Chapter 37
Chapter 37
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: Valentine's Day Radio (2)
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"Alright, next up is the next letter. This one comes from someone with the nickname 'YeonaToesFetish'."
"Hey, you picked that nickname on purpose, didn't you?"
"No way. Anyway, let's get on with it!"
Somehow, ignoring the guilty twinge in my heart, the broadcast continued.
One thing that stood out was how incredibly good Yeona unnie was at giving relationship advice.
"Hmm, so this letter is about a girl who was going down the stairs ahead of you, saw you following behind, and suddenly started matching your pace?"
"Oh... That's something that could happen among middle schoolers sometimes. But this one's a bit ambiguous, huh?"
"Even you think it's ambiguous, unnie?"
"Middle schoolers aren't fully mature yet, so their emotions are all over the place. She might've just been bored going down alone and stuck with you."
"So what should he do? Ending the advice there feels unsatisfying."
"Just confess, duh. Listen up, letter writer buddy—you're in middle school, right? Unnie—er, no, big sis is telling you straight: at that age, you confess first and see what happens."
"Isn't that a bit irresponsible?"
"But we all know that feeling, right? Regretting not confessing sooner to that crush from back in the day?"
"...Yeah, true. I had a boy I liked but regretted not confessing right away when we first met."
"Exactly! And by the way, when I met my husband—"
"Unnie, I've heard that story 300 times in my life."
Wait, this is my first time hearing it.
I should look it up later. Seems like common knowledge, not some big secret.
"Not enough info here. If it were me, I'd wait a bit and aim for the next chance."
"Listen up—she went out with makeup on to meet you? That means she sees you as a person, not a guy."
"She asked you out for drinks? Just the two of you? Why are you agonizing over this? Go get those chocolates already."
Married (real) Yeona unnie's dazzling wit, insight, and counseling skills.
"Hmm... I'd probably wait a little. Not convinced enough yet."
"Eek, unnie. You picked this one to push, right? Anyone can see it's just friendship—"
"In a case like this, I'd charge ahead. No reason to hesitate if I like them and they're unsure about me."
And with Myth's signature banter and empathy, the broadcast flowed entertainingly.
The viewers' reactions were pretty positive too.
It was already 4 a.m.
Late as it was, Myth's stream viewer count held steady in the five figures.
Impressive for such niche, domestic content.
I was newly appreciating Myth's massive popularity.
"Alright, everyone seems to be enjoying, but super sorry— this'll be the last one. After picking 10 letters, I grabbed this extra one 'cause it looked fun personally."
My expectations rose a bit too.
"Yep yep, eyes on the chat. Alright, eleventh letter. From nickname 'Legend'."
"What?!"
"Pfft!"
I straight-up spat out the cocoa I was drinking.
Legend?
Me?
I never sent anything like that!
"Eh, uh. Probably a namesake. It's a nickname anyway."
With trembling hands, I wiped the cocoa splattered all over the monitor.
No time to scream at the disastrous state of my desk before Myth began reading it aloud.
Hello. Long-time fan of Myth's streams, nickname Legend here.
"Confident from the nickname."
"Nickname, right?"
"Huh?"
"Never mind. Keep going."
There's a girl I've known for 10 years.
Well, precisely, I've known her for 10 years, but we didn't meet for about 7 of them.
"Went abroad maybe?"
"..."
"Unnie?"
"Oh, yeah. Could be abroad, or maybe in a coma or something."
By chance, I ended up meeting that friend again after 7 years.
Turns out, she moved next door.
"Next door?"
"Why ask me? Unnie."
"Oh, talking to myself. Next door... Yeah, next door's good. By chance...?"
"Alright, moving on!"
The friend I met again after 7 years had become super aggressive.
Hugs me on sight, keeps coming into my house, eats meals together, goes shopping at department stores, watches movies at home— that's our life now.
"And that's how you're living?"
"Already shacking up~."
"They're basically dating already—why send a letter?"
"Maybe 'cause no confession yet?"
"You know, sometimes you're dating without the confession words."
"That happens?"
"Yeah. You act so couple-like that you miss the 'let's date' moment. Later when the guy says it, the girl goes, 'Huh? Weren't we already?'"
"Oho. Noted. Anyway, let's continue."
Is this a green light?
"That's it?"
"Yeah. That's the whole thing."
"You thought this was fun and brought it?"
"Yes."
"You little—"
@#%^%$@#$!!~!!!!!!!!!!
Yeona unnie's roar filled the broadcast.
Didn't seem like real anger—just performative rage to preempt the exploding chat's fury.
Of course, it wouldn't calm the chat that easily.
"Ahahahaha!!!"
Myth burst out laughing at the chat reactions.
This... is WWE, right?
Thankfully, the chat had sensible, on-topic jabs—no real anger.
...Right?
"Haa... Be honest, you bitch. You brought this to troll the viewers, didn't you?"
"Hehe. Yeah. Saw it was obviously sent to troll while reading letters, so I brought it to make 'em laugh till it hurts."
"Damn you. How're you gonna soothe the flaming chat and public opinion later?"
Myth wiped tears from laughing so hard.
Well, her avatar did—but the gesture was crystal clear.
She scanned the burning chat, giggled, and pulled up a new screen.
"Alright, a gift from Myth for our angry viewers!"
Myth switched screens confidently.
『Chocolate Event for 10,000 Subscribers!』
The screen popped up, and the chat went dead silent instantly.
"Heh, naughty chatters won't get any?"
"Impressive. She totally calculated the flow."
I was in awe.
Myth owned the broadcast completely.
She gazed fondly at the now-clean chat, then announced the event details.
"Okay, 3,000 from the Myth Cafe, 2,000 from current live viewers, and 5,000 from YouTube subs—I'll pick 'em all for chocolate. Ready to claim yours?"
Myth winked.
The chat exploded.
Even a furious chat couldn't resist—10,000 chocolates at 2,000 won each was 20 million won worth of giveaway.
I was floored by how she crushed the rage with sheer cash power.
"And randomly, 10 lucky ones get a signed chocolate box too, so make sure to show proof when you get it?"
"Hey hey, chat over there. Don't want my autograph?"
Watching the chat descend into glorious chaos and the broadcast vibe, I sipped my cocoa again.
Hmm, stream's wrapping up—time for bed.
As I started prepping to sleep, Myth looked straight at the camera.
Whoa.
Felt like our eyes met, freezing me solid.
"Oh, and for fun, but advice for that 'Legend' guy earlier..."
Don't sleep just yet tonight. Wait a little.
You never know.
That girl watching the stream might show up in the middle of the night.
Myth said with a wink.