Chapter 61
Chapter 61
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Ppangit's Lively Morning Stream
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The morning of the day Lee Hyunwoo took Jeong So-rim to the event.
Ppangit had gotten up early to prepare for her stream.
She usually went live at 2 p.m. on weekdays, but on weekends, she started at 10 a.m.
"Alright, hair's perfect. Outfit looks good. No rips anywhere. Got my safety shorts on. And backup clothes for any wardrobe malfunctions are ready."
As introverted as she was meticulous, Ppangit always double-checked everything before going live.
If she didn't, she'd feel anxious.
That personality didn't stop her from streaming, though.
As long as she wasn't face-to-face with people—just chatting through text.
"Ah! Stockings!"
Good thing she'd checked.
Today's outfit called for low-denier stockings.
But all she had were the sheer ones that showed too much.
Thank goodness she'd reviewed her checklist two hours early.
She had plenty of time to run out and buy some now.
Ppangit jotted down stockings on her shopping list and reviewed the rest of the checklist.
Before she knew it, she'd reached the final item.
-Contact Unemployed Oppa
The one reliable big spender who always showed up for her streams.
Reaching out to Unemployed King was crucially important.
She'd never initiated contact with a guy who wasn't an ex-boyfriend in her life.
Even before dating her ex, he'd always messaged first.
But she couldn't play that game with Unemployed King.
He had plenty of other girls besides her.
If she didn't make the first move, she might get forgotten or pushed down the list.
Besides...
He was insanely good in bed, too.
Just thinking about Lee Hyunwoo's cock made Ppangit's lower half grow wet.
Ppangit reviewed last night's KakaoTalk exchange again.
His curt replies made it impossible to keep the conversation going.
With her timid personality, her chest felt tight in moments like this.
She racked her brain for what to say next, over and over.
'Hi there? No, that's for strangers. Oppa, whatcha doing? Eh, too casual. It's early; he's probably still asleep or just waking up.'
Ppangit stared at the chat window, lost in thought.
She stepped outside, phone in hand, to buy stockings and drinks.
"Hm...?"
Suddenly.
She felt eyes on her.
A woman's intuition?
Pretty girls were always under scrutiny, making them sensitive to prying gazes.
Anyway, she felt it.
But it was weird.
The hallway was empty.
Just her imagination?
Yeah, probably.
Definitely.
Still, a chill ran down her spine. Ppangit pocketed her phone and quickened her pace.
In the empty hallway she'd left behind, a surveillance camera on the ceiling blinked red.
-Oppa, you up?
Back home after buying stockings, Ppangit finally messaged Lee Hyunwoo.
No read receipt yet—he must still be asleep.
Lee Hyunwoo had been passed out since screwing Park Ha-neul until dawn at her place.
"Hmm... Is he sleeping?"
He'd said he'd drop by today.
What if he skips the stream?
Ppangit worried needlessly.
But worrying wouldn't change anything.
And stream time arrived.
One minute in.
No new viewers yet.
This was routine.
Some glitch with Koreatv, maybe.
Notifications varied by rank—Pavi, Bebi, Ilbi, etc.
Ilbi alerts could lag by five minutes.
Soon, her regulars filed in.
Ppangit flashed a warm smile to welcome them.
They always showed up right at start.
Not big coiners like Lee Hyunwoo, but they gifted at least ten coins a day.
"Dawn Oppa! Good morning. Welcome, 298. Hi, Egg Oppa."
Ppangit ran her usual stream: chatting, singing, reacting.
Her eyes flicked to the chat now and then.
'Is he not coming today?'
Two hours in, no Unemployed King.
Even with a monthly 1 million and weekly 250k guaranteed, she worried.
Verbal contracts could vanish on a whim.
Then, the moment she'd been waiting for.
"You're here! Unemployed Oppa! Good morning!"
Her excitement peaked—highest energy voice of the day.
Her face beamed.
The wait made the reward sweeter.
Lee Hyunwoo hit her with his signature 10k entry gift, delighting Ppangit.
"Ahaha, straight to 10k on entry again! Thank you so much. Chairman, jumping to song 18!"
Energy boosted, Ppangit queued up the track.
A female singer Lee Hyunwoo loved.
Her soft, soothing voice flowed from the speakers, building to a heart-stirring climax.
"How was that? I nailed it, right?"
Ppangit flashed a sunny smile, acting cute.
Stuff her everyday self would never do—but on stream, it was different.
She amped up the cheer on purpose, and chat felt less like real people.
But overdoing the hype wasn't always good.
Her usual shy, quiet vibe clashing with high energy led to... crashes?
"Eek, Chairman! Pretty Princess says thanks a ton!"
Lee Hyunwoo led the praise, followed by viewers.
But as they say, one hate comment stands out amid a hundred positives.
Same for Ppangit.
Not malicious, just a joke toss.
That one sparked her crash.
"What delinquent? I'm like second-gen, third-gen—no, ninetieth-gen!"
No faces meant viewers spilled raw thoughts.
Her flop drip drew "no fun" or "ㄴㅈ" spam.
She'd done nothing wrong.
Just overhyping for fun, forcing lame jokes to engage.
Nobody's always hilarious.
Especially not wordy Ppangit.
For entertaining streams, the host had to take hits like a sandbag.
Lee Hyunwoo stepped up.
A TTS line tying into the moment, perfectly roasting her.
Room lord and leader set the direction—viewers pounced.
"No, no! Wait, Chairman! How'd it turn into this? I just joked with a big number—90th-gen! Like how they called them first-gen, second-gen delinquents back in the dayyy."
"No way, noona? Unemployed Oppa! You're the oppa! Argh, stop ganging up!"
"Ack! You guys too? Stop with the noona stuff! Stoooop!"
Chat united in "Yes noona" spam.
Ppangit wailed, playing up the injustice.
She shone brightest taking sponsor hits and chat roasts.
"Haa... Done."
Five hours daily, like clockwork.
Sounds easy, but nonstop talking and singing drained her.
Especially keeping it fun.
(Though Ppangit wasn't always a riot.)
After relentless roasting, she slumped in her chair, exhausted.
But she rallied, standing up.
Tough or not, duties called.
Lee Hyunwoo had dropped 100k coins today.
10 million won equivalent.
Contract or not, thanks were due.
-Oppa. Thanks for coming today. Free to call?
Phone rang instantly.
He'd been checking his phone.
"Ahem."
Ppangit adjusted her voice and answered.
"Hello?"
"Yeah, it's me."
"Yep. Oppa, just so grateful for today."
"Nah, nah. I had fun too."
Ppangit bantered lightly with Lee Hyunwoo.
Talk turned to his meals.
"Staying at a hotel means no home cooking, huh. Ah! Want me to pack you a lunchbox?"
"Lunchbox?"
"Yeah. I love cooking. Korean or Western stuff. Tell me what you want, and I'll make it and bring it over!"
Anyone knowing her real personality would gape at the boldness.
She craved Lee Hyunwoo that badly.
Money and pleasure, both.
The movie date got vaguely delayed, but lunchbox offer landed—tomorrow it was.
Simple home sides and doenjang jjigae.
Easy peasy.
Rise early tomorrow to prep. But now...
"Underwear!"
No way nothing happens at his hotel.
She carefully selected what to wear for him.