Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Healing Gayageum
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"Gayageum? And..."
It was huge.
The thumbnail was clearly focused on the gayageum.
But there was something else with an even heavier presence.
A pair of breasts boasting an overwhelming presence atop the gayageum.
Even though it didn't seem like tight-fitting clothes, the volume was insane.
Bigger than Yeoujjing's, even...?
A modest title that didn't seem greedy for views, and a small viewer count.
Was she just broadcasting as a hobby?
Lee Hyunwoo entered the broadcast, mesmerized by the breasts filling the thumbnail.
"Welcome, Unemployed King."
Jeong So-rim, who had been playing the gayageum, gave Lee Hyunwoo a soft smile in greeting.
And among the viewers, someone welcomed him too.
Today, Darling's scandal was sweeping the internet.
That's why one of these casual viewers recognized Lee Hyunwoo.
Even with his changed nickname.
"Ha, they still recognized me. I was gonna quietly enjoy and leave."
Flattered by the dried squid gifts and the fans' admiration, Lee Hyunwoo's ego swelled.
How could he just sit there when they welcomed him like this?
Ding, ding-ding, ding!
Suddenly, a 10k donation exploded.
The gentle gayageum melody cut off abruptly.
Jeong So-rim's hands, meant for playing, flew to cover her mouth instead.
"Gasp! Th-thank you so much for the 10k donation."
She clapped her hands lightly over her mouth, delighted.
Her reaction was subdued and quiet.
Her personality?
Her voice wasn't loud either.
Less introverted, more like a well-bred lady or a wise wife and mother.
The viewers were going wild.
Music female cam broadcasts didn't draw big crowds.
Fewer viewers meant fewer big donations.
These people gathered because they liked Jeong So-rim, and they wanted her to make bank if possible.
Plus, big donations meant more great performances from her.
Win-win for them.
Amid the chaotic chat, Lee Hyunwoo's message popped up.
The electronic girl voice read it.
"Yes, I use my real name. Do you like gayageum performances? Or pop songs are fine too. I can play most things except super recent ones. Tell me your favorite, and I'll play it for you."
"Ah! Another 10k. Thank you so much, Unemployed King. Then I'll play my favorite song."
Kim Sun-hee's Inyeon.
A song famous for pairing perfectly with gayageum.
And embarrassingly, the gayageum version of Inyeon had been popularized by Jeong So-rim herself.
It was her 18th song and her absolute favorite.
"She sings it so well."
Lee Hyunwoo's body swayed involuntarily as he watched.
The melody was so beautiful, the tone so pleasing.
He was completely immersed in Jeong So-rim's performance.
30k coins thrown, hardcore fan status achieved.
But that wasn't important right now.
"Thank you so much for another 10k. Of course. Unemployed King, request anything today. I'll play it all."
"Yes, I know it. I know most famous pop songs. Give me a sec to find the sheet music, then I'll play it."
After listening to a few songs and chatting, viewers suddenly flooded Jeong So-rim's room.
They weren't pure fans of Jeong So-rim.
The toxic wanderers knew Darling had left phone date requests wide open, and they'd been prowling the net for the next target.
Someone leaked Unemployed King's location—the center of the biggest controversy—and they swarmed to verify if it was true.
"Um... 1111, SameUser, TearItUp. Sorry, viewers flooded in so fast I can't name everyone. Thank you all for coming to my room. Enjoy the performance."
"Tch."
The room's vibe turned to shit in seconds.
Normally, the BJ handles this, but Jeong So-rim seemed flustered, experiencing it for the first time.
No choice.
Lee Hyunwoo used his manager privileges from her to freeze the chat.
And as an apology, he sent an even bigger donation than before.
"Thank you so much for the 50k. No, Unemployed King. If anything, you gave me a chance. A chance to perform for all these people. Now, straight to the music."
This woman wasn't just big-chested.
Inside that massively imposing bosom was a heart as vast as the Pacific.
That's why her breasts were so huge.
It made sense.
And Lee Hyunwoo wanted to sign a contract with Jeong So-rim.
"Ah! I don't do those officially... But since you hit chairman, if you want, I can give you my Kakao ID. Sending it via manager chat."
Jeong So-rim sent her Kakao ID via manager chat and immediately started playing.
Having gotten what he wanted, Lee Hyunwoo quietly left her broadcast.
If he stayed, he'd just cause trouble for the toxic wanderers.
And because of this scene, Lee Hyunwoo got labeled online as a phone date collector or phone date obsessive.
But he didn't care much.
He rarely did internet communities anyway.
Even as a commoner scraping by, he was too busy surviving.
Now that he was the top dog, there was even less reason.
Hanging out with female cam broadcasters was way more fun than lurking forums.
"This the place?"
Lee Ye-rin stood in front of a building, grinning creepily.
Finding Ppangit's address was easy.
When she offered a photoshoot visit for the next pictorial, Ppangit's face turned beet red and she agreed.
For the record, Darling's pictorials were infamous for their high-exposure sexy concepts.
'Room 604.'
In front of the officetel where Ppangit lived.
At the steel door with the 604 nameplate, Lee Ye-rin fiddled with the kitchen knife in her bag.
She desperately held back from pressing the buzzer.
If she faced Ppangit now, she might swing the knife.
'It'd feel amazing... but hold back. No jail time. Think smart, Ye-rin.'
She didn't need direct revenge.
Female cam broadcasters were all sluts anyway.
Just film them doing their slutty shit and show Lee Hyunwoo.
Then he'd dump Ppangit himself.
After pacing in front of Ppangit's door for a while—no, quite a long time—Lee Ye-rin steeled herself and left the building.
First stop: a real estate office.
"Unit on the 6th floor...? Does it have to be 6th?"
"Yes. Absolutely."
Lee Ye-rin wanted to buy or rent the same officetel as Ppangit.
It'd cost a lot, but whatever.
That's what earning money was for.
"Hmm, I'll check."
"Quickly, please."
She hit five agencies.
Even buying, she had no plans to live there.
She wanted a setup for CCTV.
"Hyunwoo-ya. On my way now."
Business done at the agency, Lee Ye-rin got in her car.
She gazed at Lee Hyunwoo's photo on her phone home screen, murmuring lovingly.
It was from his younger days.
Not given by him.
Scraped from the depths of the internet, crawling his SNS.
"Hyunwoo-ya. I miss you. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya. Hyunwoo-ya."
She muttered his name nonstop while driving.
The nav led to a neighborhood that wasn't exactly upscale.
Why was Lee Hyunwoo crashing here?
Was he not rich?
No, that couldn't be.
He promised 1.2 million coins a month.
And... hate to think it, but 1 million each to other female cams too.
So he had billions to burn on Koreatv monthly.
'Doesn't matter where he lives.'
Maybe a temp spot in a rush.
Or some circumstance.
Anyway, not a big deal for Lee Ye-rin.
What mattered: Lee Hyunwoo adored her and showered massive coin donations.
Ding-dong.
One-room doorbell.
Lee Ye-rin pressed it lightly.
"Who is it?"
Lee Hyunwoo's voice from inside.
Just that made a lovestruck girl's heart pound.
No answer.
Just ding-dong again.
Then the door opened.
"Who... Da-Darling!"
Lee Hyunwoo, opening the door, was startled.
Lee Ye-rin didn't hesitate, throwing herself into his arms.
"Hyunwoo-ya. I missed you so much. Why'd you block my calls? Do you know how sad I was not hearing your voice?"
Lee Hyunwoo's scent filled her nostrils.
A bit musty, uncle-like.
To Lee Ye-rin, the best fragrance in the world.