Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Gratitude and Revenge Are Separate!
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In the end, Chae-yoon unnie powered through a marathon session until past 3 a.m.
and finally reached the ending, shedding tears of joy.
Of course, they weren't actual tears.
But according to unnie later, the moment the clear message popped up,
she got all choked up for a second.
It must have been really tough.
I sent her a message on Discord,
and right after my stream ended, I dove straight into editing.
Since the stream highlights were so sharply captured,
I worried the clips might get flagged before hitting the main channel.
But thankfully, nothing like that happened.
"Whehehe..."
Tap-tap-
Deciding to push myself just this once after a long break,
I worked nonstop, fingers flying over the keyboard and mouse.
Like a screw had come loose, a silly grin kept bubbling out of me.
I just wanted to finish it quick and upload.
Two days later.
True to form, the video of Lilith suffering agony
hit the Blue Oshi channel at breakneck speed.
The gallery users couldn't help but cheer.
Sure, other channels uploaded faster,
but they were just 3-4 minute clips with barebones subs and no effects—hardly dopamine-worthy.
And even two days' wait felt short
because the Blue Oshi video quality was out of this world.
Hell, there were even jokes that Lilith outsourced to Blue Oshi.
On top of that, the channel's signature high-quality subtitles,
and it started pulling sensational popularity overseas too.
Not just Blue Oshi, but Lilith's main channel saw a steep sub surge.
One of Lilith's biggest strengths as a Vtuber's
her overwhelming energy, tireless stamina, grit,
and total game immersion—all synergizing into pure gold content.
Thanks to Da-jeong's foresight and top-tier video,
Chae-yoon rode the wave as the Vtuber who popularized the Jar game for a good while.
People figured, "Lilith might forgive her at this point,"
and assumed the so-called "Trash Game Rec Incident" would wrap up on a heartwarming note.
Four days after Chae-yoon unnie's Jar game video hit Blue Oshi.
I was at the company for the first time in ages.
No special reason—just President calling us for a group meal.
"Ehehehe..."
First to the meeting room, I basked in joy watching views climb nonstop on my phone.
Whoa, hit 200k day one—thought that was huge,
now over 800k.
Might even hit a million.
Lemme check Chae-yoon unnie's channel...
Whoa, 200k today.
Was 160-170k just recently.
The video really boosted her.
"What're you looking at so happily, Da-jeong?"
"Hehe... Chae-yoon unnie's channel hit 200k today. Just makes me so glad."
"Oh, already? Did the President know?"
"Of course she did. That's why she called everyone today."
Ah, figures President knew.
The timing felt a bit random.
Though we hadn't group-dined much lately anyway.
"Well, all thanks to Da-jeong. That Blue Oshi vid's super popular, right?"
"Nah, it was unnie's hilarious play."
"Ugh, never takes a compliment properly."
Rub-rub-
Blushing, awkward smile at the praise,
and President sighs softly,
then rubs my head like scrubbing a rag.
Uuu...
Struggled to style it myself this morning too.
President meanie.
"Hiiing, took effort to fix my hair..."
"Ask So-eun unnie to fix it later."
"Good idea? I love brushing Da-jeong's hair too."
Wha, "brushing pleasure"?
Means my hair's usually that messy?
Thought I'd been taking better care lately...
But So-eun unnie fixing it feels great anyway.
Good is good.
Just won't fall asleep during like last time.
Clunk-
Clenching fists in resolve,
when the meeting room door bursts open—someone dashes in.
"Maknaaaaaaae!"
"Ow, unnie! Volume down!"
It was Chae-yoon unnie,
followed by Yuna, Ji-ah unnie, Ra-hee unnie in order.
Yuna, hit by unnie's ultrasonic scream upfront, winced and ears ringing, smacked unnie's back hard.
Undeterred, Chae-yoon unnie spread arms wide, charged, and scooped me up.
"Maknae! Thank you so much! Hit 200k subs thanks to you...!"
"Saw it. Congrats, unnie."
Shampoo? Or her scent? Something fragrant wafted,
her emotional voice rang out, so I patted her back, congratulating.
She was the last of us to hit 200k,
must've worried deep down.
Relieved it's gone—that's the best part.
Squeeze-
Uh, huh?
Am I imagining?
Her hugging arms feel... overly tight.
Less hug, more restraint.
Like grabbing a rice-thief rat back at my old place.
"But thanks are thanks... our maknae?"
"Y-Yes...?!"
Chill in her voice made my hairs stand,
replied shakily.
She pulls back, hands on my shoulders, grips firm,
"Reccing unnie that game and cackling behind the scenes... time for punishment, right?"
"...Eh?"
Aura pouring out unchecked,
veins bulging on forehead, gritted teeth, smiling.
Gasp.
N-No way?
That revenge she mentioned... still going?
"Get over heeeere!"
"Uwaa...! M-Mercy pleeease...!"
Late escape attempt snagged,
unnie grabs both cheeks and kneads away.
That day, I endured her relentless cheek-rubbing
until they were beet red.