YouTubers of the Gender-Reversed Era

—Whoooosh!

I took a nice, long shower. The underwear soaked through with protein went straight into the washing machine.

Haaah~ That hits the spot.

I finally felt like a human being again.

Ah, she really was gorgeous. The pizza delivery girl's face still floated behind my eyelids. Of all the times for a pizza to show up — right in the middle of a session.

I looked at the pizza sitting on the living room table.

—Thud, thud.

I walked out to the living room, phone in hand, and opened the boxes. Hawaiian pizza and… cheese pizza…

Huh?

What the hell is this.

This thing looked like it was going to taste like toothpaste.

Ah, you've got to be kidding me. Why does mint chocolate pizza even exist.

I opened Baedal Minjok and checked the order history again.

Ah, shit. Damn it.

Mint chocolate pizza was sitting right there in the frequently ordered list. That was the original owner's list. I'd just clicked the wrong thing.

Ah, crap. My bad.

Not like I could ask them ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to swap it out, either.

Haaah. The visual was killer, alright — killer in the sense that I still didn't want to eat it no matter how many times I looked at it.

I grabbed a phone stand, locked the phone in place, and fired up YouTuber. Watching YouTuber while eating pizza is pure bliss.

I dropped ice into a glass and poured cola over it.

—Glug, glug, glug…

A nice, cold pour.

—Gulp, gulp…

Khaaah~

An ice-cold cola on a summer night after a shower is pure honey.

—Riiip~!

I tore off a slice of Hawaiian pizza.

—Tear!

I ripped open a hot sauce packet and drizzled it over the Hawaiian.

Nom~ Chew, chew…

Maybe it was because I hadn't had pizza in a while, but it was insanely good.

Ah, what should I watch on YouTuber?

I checked the subscription list of the phone's original owner. Full of mukbang channels.

Oh? This one looks decent.

Zzgun!

Solid subscriber count, plenty of likes.

—Click!

A cute-looking guy appeared on screen. Since I wasn't gay, I generally preferred the middle-aged-ajae style of YouTuber — easier on the eyes. But still.

Zzgun looked about 155 cm? Smaller than the average man even in this world, and scrawny to match. Compact hamster energy.

Huk.

And he was going to eat thirty servings of pork belly by himself? Well — that was kind of the point of being a mukbang YouTuber, I supposed.

A heavyset ajumma who looked like she could bench-press a car came on.

—Sizzle, sizzle~

The pork belly cooked up beautifully. Zzgun grabbed a massive pile with his tongs.

"Waaang!"

He opened wide and shoved it all in at once.

"Chew, chew…"

He chewed it thoroughly. But his mouth wasn't a vacuum cleaner — and yet the pork belly just kept going in, endlessly. In the end, Comedian Park Seongha — who looked about five times Zzgun's size — threw up both hands and both feet in surrender.

Wow. Incredible. Could that tiny body even digest all of that?

Watching the mukbang got my appetite going. Well — it was already delivered. Might as well try a bite.

—Riiip~!

I tore off a stretch of mint chocolate pizza. The chocolate and cheese pulled into long strings.

Ugh. Looked like toothpaste with cheese sprinkled on top.

I took a big bite anyway.

—Chew, chew. Nom nom!

Huh!

My eyes flew open.

What is this.

Mint chocolate, back in my original world, was toothpaste flavor I wouldn't touch even if you paid me. But in this world?

It was insanely good!

The mint aroma and sweet chocolate paired perfectly with the pizza cheese. To think I'd lived without knowing this taste existed. From this day forward, I was Team MintChoco! >,<

Before I knew it, I'd shoved the Hawaiian aside and was vacuuming down mint chocolate pizza alone.

One slice. Two ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠slices. Three slices later, my stomach was stretched tight and full.

Haaah~ Stuffed.

Time to kick back and enjoy some YouTuber, then? The webtoons dropped at midnight, so I had plenty of time until then. And — embarrassing as it was — I'd already expelled the protein, so I was deep in sage mode for a while. Even if some sultry stepmom straight out of a porno tried to seduce me right now, I was confident I could hold the line.

I typed "Boyaru" into YouTuber. Naturally, nothing came up. Guess even Brother Boya was living free from feminist discrimination in this world.

I searched for fitness YouTubers.

Oh! Hell yes. Jackpot.

Thumbnails packed with sexy women. From among them, I clicked a video from a cute YouTuber who wasn't overly muscled — just the right amount.

She was wearing a sports bra top with skin-tight spandex. And the spandex was white — so the black thong she had on underneath showed right through. That made it even hotter.

My dead monster sprang back to life at full attention.

Whoa. Look at this bastard's recovery. Practically slime-tier. How long had it even been since I blew that load, and it was already standing back up?

The sports bra could barely contain FitBlaLove's firm, full breasts. Her nipples were just barely visible through the fabric. This was less a fitness YouTuber video and more a gravure model shoot. Surviving as a woman in this world must be rough.

