Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Valentine's Day Radio (1)
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Mid-February.
There's one event that couples in love can never avoid.
A day born from the tangle of love and capitalism.
Valentine's Day.
In the West, men and women exchange gifts on the same day, but in Korea and Japan, it's split into two.
Valentine's Day is when women give gifts.
White Day is when men give them back.
Is capitalism doubled in Korea and Japan?
I don't get why they split it, but personally, I like days like this.
It's just another ordinary day like yesterday, but knowing the event exists gets the atmosphere buzzing.
It was especially true during my school days.
Of course, I was just a friendship chocolate collector who never got any real ones.
What?
Dating?
Don't make me laugh.
How could a guy who slept through the day at school and came home early to mess around on his computer date anyone?
I chuckled and sipped some cocoa with extra chocolate while watching the stream.
It was rare for her to start streaming at midnight on Valentine's Day when she usually went live late in the evening.
『Valentine's Day Special! Green Light Detector! with. Yeona-unnie』
Myth's stream title.
Oh, she's streaming with Yeona-unnie today.
Their chemistry was so comfortable and fun to watch that I was even more excited for today's broadcast.
"Hey everyone~ Thanks for tuning into Myth's stream today! We're all glad you're here. This is Myth."
She'd announced a Valentine's Day special stream, so I'd quickly made a pink sweater for her, and the reception was better than expected.
Good.
Myth basically had black hair like the night sky studded with stars and matching black eyes.
I'd worried pink might clash, but the chat was full of praise.
She'd said full-body shots looked great, so I'd only done a half-cam version—a quick job that didn't take much time—and they loved it. I was grateful.
'Feels like I'm picking up speed.'
This sweater took less than five hours.
Good things are good, I guess.
Soon, Yeona-unnie appeared on Myth's screen with a dramatic "Ta-da!"
"Hey~. Your soon-to-be-married engaged woman has arrived. Yeona here. Whew, Myth, warn a girl about new outfits."
"Hehe, I got it as a surprise gift this morning too. It's a special day, so surprises are fun, right?"
"True, but still. Heh heh."
"Unnie? Why are you grinning like that?"
"Nothing~. Just feeling the youth."
Yeona-unnie gave a sly, wicked grin.
In my memory, she was a foul-mouthed broadcaster in her mid-20s, but when did she turn into this scheming auntie type?
If I'd said that to her face, I'd deserve the smack. I refocused on the stream.
"QWER-nim is so devoted~. Always making such high-quality avatars."
"Right? He likes me way too much. It's worrying me sick."
Watching their banter and the chat going wild, I scratched my cheek in embarrassment.
Sheesh.
You guys are too much.
"Alright, enough chit-chat. Straight to the content?"
"Yeah, sounds good. What's today's content?"
"Today's content! It's Green Light Radio! That's why I started early today too. Everyone, check out the radio notice I posted a week ago."
Myth clicked her mouse a few times, bringing up the notice she'd posted on the community about a week ago.
Accepting stories from crushes all across the nation.
Writer: Myth Hey everyone~. Hello, viewers who watch me. Have you ever had thoughts like these? Does this person like me? I want to confess, but will they accept me? Those fluttering, warm, fresh, sweet-yet-bitter dilemmas of emotion. Small, trivial moments that made your heart race. Have you ever stayed up all night wondering if that pounding was one-sided? On Valentine's Day at midnight. Idol from space Myth and love expert married pro Yeona-unnie, who hit a million subs on pure intuition, will read your stories and judge if it's a green light. If our opinion gives you confidence, go confess right away. Winning story submitters get small prizes, so please send lots of entries. With sweetness like Valentine's chocolate. Myth.
Yeah.
That's what it was.
I didn't feel the need and didn't want to take a spot from viewers, so I didn't enter, but it seemed like fun content. I was looking forward to it.
"Ehey. There it is again. But we got over 7,000 entries just in emails. I thought I'd die picking ten from them."
"Myth. Unnie read 3,500 of them. Spread the word about unnie's hard work."
"Right. Unnie picked five, I picked five, plus one extra for eleven total. Shall we start?"
I remembered her staring at her phone all day, even while eating. Staring until her eyes hurt.
This was why.
She was serious about her content. The first story began in earnest.
"Alright, first story. From 'Star-Counting Night'."
Groans erupted in the chat.
"Hey now! I'm reading your precious stories. I know you're WWE pros, but cross the line with viewers even a bit and I'll cut you off. Behave."
"Yeah, you punks. It's fresh and sweet."
The two veteran broadcasters' quick rebukes calmed the chat appropriately.
Myth continued reading the story.
"Oh, she's a good one."
"Young senior guiding an older junior feels nice~."
"So wholesome. But the young junior's pretty proactive? Do young women usually take older seniors out to eat?"
"Work life means eating with seniors often. Key is if you drank alcohol, but no mention here."
"Unnie never worked."
"I heard tons of office stories from my boyfriend back when we were dating."
"Ah, lucky. Anyway, continuing ────."
"Oh, explaining the date from her perspective is touching."
"That's why I picked it. Learned proper from her senior."
Main event time.
I took another sip of cocoa.
How sweet would this story be?
Sweeter than this cocoa? I'll be the judge.
"...Whoa."
"Kyaa. Manly move, submitter. Not many can hug a girl they're into when she's struggling right in front of them."
"But if unrelated, wouldn't that just make it awkward?"
"Sure, but let's see the senior's reaction."
Myth let out a scream.
Whew, so sweet.
I set down my cocoa.
Just hearing it made my mouth water; my teeth ached from the sugar.
But Yeona-unnie seemed to think differently.
She clicked her tongue, looking dissatisfied.
"Okay, submitter, listen up."
Yeona-unnie said.
"When a girl comes on this strong, you confess first thing. What are you waiting for?"
Myth's expression turned ambiguous at that.
Then she stared straight at the screen.
Her gaze felt like it met mine; my body twitched.
"...Yeah. Reflect on that, submitter."
Those words felt aimed at me.
I quietly turned my head.
Ahem.