Chapter 134
Chapter 134
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 134
Chapter Title: Cherry? Oh, Cherry?
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Of all things, getting caught peeking at her stream.
I calmed my pounding heart and steadied my breathing.
Then, a barrage of notification sounds exploded from Discord.
Eek...!
Unnie must be super pissed.
Was making her play the jar game a bit much...?
B-But no other game hooks viewers quite like it.
Gasp. R-Right.
Discord shows when messages are read.
I forgot and was sneaking peeks.
I tried resisting by bringing up my schedule.
But Chae-yoon Unnie clearly didn't give a damn right now.
I wanted to bolt.
But running now out of fear would just make my future even bleaker.
Especially after last time—my cheeks kneaded by the infamous 'knead-knead type' until they sagged like melted glutinous rice cake, never quite bouncing back.
That terrified me more.
So I reluctantly typed 'Okay...' in Discord and prepped my stream.
Woo...
- There was no malice, really...
I added some excuse to the stream title.
Viewers flooded in the moment I went live.
Not everyone was watching Chae-yoon Unnie's stream.
Some Cherry fans questioned the early start.
Those from her stream popped popcorn and spammed chat.
Trash game? Too harsh.
It had cult status in the indie streaming scene.
Though from the player's POV, nothing else felt like pure trash...
"H-Hi everyone... I had to start early due to circumstances today."
C-Confess? Anyone overhearing would think I did something awful.
I just recommended a game to hype Unnie's stream.
"Let me explain the situation first..."
"U-Unnie...?!"
I was about to explain why I started.
But Chae-yoon Unnie hopped in and cut off any chance at defense with an opener.
Some Cherries showed curiosity.
Others saw their chance to lynch me.
N-No, hear me out first!
"N-No! Everyone! It's not trash! Pista fans who watched Lilith Unnie's stream get it, right? It was hilarious! Yeah?"
See?
Pista fans agree.
I enjoyed it knowing the game, but first-timers must've loved it.
My defense was landing; public opinion was shifting my way.
Ring-ring—ring-ring—
Sudden Discord call.
Sure enough, Chae-yoon Unnie.
"H-Hello...?"
『Is this our naughty maknae's number?』
"N-Nooo... I think you dialed wrong."
I cautiously accepted the voice chat.
Her sharp tone made me shrink as I replied.
Predictably, it didn't work.
She ignored my resistance and pressed on.
『Maknae, what did you say when you recommended this game at our meeting a few days ago?』
"Th-That it'd be fun if you played it..."
『Right. But did 'fun' mean I'd have fun? Or that the Black Moon Squad would laugh while I suffered?』
Right before I bolted while peeking.
I fidgeted with my hands at her repeated question.
No way to answer.
Obviously the latter.
And to drive the nail in, 'evidence attached'—a clip of Chae-yoon Unnie's mental breakdown in the jar game.
Viewers turned on me one by one, answer obvious.
『So, does our maknae have nothing to say after seeing this clip?』
"B-But the Black Moon Squad must've been happy..."
『Aha, I see. So our maknae's happiness matters less than the Black Moon Squad's?』
"Th-That's not it...!"
Of course the Squad's joy matters!
But Unnie's happiness matters more to me!
That's crystal clear!
Still, recommending it was because it had insane stream potential.
Cult hit in my old world's indie scene.
Trendsetters thrive there.
Chae-yoon Unnie, with killer reactions and immersion, had huge potential here.
But no way I could say that.
Plus, I knew she'd suffer—that was part of it.
Woo...
What now?
Any excuse to turn this around?
As I pondered hard.
Unnie's voice, calm moments ago, sounded oddly refreshed.
『Okay, got it. I don't think our maknae recommended it with bad intentions.』
"R-Really...?!"
『Of course. No way you'd think it's okay if I suffer, Squad laughs, and stream pops off.』
"Y-Yeah..."
Shh!
Quiet, everyone!
O-Of course I thought that a little...!
But no malice!
『So our maknae can play this game too, right?』
"...Huh?"
Relief at the good vibe—then her proposal made me blurt idiotically.
This game...?
She wants me to play the jar game?
I wanted her to suffer to the ending and upload that epic journey to Blue Oshi channel.
『Yeah? You recommended it as fun, so you can do it too. Right?』
"Well, yeah but..."
『Not backing out now? After peeking at my suffering.』
"N-No way. I'll do it. I can."
Woo, no choice.
To save my cheeks later, agree now.
Otherwise, who knows how big this blows up.
『But if you beat it, I'll go to the end too. Deal?』
"Huh? R-Really?"
『Obviously. You ever see me go back on my word?』
I rushed to buy and install the jar game.
Then, an unexpected sweet deal.
Huh?
So if I beat it quick, I get to watch her suffer right after?
Even better!
"Unnie, promise? You see my ending, you do yours all the way?"
『Yeah, yeah.』
Unnie and viewers confident I'd fail.
But they didn't know.
Sorry, Unnie.
I grinded the free version hard back then.
Confessing in my heart.
Chae-yoon watched her maknae's stream with eager eyes.
The agony and despair from her own jar game run.
Imagining Da-jeong feeling it all brought catharsis already.
'I love our maknae, but this is different.'
Not sadism.
Just picturing Da-jeong suffering, sobbing, clinging, apologizing.
Pure soda chug.
How dare she recommend this to her sky-high unnie.
Let's see if you say the same after tasting it.
She smirked at the screen.
The Black Moon Squad was there too.
Some Squad scolded her.
But Chae-yoon knew.
They were tuned in expecting Da-jeong's pain too.
Rationalizing, she focused on the game start.
Thud—thud—
Smooth start.
Character hooked pickaxe on rock, climbing fast.
Da-jeong was a gaming pro, so controls clicked quick.
Not surprising.
'Temporary. Even Da-jeong can't handle that section.'
She targeted the drop section midway up.
Demands precision.
One slip, back to start.
Even Da-jeong would suffer there.
When would her scream echo?
Anticipation peaked.
Thud—thud—
"Uh, huh...?"
Suddenly, Chae-yoon blinked at the weirdness.
Da-jeong's character wasn't falling.
It soared, bounding up the mountain like flying.
If Chae-yoon's was an Everest expedition crawl.
Da-jeong's was a sprinter on a groomed trail.
Not just high jumps.
No pauses, speedrun-style.
Perfect spots: jump, hook, launchpad boosts.
Made watchers think, 'What is this?'
"H-Hey... This right? Maknae cheating with a bug?"
About 30 seconds in.
Reached Chae-yoon's peak.
Didn't stop—pushed for summit.
'W-Wait. If she clears, what about me?'
Crisis hit; retract deal too late?
This moment was eternity for Da-jeong.
Thud—thud—thud—
Summit reached: spire-top.
Hooked pickaxe, scaled tower, soared beyond.
Into space, asteroids everywhere.
Da-jeong navigated like she knew positions, alternating hooks, blasting up.
Character vanished into endless sky.
Congrats message: cleared in just 3 minutes.
"......"
Beyond shock, absurd scene silenced Chae-yoon.
Squad marveled—and grinned at her impending doom.
『U-Unnie. Cleared it. Hehe... Your turn now, right?』
Da-jeong's timid voice and cute laugh through earphones.
Why so terrifying today?
"Hngh... Ehehehehet...."
Chae-yoon slumped into her chairback.
Empty, hysterical laugh.
Sympathies flowed for a while.
That day, Chae-yoon suffered five more hours.
Vowing: next time she sees maknae, knead those cheeks properly.