D-30 to the Extinction of Korean Men

"Haha, this is just ridiculous. Is this for real, fellas?"

Looking at the post and comments pinned at the very top of the community site I frequently visited made my head spin.

But that wasn't the real problem. The real problem was that not a single soul answered my loud question.

"Stop lurking, fuck! Type something in the chat!"

The stream I had started with such high hopes was facing utter ruin.

"Fuck..."

Women-only this, gaze rape that—none of that shit mattered to me right now. My urgent priority was finding content to save my dying stream.

I kept browsing various online communities, but everywhere I went, the forums were boiling over with talk about this damn campaign pledge.

As I spent ages digging through browser tabs, a sudden flash of inspiration struck me.

I immediately snapped my phone into its mount, shoved a portable charger into my bag, and headed outside.

My destination was Bucheon Station.

Whew... Fuck. Thank god I set up my place near here.

I had sworn to myself that I would never become one of those pathetic losers, but right now, I had no choice.

To be honest, I had set up shop near Bucheon Station just in case my stream flopped, but I really hadn't wanted to get mixed up with these kinds of guys.

Shaking off the depressing thoughts, I approached a group of guys standing in front of me.

"Bros!"

At my shout, three men turned their heads.

"What's up?"

"This is no time to be standing around shooting the shit!"

"Haha, who the hell are you? A newbie? I was getting bored hanging out with these bastards anyway. Got something fun going on?"

It was annoying how these tattooed guys were acting all high and mighty, but right now, I needed their help.

"I mean, fuck, the presidential campaign pledges are a total shitshow right now! They're saying if a guy looks at a woman for just twenty seconds, they'll throw him in jail! Fuck, are we just going to sit back and take this?!"

I didn't need to know the exact details, nor did I want to.

Bait. I needed fuel to grab their interest and get their pig-like bodies moving.

"What? Fuck, what are you talking about?"

One of them began staring intently at his phone.

"Wait! Fuck, the Gaze Rape Law? Those motherfuckers!"

As expected, their expressions filled with intrigue as they looked at me.

"So? What do you want to do about it?"

"What else? We do what we do best! Follow me!"

I marched forward without looking back. I knew they would follow.

I just started shouting, letting whatever happens happen.

"Abolish the Gaze Rape Law!!"

"Abolish it!!!"

Sure enough, the voices of the three men following me echoed from behind. I immediately began rounding up every other streamer in sight.

"Bros!! Fuck, this is no time to be doing that! Get behind me, quick!"

"W-what's going on?!"

With eager expressions, they fell in line behind me like magnets every time I called out.

Heh. Fuck, look at the viewer count rising.

Glancing at my phone screen, I saw the viewer count climbing rapidly.

"Seriously, fuck, fellas! Is this right?! A Gaze Rape Laaaaaaw!!! Fellas, this is no time to just be watching the stream! Give me your strength, support me!"

Hehehe.

I swallowed a laugh, thrilled that my subtle baiting for donations had worked.

"Abolish the Gaze Rape Law!!!"

"Abolish it!!!"

Shouting at the front of the pack, I scanned the surroundings. Just then, a guy who looked to be in his twenties caught my eye. I marched straight up to him.

"Hey, fuck, mister!"

"What? What's wrong?!"

"Fuck, you just looked at me, didn't you? Don't you know looking at someone for more than twenty seconds is gaze rape?!"

"W-what? What kind of bullshit is that?!"

"Right? Right? It is bullshit, isn't it? But that's exactly what's going to happen in thirty days! Fuck, are you just going to stand there and watch?"

Glancing sideways at the chat, I saw it was flowing exactly as I intended.

Just then, another donation alert popped up.

I turned around, led the crowd again, and repeated the same stunt a few more times.

"T-that motherfucker is gaze-raping us! Report him, report him!"

"Call the cops! Dial the number!"

"Hey, officers! We're getting fucking gaze-raped right now! Get over here quick!"

I didn't think anyone would actually call the police, but it didn't matter.

I figured that with a crowd this size, other citizens would have reported us and the police would show up anyway.

I didn't panic.

In fact, I was waiting for them.

"Excuse me, gentlemen!"

After wandering the streets for a bit, the police approached us quickly, just as expected.

"Sigh... What do you think you're doing?!"

"No, fuck. Why are you yelling at us?! Lock those bastards up quick! They keep gaze-raping us! Fuck!"

"What nonsense are you talking about... You know you can't gather like this, right? Disperse immediately!"

"No, fuck! In this pussy-worshipping country, fellow Korean men need to stick together... How can you do this? Disperse?! Don't you know you guys could lose your badges and end up in prison in a month too?!"

"Sigh... It seems you've been fooled by some rumors, but that's not going to happen, so please go home."

"What do you mean rumors?! In this shitty world where there are hundreds of women-only benefits, can you guarantee that law won't be made?!"

"......"

I was just spouting whatever came to mind. But seeing the serious expressions on the young officers' faces, I got excited and shouted even louder.

"Fuck, you just stared at me for over twenty seconds, didn't you? The police are gaze-raping me!! We need to throw these rapist bastards into the holding cell right now!"

"Yeah! You rapist bastards!"

"Stop looking! Fuck, lower your eyes!!!"

Emboldened by my words, the crowd behind me got even more excited and shouted louder.

Watching the chat and donations fly by, I cheered inwardly once again.

"A-ah! I don't care, just disperse immediately! This is your second warning! If you disobey orders one more time, we will arrest you!"

I slunk backward at the officers' stern warning.

"What?! Arrest? Fuck, try it! Try it, you rapist bastards!"

"I'm the Grand Prime Minister of Bucheon! Go ahead and drag me away, huh! Try dragging me away!"

"Just because you're cops doesn't mean you can do whatever you want! You guys are potential rapists too, you bastards!"

There were plenty of people willing to stand up in my place, so I needed to look for my next piece of content.

"Disperse! Disperse! The final warning has been given! We are actually arresting you this time!"

Despite the final warning, a few attention-starved streamers disobeyed the order and shoved their bodies forward.

"Arrest me then. Go ahead!"

Crash, bang, thud, thud.

"Argh!"

"You guys are the ones ruining South Korea, you pigs!"

They screamed at the top of their lungs even as the police slapped handcuffs on them.

I turned away from the spectacle. As I headed toward my next destination and looked down at my screen, the chat was on fire.

"What do you mean ringleader?! I'm a law-abiding citizen! A law-abiding citizen who follows the police's orders to disperse! What can they do to me when I followed the law, huh?! The South Korean judicial system can't touch me!"

Panicking at the thought of viewers leaving, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Haha. Fuck, I might have been small-time, but not anymore! Just you wait! I, Kwon Tae-joo, am ready to expose my giant dick if it means normalizing South Korea!"

"Fuck, my face might be average, but my dick is in the top 0.1%! But fellas, I can't show it because I'm worried you'll feel inadequate looking at my massive hog."

Seeing the viewer count holding steady and the chat moving fast, I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing my new bait had worked.

As I looked around a bit more, a vehicle I had anticipated caught my eye.

Heh. There's no way that wouldn't be here during election season.

I quickly approached the campaign truck.

"Citizens! Can we entrust South Korea to someone like that?! The moment he is elected, South Korea will walk the path of ruin!"

A decent crowd had gathered, and a woman was screaming at the top of her lungs from the campaign truck.

The color of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the campaign truck didn't matter.

The moment she finished her speech and stepped down, I quickly kicked off the ground and leaped up onto the truck.