19. Not my fault
19. Not my fault
19.
"Don't say things that people might misunderstand. Got it?"
"······."
"Answer me."
"Yes···."
After being stepped on for a long while, I barely survived. I never thought she'd actually hit me.
Thanks to my efforts, she was back to her usual Eun-byeol self.
-Anonymous donated 100,000 won!
But is it just gonna be Eun-byeol like this until the broadcast ends? That fucking pisses me off.
We have the right to see Ju-hyeok's face too, you bitch, show the cam.
"Hey now. Face reveal talk is banned. Cut it out."
I was peeking at the chat here and there, and face reveal talk had been popping up nonstop.
Thinking about it, I started wondering if I really needed to keep hiding my face for the broadcast. Hadn't really thought about it before, but maybe I should just reveal it.
'Ah, whatever. I'll think about this slowly···.'
Still, trying to avoid the cam like this seemed like it'd make the broadcast hard to run. Then I had a good idea.
"Eun-byeol-nim. Got a mask at home by any chance?"
"Why a mask? Does the house smell or something?"
Eun-byeol started sniffing around, glancing everywhere.
Yeah, it smells. Eun-byeol's sweet, fragrant scent.
"No no. People are making such a fuss. I'll just wear a mask and do it. Thinking about it now, keeping this up seems tough."
"Huh? It's fine···?"
"What's the big deal. With a mask on, no one'll recognize my face. Ah, wait—could it be you wanna keep this handsome mug all to yourself, honey?"
"What the hell! I told you not to say shit like that!"
[Oh fuck, for real?]
[Get the mask quick, you bitch]
[No, just reveal the face lololol]
ㄴUser has been forcibly kicked.
[Ah, settle for the mask lololol]
[Satisfied with just a mask lololol, fuck we weren't even sure you were a dude till now lolol]
[Suspicious about every damn thing, crazy..]
Eun-byeol smacked my back cheolsseok cheolsseok and went out to grab a black mask.
It was one she'd been using—reeking of her scent. I flipped it inside out, put it on, and stepped up to the cam.
"Ta-da!"
[Ooooooh fuuuck]
[Those eyes alone? Fucking handsome lololol]
[Gotta see the lower face to really know a person.. but damn, he's handsome]
[It's a real dude lolololololol]
[No more bullshit about some chick playing games next to him lolol]
Not quite the reaction I expected. Thought it'd be way more explosive, but it's kinda meh.
'This is what you get with those scammer idols snapping selfies in masks every fucking day···.'
I snapped my head toward Eun-byeol.
"Eun-byeol-nim. Viewers aren't buying how handsome I am? C'mon, you've seen me up close—back me up."
"Huh? Uh, well···."
"Well?"
"H-He's handsome···. Whew, it's hot···."
Our eyes met, her face went beet red, and she started fanning herself with her hand.
'Yeah, that's the shit, fuck.'
[Look at that chick's face go red lololol]
[Reaction says he's legit handsome?]
[Fuck, drop the mask, bitch]
[1 mil to the hero who rips off the mask]
[Won't drop the mask? Drop the pants then]
"Face reveal if there's a chance later, drop it. Now it's time for Eun-byeol-nim's sexy dance—everyone shut up."
"What? What the fuck outta nowhere!"
"Nah, that's our deal, right? Do a real sexy dance right in front of me, and we do a joint broadcast."
"No, when the hell did I say I'd do it! You just fucking decided that solo!"
Face red and flustered, Eun-byeol suddenly blew up.
"You said you'd do whatever I say, and I straight-up said I wanna see a sexy dance···. Wow, all bullshit? Yeah, I got fewer viewers than you, no cash, not famous···. I'm out. Bye, everyone."
"No no no! Where you going! Hey!"
I stood like I was really bailing and headed for the door. Not actually leaving—Eun-byeol just pissed me off.
'I fucking wanted to see those tits jiggle chullung chullung for real, and now she won't? Hell no···.'
Hit the door for real and went to open it—Eun-byeol lunged and grabbed my pant leg.
"I'll do it! Just gotta dance, right!"
"Nah. You're basically my benefactor for leveling me up this far. I made a dumbass request···. Don't force it on my account. I just won't look···."
"No! I super wanna dance! Loved Zero Two forever—danced it whenever I was bored, right guys? Just say yeah, you bitches!"
Eun-byeol clutched my pant leg, yelling at the screen way over there.
[Ah yeah lololol]
[For real lol just spam lol lololol]
[For real lololololol]
[Dance means Eun-byeol for real lololol]
[Ah fuck why we gotta watch this, fucking sucks]
[Ah for real just spam lol lololol]
Smirk. I shook off Eun-byeol, plopped back down, crossed my legs all smug, propped my chin, and lounged cockily.
"Then let's see it."
"Haa, fuck···!"
"Hey! No bitching—dance happy and joyful!"
"You fucker, you're dead after this···."
Eun-byeol got up, messed with the PC, and Zero Two's music kicked in. She started dancing to the beat.
'Kuh··· yeah, this is it.'
[Fuck everyone retreat!]
[RETREAT!!!]
