Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: The World's First Clipper and V-Tuber Lulu!
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Kang Haneul had been in a great mood lately.
The virtual group she had ambitiously launched was drawing attention quite successfully.
On top of that, the group members had racked up enough steady viewers to climb into the upper ranks of the platform rankings.
Of course, they had only debuted a short while ago, so it was still too early to get ahead of themselves.
But Blue LUV's current performance was satisfying enough that she could afford to sip a little kimchi soup.
'The community mentions of our girls have really picked up. Nice, this is it.'
She occasionally lurked on Virtual YouTuber communities, and today she smiled at the bustling message boards.
From the post titles to the contents, almost everything was about Blue LUV.
Just looking at the top post with the most recommendations made it clear.
'Probably because Da-jeongie's streaming right now, there's a ton about her.'
As she scrolled down to check more posts,
she tilted her head at an entire page filled with posts about Da-jeongie—that is, Lulu.
No matter that it was prime time for Lulu's stream, this seemed excessive.
Was the broadcast really that entertaining?
A sudden curiosity bubbled up.
"...Huh? What's this?"
She was debating whether to pop into the live stream for a bit
when she blinked at a post with an unusually high number of recommendations.
The title read: 'Owner, isn't this Lulu-chan?'
She knew exactly who "owner" referred to.
She'd heard plenty about the Clip Channel that showed tons of love for Blue LUV while frequenting the site.
And there was another reason she knew this clipper called 'Blueoshi' well—the one fans dubbed the owner.
When setting up Blue LUV's official channel, they needed an editor,
and the clips from this community-mentioned clipper screamed "perfect!" the moment she saw them.
But since the person showed oddly little love for Lulu—one of Blue LUV's members—she'd hesitated to approach.
So they'd been on viewing-only terms until the controversy died down.
Then what was this post that had popped up in the meantime?
Assuming it was just clickbait, she still couldn't resist clicking it out of curiosity.
It revealed a wall of text packed with various images.
The problem was how every single line made her eyes gleam with excitement.
"...What the heck?"
Long story short, it was speculation that Lulu—a member of the Blue LUV she'd launched—was the same person as this clipper.
And it wasn't just baseless suspicion; the evidence backing it up was glaringly obvious.
Like passing out from chicken and beer on the exact same day by coincidence.
Or similar speech patterns.
The same editing software used.
Even the email containing Lulu's birthday, which hadn't been revealed publicly yet.
"Ah...!"
As she read through carefully, something belatedly flashed through her mind.
The page full of Lulu-related posts she'd skimmed over earlier.
They hadn't seemed noteworthy at the time, but now they gave her a fishy feeling.
Click.
She immediately clicked on Lulu's stream—whom she was following—and jumped to the live screen.
Viewership, which had been just over 3,000 yesterday, was inexplicably past 8,000 today.
- N-No, it's not true...!
Lulu on screen was visibly flustered, vehemently denying something.
Kang Haneul was certain it was about that speculation post she'd just seen and typed in chat.
Or rather, she tried to.
If not for what appeared next.
- ...Huh?
"...Huh?"
An indescribable sound of confusion burst from both Lulu on screen and Kang Haneul off it simultaneously.
Then both their brains ground to a halt.
I woke up right before stream time today.
Yesterday's editing workload was a bit heavy,
and later I couldn't sleep, so I ended up rewatching the Blues' past streams, and time flew by.
Hehe, but I've still got about 30 minutes left.
Just check the comments on yesterday's video quick, then go live.
Hope there are lots of cheering comments for the Blues.
"Gasp!"
I hummed as I checked the comments.
At the top was the total comment count.
The moment I saw it, I swallowed hard.
What? What's going on?
Over 500 comments?
Did they love yesterday's video that much?
Well, there were plenty of highlight-worthy moments.
So many must-not-miss scenes that the video clocked in at a whopping 34 minutes.
The Pista fans must've had a blast.
"Hehe..."
I let out a pleased chuckle, scrolling through the comments with the mouse wheel.
Stuff like "Today's video was fun too" and demands for more.
All of them swelling my pride twofold.
"Huh?"
Then one comment made my eyes go wide.
It was so concise it was practically a blip.
'Lulu-chan?' That was it.
But that short line sent chills down my spine.
L-Lulu-chan...?
What did that mean?
Just a random comment with no meaning?
"Wh-Wh...?"
I tried ignoring it and scrolled on,
but my face grew more horrified the further I went.
Mentions of Lulu ramped up in the newer comments,
all in tones brimming with certainty.
That's when I realized something was seriously wrong.
H-How did they find out?
There shouldn't have been any evidence I ran this channel.
I'd been so meticulous!
Was there a master detective lurking?
"Hoo..."
No, calm down, Jeong Da-jeong.
Take a deep breath in and out, assess the situation.
They can't prove I'm really the owner anyway.
Ignore the comments, and it'll blow over.
Might just be some baseless rumor sweeping through.
No need to act guilty and draw more attention.
Stay cool, relax.
Focus, start the stream.
Dwelling here would just make me late and fuel more suspicion.
"Hi everyone!"
I went live as usual, greeting viewers cheerfully.
Good, chat reactions were the same as yesterday.
Guess it was just my imagination.
I was just exhaling in relief
when the chat atmosphere shifted ominously.
Just like the Clip Channel comments I'd seen moments ago.
A voice message hit right after, not beating around the bush—straight-up demanding an explanation.
I hadn't expected this the second I went live...
"Huh? Wh-What do you mean...? Clip Channel? I don't know anything about that...?!"
...and I botched the denial in the dumbest way possible.
Should've played dumb like "What's that?"
Or acted totally unrelated.
But I denied it like someone who knew exactly what they were talking about.
Of course, chat exploded with laughter.
"I-It's true...! I have no idea what you're talking about...?!"
Trying the right response now was too late.
Viewers now teased me confidently as "Blueoshi-nim."
It was starting to piss me off.
Ugh...!
This is serious, and they're just laughing it up!
Such meanies!
"I-I'm not sure what it is, but okay! That'll clear it up, right?"
Pathetic? Who's pathetic!
Actually, perfect timing!
I'll shut them up and squash this rumor!
Heh, I prepared for this just in case.
I use two separate browsers for internet stuff.
Explorer for one, Chron for the other.
One's logged into the Clip Channel account, the other's Lulu's.
So no login trace on the other side, no matter what.
Go ahead, look all you want!
You walked right into your own trap!
Think I'm too dumb to prepare this?!
Click.
I smirked victoriously, opening the Chron site with Lulu's login.
Then confidently typed in Mityube and hit the channel—wait...?
"...Huh?"
My brain stalled when I clicked 'Go to Channel.'
The reason...
The huge channel name and description that popped up.
Huh? Wait, why?
This is Chron, not Explorer.
I only logged in Lulu's account here, right?
Why's this channel showing?
"...Ah!"
As questions piled up,
last night's scene flashed by like a montage.
Right, that's it.
Last night uploading at dawn, Explorer glitched on update,
so I switched to Chron, logged into Clip Channel, and uploaded.
Then crashed without logging out?!
Jeong Da-jeong, you idiot...!
Chat flooded with question marks.
How do I explain this? My hands shook in despair—
—when the grim reaper descended into chat again.
With a single syllable packing massive impact.
Right.
Come to think of it, I told the President yesterday there's nothing left to hide...
...Yeah, this might be my last stream.
If so, I'd go down in history for the most unprecedented graduation reason.
Not proud at all, though.
"S-Sorry...!"
A late apology did nothing but fill chat with mocking laughter.
Sob.
I wanted to end stream right then.