Chapter 33: The Simps' Wrath Over the Secret Duo - After Dying and Coming Back to Life, the Former Tiny Streamer Turned Industry Giant is Obsessed with Me

Backdooring. And not just any backdoor, but one with someone who looked like a guy—a duo that could send public opinion straight into freefall. For a full three hours, no less! If she'd done it solo, there wouldn't have been any issue, but she just had to pair up with a man.

Of course, there was no hard proof it was a guy, but the fact that it looked that way was the problem.

The simps had executed every single thing a female streamer must never do, and I couldn't help but be impressed by how cleanly they'd pulled it off.

Of all the textbook mistakes, she had to make the most classic one?

"...Haa."

I felt the urge to offer some advice, but honestly, there was no reason I should care. Even if she was part of Infinite ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Noir like RenaPpi, my job was strictly limited to managing ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her chatroom.

Yeah. Not my problem.

Truth be told, the best way to handle a riot like this on a forum was to ignore it completely. These things only blew up on internet boards anyway, and the online world changed topics faster than anywhere else. Fresh news today turned into stale bait and brain-rot tomorrow in that chaotic space.

Odds were high that this bait would cool off quick, and some other streamer would end up on the chopping block—getting flak or praise instead.

Plus, Minaero was a virtual streamer under Infinite Noir, so she wasn't some amateur. She'd handle it herself, right? No need for me to butt in.

But the moment I thought that, an image popped into my head: RenaPpi—I-se—smiling brightly at me.

Her face full of endless gratitude, fussing over this and that for me.

She's so good to me...

From what I'd gathered, RenaPpi was Infinite Noir's leader. Like when Sena caused a stir with her broadcast, any drama with team members seemed to splash back on her unfairly.

Whether it was fair or not, rumors about members did affect her.

Maybe I should check it out a bit?

Yeah. I had time to kill anyway, nothing else to do. If Minaero cared about the backlash even a little, I could drop a line or two.

With that rationalization, I slowly scrolled through the forum's sentiment.

This is bad. The opinion is unified.

Usually, these baits fizzled out fast when the streamer's fans threw up shields. Fans would push back with "forced bait" logic—refusing to even hear the controversy, posting distractions, or sparking pointless streamer vs. streamer wars to shift focus.

But Minaero's case was different. The shielding simps were near zero, and anti-fan posts dominated the recommendations.

This pointed to two possibilities.

First: A streamer whose core content wasn't yuksu boiling. No simps to scratch, so hate posts got ignored. Rare case—without targets, even anti posts rarely hit the top recs. No fun writing for an empty audience.

Second: Simps couldn't shield because public opinion had tanked too hard.

Truth was, simps didn't sweat their streamer's morals or scandals much. They were sweet folks at heart. Moral slip-ups, massive trolling in games? Surprisingly forgiving.

The one thing simps wouldn't forgive: Their pot—the one simmering them—failing to deliver the fantasy they craved.

Minaero messing up words, sucking at games, or being a bit rude? Fine. Forgivable.

But shattering the fantasy they sought from her? Those sweet simps turned ruthless, ditching her for a pot that would simmer them properly.

And what was that fantasy? Varied wildly.

Fantasy as a girl-friend: "She's a fellow ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠homebody otaku gamer virgin like me—we'll geek out over games!" Shattered if she hit clubs.

As an idol: Always shining bright. Crushed if she found admirers annoying or beneath her.

As a flirt: That sweet, budding romance vibe. Wrecked if she got too cozy with another male streamer—or did a real couple thing, not fan roleplay.

To outsiders, simps looked pathetic, foolish. But like idols, anyone thriving on fan fantasies bore that weight.

Consider where her rice, gas, AC bills came from.

And simps weren't idiots. Lonely souls craving warm connections. Even if not a true homebody, playing the role on stream satisfied them.

Rarely did simps demand the "real" her. Mostly, they just wanted the fantasy safe.

"Don't get caught" mirrored young idol fandoms.

If a streamer hated this, stop boiling simps. No yuksu trade? Anti-bait fizzles harmlessly.

First, scope her streams.

Key was her broadcast style. Even a shocking backdoor could be salvaged depending on type.

Virtual streamers varied. If her usual vibe was chill and casual, spin it as "tier grinding with a pro" or shrug it off—core fans wouldn't budge.

I searched Minaero on YouTube.

The Simps' Wrath Over the Secret Duo

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