over just buying a chicken, so why should I send one?

That thought came naturally.

I wasn’t exactly rolling in wealth right now.

[That’s true.]
[🗡️Omniscient Cthulhu: But sending a chicken is worth it.]
[🗡️Omniscient Cthulhu: If you send one now, you can use them for life...]
[Oh.]
[As expected, the manager is sharp lol.]
[Haha.]
[Jeeeee~]
[Kang Hoo-min here: If you’re gonna send a chicken, just send it to me.]
[Kang’s attack on his own manager, haha.]

Later, I thought I’d send a small prize after leaving a mail, but for now, I continued the broadcast.

Chirp, chirp.

I heard the sound of birds chirping.

At the same time, the bright sunlight gently caressed my eyelids.

I felt all the fatigue in my body disappear.

Then, I felt a chill.

“Hold on.”

I woke up from my sleep, and the fatigue was completely gone.

This could only mean one thing.

I had overslept.

I immediately picked up the phone next to me to check the time.

[1:13 PM]

“Wow…”

My whole body was shaking.

I wasn’t sure if I was seeing it right.

My designated start time was 9 AM.

But now it was 1 PM.

“I need to hurry.”

If I’m any later, it’ll be a bit troublesome.

I was already late, but it was still better than not going at all.

I ran for a while and arrived at the café.

My phone had 16 missed calls stacked up.

Ding!

As soon as the door opened and I quickly entered, Shin Yewha was diligently making coffee again today.

I felt a bit sorry.

She was handling the lunch rush on her own.

“Really sorry. I didn’t mean to, I just overslept.”

I was being sincere.

I hadn’t skipped work much up until now.

“It wasn’t that many customers, so it wasn’t that tough. It’s okay.”
“Still, you must’ve had a hard time while I wasn’t here...”
“Next time, please contact me if you’re going to be late.”
“Okay.”

I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to contact her about oversleeping, but I nodded.

It was entirely my fault.

I kept apologizing and quickly got to work.

It was the right thing to do, working hard since I was late.

‘Guess I got carried away with the flow and streamed way too much yesterday.’

The game went well yesterday, and the broadcast was fun, so I streamed until around 4 AM. I probably overslept because of that.

The viewers who came in the early morning were really lively.

There was a big difference between streaming at night and streaming in the early morning.

The viewers’ way of talking was different.

While I was having these thoughts, I heard Yewha speaking.

‘Wait a second.’

Yesterday’s incident came to mind.

It was when Kang Hoo-min had insulted me.

I had hastily left the stream, so I didn’t know what happened after that.

But I didn’t think the response would have been very good.

“Here’s the coffee you ordered.”

I handed over the coffee and got a short break.

During this time, I opened Red on my phone.

Normally, I’d go straight to the Ifrit gallery, but today, I had another gallery to check.

It was the Streamer Gallery.

It was a place where all kinds of stories about people broadcasting on Twis were discussed.

‘The rumors aren’t great though.’

The rumors weren’t exactly positive.

There were malicious rumors that had pushed a broadcaster to the brink, and many people with bad reputations hung around there, but I couldn’t just ignore it.

Since I was streaming on Twis, after all.

[Streamer Gallery]

“Hmm.”

I hoped there wouldn’t be too many posts about me.

If I were mentioned here, it wouldn’t exactly be in a good way.

With that thought in mind, I searched for “Dama.”

[Dama]

I cautiously clicked the search button—

“Ha.”

I found many posts that had Dama in them.

It was dizzying.

There shouldn’t have been this many posts.

I wanted to stream a bit longer, so I started feeling anxious as I checked the post with the most comments.

[Author: oo(110.12)]
[Title: What are Mangming and Harin doing at that shitty broadcast?]
[Content: Seriously, that Dama guy, who calls himself a man, goes to some shitty broadcast and gets off while not even turning on the stream. It’s so damn annoying lol.]

I was taken aback.

What had I done to deserve this kind of baseless malice from someone I didn’t even know?

It was ridiculous, and I checked the comments.

L: They just say he’s a man, lol.
L: If he’s a man, he’ll be all excited seeing the ‘heh-heh’ behavior...
L: These bastards are being sneaky in the comment section lol. Just write a comment openly, please.
N: Manggi-dog, hi.
N: Manggi-dog spotted lol
L: So creepy, just lol.
N: Seriously, this kind of post is already shady.
N: Shady GOAT.
L: Stop watching those weird male cam broadcasts and just play Reore.
N: It’s not a male cam, you idiot...
N: It’s lesbian... At least watch the broadcast before you criticize it.
N: Seriously, you’re such an idiot lol.

This wasn’t the first time I’d received baseless malice, but to be treated like this in the Streamer Gallery felt particularly absurd.

So, I left a comment.

Of course, I logged out before doing so.

‘Better not leave a comment with my real account in case they track me down.’

It was better to eliminate the risk.

With that thought, I left the comment.@@novelbin@@

L: Hmm, yeah, yeah, but you can’t do anything anyway.

I left a very calm comment and was about to check other posts when I sensed Shin Yewha approaching, so I quickly closed Red and opened Instagram instead.

Since it’s an app used by many regular people, it didn’t seem like anything suspicious.

A little later.

“Hmm? Jihoo, you have an Instagram too?”

“Oh, yeah.”

I had created the account, but I never really used it.

It was just for appearances, to blend in with regular people.

I didn’t even know what features it had.

I mainly used it to follow friends from university.

“So, can you tell me your ID? I want to follow you.”

“Sure.”

This wasn’t awkward for me at all since this kind of thing happened often at university.

Even if we weren’t super close, following each other on Instagram wasn’t unusual.

With that thought, I gave her my ID.

“Then I’ll follow you too.”

“Okay.”

We both followed each other.

‘I wonder what Shin Yewha’s profile looks like.’

My profile doesn’t even show my face.

Out of curiosity, I clicked her profile, and a rather revealing photo popped up.

I was startled by the sudden exposure, but I didn’t panic. I just checked the screen for a moment.

Unlike my barren profile, her profile had many pictures.

There were photos of her with friends at the beach, and many from her trips.

She must have enjoyed university life much more than I did.

Personally, I wasn’t that fond of group trips.

So, I thought to myself, Yewha seems to be living life fully, and was about to turn off my phone when—

“Hmm? Jihoo, you go to Seoyeon University too?”

“Oh, yeah.”

I didn’t usually tell people which university I went to.

It felt a bit like bragging.

I wouldn’t bring it up unless they asked first.

While thinking about that—

“I go to the same university too. I didn’t know you went there. I found out from your Instagram intro.”

“Huh?”

I was wondering if I was hearing this correctly.

That Shin Yewha and I were going to the same university?

It was surprising for a moment.

We continued talking after that.

“I’m in Computer Science.”
“Oh, Computer Science is nice.”

I’m in Business Administration, so I don’t have much chance to interact with Computer Science majors.

Honestly, I wasn’t even close to people in my own major.

Thinking this, I spoke up.

“So, Yewha, you’re on a leave of absence now?”
“Yeah, I am. What about you, Jihoo?”
“I’m also on a leave of absence. University was getting a bit tough.”

We ended up sharing a bit more personal information than I’d expected, but we had a lot in common, so the conversation continued naturally.

“I’m taking that elective, and the professor really...”
“He’s pretty picky, yeah. That professor.”

At that moment, while we were talking about an unusually picky professor—

Ding!

“Hey, coffee for you.”

Yeram opened the door and walked in.