We've Got a Guest Today

"Alright. We've got a guest today."

"You don't want me to bring them on?"

"If the vibe's going to be this hostile, I may have no choice but to end the stream..."

"Hmph. That's more like it. If you'd been like this from the start, I wouldn't have had to resort to threats."

"Then I'll reveal today's guest. Come on in."

The moment I finished speaking, the door opened and something vaguely resembling a dog walked in.

"Oh. Hello, everyone. I'm the person who happens to be Unnie's little sister."

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"My streams have been feeling a little too monotonous lately. So I invited a guest — do you like her?"

"It's the other way around. I'm the number one streamer in the world, so my viewers absorbed that greatness and became the number one viewers in the world."

"That's because you keep talking to me. See, this is why nobody but me could possibly handle our viewers."

"Let me introduce her. This is my little sister."

"What else do you need?"

"The truth is, I spent a very long time agonizing over this yesterday. A whole three minutes."

"If I played MY CEO — the game about becoming a CEO — I'd clear it in about thirty minutes and then there'd be no content left for today. So I came up with a brilliant idea."

I paused for a moment.

"Invite my little sister, who is worse at games than I am. That way the content won't wrap up so easily."

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"To continue what I was saying — you don't have to worry about that today. About me clearing the game in thirty minutes and ending the stream."

"Is there actually anyone out there who blocks a squeaky-hammer fist and still goes ow?"

"Judging by that reaction, I don't even need to see them. Honor your parents... don't make Mom and Dad sad with those adorable little fists."

"Ah. Then I'll play the game now. Stop talking. You guys always make the start late. And whenever I say this you claim it's my fault, so let me make this perfectly clear. If you don't talk to me, I start the game immediately."

"Haa. Why do the viewers in my stream have zero social awareness? I didn't tell you not to talk. You have to talk for there to be banter. Do you want to watch a silent stream with no back-and-forth?"

"You need to listen more carefully. I said that if you stay quiet and don't talk, I'll start the game right away. I didn't say don't talk."

"Wow."

I rubbed the goosebumps rising along my arm.

"People say AI technology has gotten scary lately, and they weren't kidding. Fabricating words I never even said. Gives me chills. I almost fell for it. You tried to deceive me, but I'll forgive you. Because I'm merciful."

"The slander is especially vicious today. Let's just play the game."

That was when it happened.

My little sister, who had been quietly observing the viewers beside me, said something out of nowhere.

"Unnie, be careful."

"Of what?"

"The time you have to be most careful is when the viewers are hyping you up."

"Why?"

"Think about it. When you're playing with a baby, is it more fun to toss them around at chest height, or more fun to toss them up over your head?"

"Obviously tossing them over your head is more fun for me and more fun for the baby."

"Exactly."

"?"

I didn't really get it. What on earth was my little sister trying to say?

The answer came soon enough.

"Uh... thanks for the advice."

"That's actually terrifying. Have you all been watching my stream thinking, just you wait, the second this bitch does one weird thing we're sending her to hell?"

"You're not denying it, so I guess that's a yes. I'm so disappointed in all of you. I've always given you my whole heart, and you've been ready to throw me away at any moment... I can't believe it."

"The psychological shock is so intense I don't think I can stream anymore. I'll just end it here."

"Little sister. Look at this. These people have zero intention of considering my feelings. I've always given them my whole heart, and they punch a hole right through it and then have the nerve to curse me out. I don't think I can continue the stream today."

"Unnie... it's okay. I'm right here. Let's get through this together."

Tears threatened to well up, but they didn't actually fall.

"You don't intend to reflect on this at all?"

"If you won't apologize, then today's stream ends here. What a sad day. Betrayed by the viewers I thought were on my side..."

"There's something weird mixed in there, isn't there?"

"Well, I suppose there are trolls wherever you go. I'll ban the troll and we'll move on."

"The username alone is proudly announcing I'm a troll."

"Unnie, what's MY CEO anyway?"

"It's a game where you climb up to become a CEO."

"Oh. That sounds fun."

I thought about my little sister's gaming skills.

Yeah. No matter how I look at it, this does not sound fun.

No matter the game, it's hard to have fun when you keep dying. God had not distributed gaming talent equally between us sisters. He'd given me supreme skill and given my sister the absolute bottom of the barrel.

"Then let's start."

"Okay."

For entertainment value, I had my little sister go first.

She started climbing with everything she had. Just like in we the sky, the game we'd played last time, she skateboarded her way upward.

Of course, the attempt was treacherous.

"Ah. I fell again?"

"It's okay. You can just climb back up."

"I fell again?"

"Wait, you fell again in the time it took me to say one sentence?"

"Yeah."

"Then should we just go get dinner?"

"Should we?"

"Yeah. Let's do that."

I looked at the viewers and delivered my stream-ending line.

"Everyone, I kept my promise to play MY CEO, so I'll be heading out. See you tomorrow. Good night, everyone."