Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: You Want Me to Stream with a V-Tuber?
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Normally, I didn't drop into streams with more viewers than mine. But if there was a personal connection like with Dokgo Hwayeon, that was a different story.
-Jae-ho1: Hello! Leader!
[Oh! What’s this? It’s Jae-ho... right?]
She almost slipped into casual speech out of habit but caught herself. Good thing.
-Jae-ho1: I stopped by to say thanks for the donation earlier.
[Ah! You didn’t have to...]
Despite her words, a smile played on Dokgo Hwayeon’s lips. A pretty big one, too. She seemed genuinely happy I’d dropped in.
-Jae-ho1: Wipe that smile off your face first before saying that.
[Ack! Ahem, what are you talking about? Smile?]
-Jae-ho1: Too late to wipe it now. I already saw it.
[Wh-what did you see? Pervert.]
-Jae-ho1: Hey, why bring up pervert there? You’re all covered up anyway—I couldn’t see anything even if I wanted to.
[What? So you’re saying you’d have looked if I wasn’t?]
-Jae-ho1: Ahem, I’m a guy. Can’t help it.
[And you didn’t? I’m disappointed. Trainee Park Jae-ho! Hmph!]
Our chemistry was definitely clicking. I was probably the only guy she bantered with this comfortably.
-Jae-ho1: Sorry. But your figure’s too good—I couldn’t help myself.
[M-my figure’s good?]
-Jae-ho1: Yeah. Facts are facts.
[I-is that so? Ahem. F-fine, I’ll let it slide this once.]
-Jae-ho1: Whoa! Thank you!
I chatted naturally with Dokgo Hwayeon. The viewers ate it up.
-Kya! The real wife is Dokgo Hwayeon after all!
-An Young crew, Heyni squad, get out!
-Nuna!
-These two are low-key sweet.
-I’m Etking fan but I ship them.
Even her fans were warming up to me. We did make a good pair.
‘Though they’d riot if we actually dated.’
I kept chatting with Dokgo Hwayeon a bit longer.
-Jae-ho1: Oh! Right! If I want, could you teach me more martial arts?
[Of course! Once a master, always a master! Come learn from me anytime.]
-Jae-ho1: Thank you! As expected of the leader!
I figured I’d ask her if any questions came up while training.
If any came up, that is. Nothing so far.
Anyway, we’d talked plenty. Time to wrap up.
-Jae-ho1: So, when do we collab on content?
[I’m down!]
-Jae-ho1: For real? I’ll set it up this time. Come on my stream once.
[Oh? Think you can handle me?]
Not many people outright scouted Dokgo Hwayeon like this. Almost none, really.
But knowing her, she wouldn’t turn me down.
-Jae-ho1: Totally! I’ll cook up something fun!
[Looking forward to it. You better scout me.]
-Jae-ho1: Yep!
I’d accidentally locked in a collab with Dokgo Hwayeon.
Of course, no content planned yet. But her word was solid enough.
‘Another cheat code unlocked?’
Bikini content, now the Dokgo Hwayeon card. Guaranteed 50k viewers easy. Rock solid.
And with that, my raid was a success.
Viewers hit 30k peak.
Plus, I networked and scored a collab.
Couldn’t be more perfect.
***
“Jae-ho! Over here!”
“Ah, got it.”
I followed the booming voice.
This was Dokgo Hwayeon’s café.
And here I was, meeting my editor Dam-bi after a while.
Ah, not that I’d scheduled with Dokgo Hwayeon. This was just the cleanest café around.
Man, packed even on a weekday afternoon. Must be raking it in.
I headed to Dam-bi in the corner and sat down.
“Long time no see. Hope you’ve been well?”
“Of course. Doing great.”
I was the boss, Dam-bi the employee. Banter would’ve been fine. But he was older. And had that intimidating look.
So we stuck to polite speech. Suited me fine.
Anyway, not a random meetup.
I dove into a meeting-like talk.
“You need more staff?”
“Yes, Jae-ho. Broadcast source material’s piling up.”
“Isn’t that good?”
“It is. But we need more editors for it.”
“I see.”
Big corps had 2-3 editors easy. He had a point.
“A-and we need a manager too.”
“Manager?”
“Yeah. Even if you handle everything solo, Jae-ho, it’s time for a manager.”
“Hmm...”
I nodded.
Up till now, I’d managed schedules, brainstormed ideas, scouted guests, paid fees, handled them—all solo.
But limits were hitting. I’d leveled up.
‘Fair point.’
I nodded again. Spot on.
Ads were flooding in. No time to vet them. Missing out on deals.
“So, just hire editor and manager?”
“Ah, no. Need a new place too.”
“Place?”
“Yeah. Time to move or set up a new studio.”
“Hmm...”
I grimaced. Agreed, but...
My place was tiny. Couldn’t host big groups.
Problem was...
“Ahem, you know new places need deposit upfront...”
“R-right. Money’s the issue.”
If I had cash, I’d move tomorrow.
‘Got about 30 mil now?’
Streamer training paid big. Thanks to Dokgo Hwayeon and Chairman’s donations.
But expenses too: editor salary, guest fees, content costs. Not cheap.
Still, 30 mil in two months. Insane.
‘Decent spot in Seoul for 30 mil deposit?’
Maybe if I hunted. But no time. That’s the issue.
Dam-bi didn’t bring this up lightly.
“S-so, how about an ad deal?”
“Ad?”
Ads didn’t just come to me. People pitched Dam-bi when I was swamped.
I pondered, face scrunched.
Not against ads. But botched ones tanked careers. Hesitant.
‘Bad product drags the streamer down too.’
But cash was urgent. New place, hires.
I nodded. Hear it out first.
“No coin ads, though.”
“N-no kidding!”
“Knew I could count on you, Dam-bi. What’s the ad?”
“W-well...”
Dam-bi trailed off, gauging me. Uncharacteristic for that bulk.
‘What ad’s got him like that?’
Thought underwear or adult site. Would explain the face.
But no.
“G-game company reached out.”
“Oh, game? Sounds good.”
I perked up. Love games. And they pay well. No wonder.
“B-but not a normal game.”
“Not normal? Adult game or what?”
“No. It’s... VR World.”
“VR World?”
I knew it. Create avatar, chat, explore maps.
V-Tubers loved it.
“So what’s the issue?”
“Uh... you’d stream with V-Tubers.”
“Ah...”
Come to think, no V-Tuber collabs yet. All human(?) streamers.
Dam-bi must’ve worried I’d balk.
“Ah, I like V-Tubers too.”
“R-really?!”
His face lit up. First time seeing him that happy.
“Yeah. Why’re you so into it?”
“Ah, w-well... I’m a big V-Tuber fan...”
“Ah...”
Didn’t match the gangster vibe, but whatever. Edit well, we’re good.
“So you pitched me VR World?”
“Y-yeah, and the pay’s huge...”
“How much?”
“20 mil.”
“I’m in.”
I grabbed Dam-bi’s hand tight.
Prime ad gig.
My editor delivers.