[Why the fuck do we wanna see this]
[Catch ya later, glhf]
[Pls stop!]
Sleeveless top and dolphin pants, shaking her whole body—blood's rushing straight to my dick.
'Ah, shouldn't have asked to see it, fuck, now I'm horny as hell···.'
"Haa, haa···. Done now, finished······ Huh?"
Song cut off; catching her breath, our eyes locked. Eun-byeol's gaze slid downward.
Busted—full erection caught by Eun-byeol.
"······."
"······."
[What, it's over fuck]
[Heroes it's done come back!]
[But wtf these two doing?]
[Time stop shit? Who hit the button?]
[What what spill it]
[Idk what but explain]
[Explain]
[Ex]
[plai]
[n]
[Ex]
[plai]
[n]
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Luckily the angle hid my lower half—no cam exposure.
Think about it: dude getting hard is just natural physiology. Innocent as fuck.
"Ah, nothing big. Everyone chill, chill!"
"Y-Yeah, right right."
We'd been staring wordless; chat demanding answers snapped Eun-byeol back.
Realized if the cam caught that, we'd be fucked.
'Nah, own it. Snap out of it, Kim Ju-hyeok! Boner in front of Eun-byeol? Totally normal. Who the fuck holds back?'
Eun-byeol yanked her wits back and sat at the cam—a donation pinged.
-Roulette Fairy donated 100,000 won!
Roulette time RouletteRouletteRouletteRoulette
"Ah what Roulette! Hell no!"
[Man-woman joint broadcast means Roulette national rule fucker]
[Stfu and fire up Roulette]
[Roulette gooooo!]
[Wugyeol bugs swarmed lololololol]
[Wugyeol bugs are real!!!]
Roulette mention and Eun-byeol's spazzing. What's the big deal.
"What's that?"
"So like, weird penalties—donate over a set amount, Roulette spins. Land on it, you do it. Anyway don't. Mm mm!"
She explains, nods along.
Sounds fun as hell. Why skip?
"Let's do it? Looks a blast."
"Huh? No···."
"Hey. Was gonna grind games, but perfect timing. Roulette it is."
"No, not that···."
Finally, my nagging won—Eun-byeol fired up Roulette. Says no but caves to everything.
Tsundere vibes?
"Ah fuck. Whatever. Price jacked sky-high. Don't spin. Warned ya. Cost-performance trash. Don't."
"Cut the weird talk. Drop the price. More fun that way."
"Ah seriously···."
[Ju-hyeok gets it like always]
[Less broadcast sense than a total noob lololol]
[For real lololololol]
[Stfu and do it bitch]
[Teeth-gritting refusing for real]
Listened to me again. Started at 100k per spin, dropped to 10k.
-Anonymous donated 10,000 won!
Add 3-min handhold to Roulette
-Anonymous donated 10,000 won!
Add sex too
-Anonymous donated 10,000 won!
Add dick plz
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Penalties flooding in via donations, heat level cranking up. No wonder she hated it.
I cherry-picked the juicy ones.
"Done! Fuck I never do Roulette. Your fault! At least bump blank odds!"
"Honey. Chill out!"
"This fuck. Whatever. You picked 'em—your mess to clean."
"Yessir~. C'mon in. Blanks a measly 40%. Biz open 10 min. Hurry hurry."
Clapped like a street hawker.
'Don't sweat it, Eun-byeol—I got you···.'
-Anonymous 10,000 Roulette spin!
★2 min calling each other honey
"Haa···."
"Honey~."
"Don't call me. Ho··· ney."
"You too, shy······."
-Anonymous 10,000 Roulette spin!
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First spin wouldn't stop—went right into it, but nope.
Now I get why she hates it. Penalties stacking one by one.
"Ah fuck! Knew it! Now what! The fuck you gonna do!"
"Uh uh, just do 'em all···? And honey's gotta stick······."
"Shut it! Aaaaaaah! Stop! Quit Roulette! I said pump blanks! How many fucking now!"
"Nah I didn't know it'd, blow up like······."
Side timer hit 10 min—she killed donations on the spot.
'Fuck how many is that···.'
Blank: 391
1-min finger interlock: 168
2-min honey: 127
Drink water: 89
2-min mutual banmal: 87
Back hug: 43
Cheek peck: 11
Kiss: 1
Wish slip: 1
Results screen left me speechless. Felt her glare—Eun-byeol staring daggers like she'd drill through my face.
"Hey."
"Y-Yes···?"
"Die?"
"S-Sorry······."
When the hell we doing all this? But spun it already—no backing out.
She said she'd do it—gotta own some blame. I was clueless, but she knew and went ahead.
"Kiss first······?"
"······Just die today."
Bolted outta the room—came back with a Katana outta nowhere.
'Hey fuck why you got one of those at home!'
"Wait! Why the fuck you got that at home! Timeout! Timeout!"
"Scum like you if I let live······ Huh?"
Pulled the Katana from its sheath, closing in—then she eyed the monitor, dropped it, froze.
'Wtf···.'
Followed her gaze back to the monitor.
-Broadcast suspended.
Reason: Violence
Suspension period: 3 days
Uh, so like··· um···.
Not my fault.