A pretty cute squirrel-faced guy appeared as FitBlaLove's guest. His muscles weren't particularly developed, but he had a flat stomach and a smooth build. Compared to FitBlaLove, he was dressed modestly — a sleeveless tee and Adidas track pants. About 165 cm tall.

The comment section on the video was going absolutely feral.

I got curious too, so I scrubbed the cursor to 3:52 and hit play.

FitBlaLove grabbed Squirrel Lee Hanyeong's knees and pressed them down. Her firm, full breasts pressed right up against his back. Precisely because it wasn't outright porn, it was even hotter.

But the real key point was this:

Squirrel Lee Hanyeong's moans. With every stretch, he let out sounds that belonged in a porno. It was more than enough to get those perverted women off.

Ugh. I can't watch this.

Women might love it, but any man who wasn't gay was hitting pass. I closed FitBlaLove's video.

Instead of this, let's search the YouTuber rankings.

I typed "YouTuber rankings" into the search bar. Sure enough, there was an explainer-nerd video breaking down the rankings.

—Click!

Ah, this is boring as hell. The speed Koreans hate most. Goddamn it. A rankings reveal video that's twenty minutes long? You greedy bitch. Working overtime to milk that ad revenue. Really putting in the work.

But looking at the comments, some enlightened soul had cleanly summarized the whole ranking in a comment.

Looking at the rankings HalfACat had put together:

1st: Ear-Feast ASMR.

Of course — ASMR was thriving in this world too. I clicked through and skimmed it. Colorful, pretty jellies going crunch crunch. Ice going crack crack. Looked pretty, sounded great. In reality, though, you were probably gagging on a pile of food coloring that tasted like nothing.

2nd: Cheerful Jaehee's Family.

Ah. Family YouTubers were a thing in this world too. The clean-cut guy named Jaehee was the core of the whole channel. Handsome in a proper way, easygoing personality. The whole family was cheerful. Looking at the comments, it seemed like they'd gotten completely destroyed once for undisclosed ads and then clawed their way back.

YouTuber income alone was nearly 400 million won a month. Annual salary: 4.8 billion. And that was just from view revenue. Factor in ad deals and this guy was a walking corporation.

Wow! Just turn on the stream and take a dump and money rolls in. I'm so jealous.

3rd: Zzgun.

I'd just watched this one, so pass. Among mukbang channels, Zzgun was number one. A cute guy with a tiny frame who could put away food — of course he was popular.

Shit. Should I quit my job and try mukbang myself?

I looked down at the three-and-a-half pizza slices I'd just eaten and my ballooned-out stomach.

Ah. Never mind. Abandon ship. Try announcing a mukbang stream, eat three slices of pizza, and turn the broadcast off. Dislikes would outnumber likes.

4th was, of course, Mukbang Hamster.

Somewhere between a young guy and an ajusshi — a reasonably human face. I watched a bit of his video; he ate with real relish. Fair enough — eating a lot mattered, but eating well mattered too.

5th through 7th were mostly kids' YouTubers. No interest, so pass.

8th. Game YouTuber FallAsleep.

Huh? Now this one had my attention.

A pretty-boy YouTuber named FallAsleep. I watched a bit — MimeCraft, ROL, StarshipCraft, that kind of game content. VJ FallAsleep streamed on Twinch as well as YouTuber. Double income. YouTuber view revenue alone was 100 million a month. With Twinch on top, at least 150 million.

Shit. If it's making money by playing games, I've got this. And looks-wise, I was clearly better than FallAsleep.

I hit Subscribe for now. First step: study FallAsleep's Twinch streams and copy them exactly. Imitation is the mother of success, after all.

All kinds of fantasies spun through my head. I still needed living expenses, so I couldn't quit the company yet. I'd need to buy streaming gear, too. For a while, I'd just stream on Twinch on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠weekends. If the response was good, I'd upload videos to YouTuber as well.

The fantasy of printing money through Twinch and YouTuber…

Hehehe……

I was grinning so hard my mouth hung open.

Once the monthly income got big enough, first thing I'd do was buy a Lamborghini. A pretty boy rolling up in a Lambo — how cool would that be? And then I'd hire an insanely hot female secretary. No MeToo movement here, after all. Have a little fun with the secretary, too. Get a membership at a high-end gym and seduce a sexy personal trainer while I was at it. Looking at those fitness YouTubers, the private female trainers had killer bodies.

In a gender-reversed world, even if a man touched a woman's body or sexually harassed her, it got waved off as a joke. Flip it around — if a woman casually touched a man's body, she got reported for sexual harassment. If found guilty, she paid a fine. In serious cases, not only prison time but an electronic ankle monitor.

And the funniest part of all: even if the sex was consensual, if the man filed a report, the woman got arrested. So money-hungry guys would sleep with famous politicians or celebrities and then report them. For image reasons, the politician or celebrity would want a settlement. Settle, and the man walked away with a massive payout.