I Got Kicked – Kim Minseo the Chatterbox
Kim Minseo was a total chatterbox. And maybe because she still lacked experience, she often got misunderstood over her words, just like back in the day.
That girl always needs watching her mouth.
That was what Shin Jaewoo always thought whenever he looked at her. And it wasn't just him—all her fans felt the same.
Especially on stream. Words spoken there often came back like a boomerang.
In that sense, her avatar was born. She quietly clicked her mouse.
A timer popped up on screen. About 20 seconds left now.
It was first from Shin Jaewoo, then HwangDooloomi who'd extended it.
She vented her frustration in chat instead of speaking. Her cheeks puffed full of air.
This time, something else flew in from Kim Minseo—not chat, but a KakaoTalk.
Of course, he had zero reason to obey. Kim Minseo, his younger cousin, sometimes forgot her place like this.
"……She needs a bit more training."
The timer was draining, but his donations piled up way faster. He planned to keep her mouth shut like this.
You have been force-kicked by the streamer.
He chuckled. Same ending as last time.
"……Kicking out the guy sending Star Balloons? Unbelievable."
It pissed him off. But it was fun too. Getting kicked meant he'd successfully gotten under her skin.
Good enough.
Of course, he wanted back in. Problem was, he couldn't.
"……Kicked and can't even rejoin."
Was this the infamous blacklist? Might need a new ID later.
Shin Jaewoo just sent Kim Minseo a KakaoTalk. Nothing major.
Reason for visiting was simple.
I already told Taeksu, so gotta tell Aunt and her too.
The word "home" brought up the Seongbuk-dong mansion. Empty before, now under interior work while he stayed at the hotel. Contractor via Lee Sooyoung, naturally.
And why he thought of it now.
Too big for one person……
He'd first planned to call over Kim Minseo and his aunt. But that changed after his night with Lee Sooyoung.
With Aunt or Minseo there…… hard to bring girls over, right?
Shin Jaewoo gave a wry smile at his own thoughts.
"……I'm starting to feel kinda weird myself."
His head was filling with urges to meet women and have fun.
So other women came to mind too. Like Lee Hae-in, who'd shown up with Kim Minseo.
"Whew."
Thoughts stopped there. Better not go further.
For now, he scanned elsewhere. As always, he sought StarCraft streams. Game broadcasts.
No Seong Jinwoo today.
But Seong Jinwoo was absent. His usual base gone, so new hunting grounds.
Today's host: first up, Jo Su-hyeok.
Kim Do-hoon's words flashed in Shin Jaewoo's mind.
Won't run into him if I join, right?
He didn't want to bump into Kim Do-hoon. First impression sucked.
Avoid Jo Su-hyeok and Kwon Yul.
Decision made. Time to act. Both were streaming anyway.
He skipped them for another: Lee Ji-han. Zerg player like Seong Jinwoo.
Used to hate Zerg most, loved Terran gamers……
Especially the Emperor. Anyway, Zerg looked ugly back then. Sometimes still did. But watching adapted him; now he liked Zerg pros.
Seong Jinwoo, Lee Ji-han—both Zerg mains.
In Lee Ji-han's stream.
"See, more than anything, don't let larva sit idle. Look here, here, and here."
He dragged across the game screen. Paused footage—replay, not live.
"Three larva pools idle."
His commentary suggested a lecture.
"No point expanding hatcheries like that. Why expand? For more larva. Zerg's strength is production, but idle larva wastes it."
"Nah. If they attack, use larva to block. You'd have crushed Minseo-jjang's push if you'd spent 'em all."
Shin Jaewoo's ears caught an unexpected name.
Minseo?
The one he knew? He'd been about to leave—zero interest in girl gamer cams—but paused.
"Larva. I say it a million times. Just spend larva right? Oh, and don't mess up gas."
"Right. So with proper larva, zero chance you'd lose to Minseo-jjang. You lost 'cause larva fail."
Confirmed.
It's Minseo.
Kim Minseo really played StarCraft. First time seeing her game—opponent's POV, so her playstyle hidden.
"Even Minseo-jjang here—units not rallied…… gassed out completely. Upgrades slow too. Ooh, storm used well though."
Discord carried a deflated woman's voice. Curiosity piqued as he watched.
Chat was self-absorbed, but questions got answers.
7 tier. Rock bottom. Could quit anytime, no surprise.
Hmm.
Shin Jaewoo pondered. Him vs. Kim Minseo.
Seeing 7-tier play boosted his confidence.
Basics seem better than these kids?
No formal training, no builds. But watching sparked it: he could stomp blindfolded.
Grabbed his phone. Ring ring.
Opponent not answering—leaving voicemail……
Ignored. Redial. Click. Hung up again. Redial.
"Argh! Why keep calling?! You just spammed 44 to shut me up and dipped!"
Finally picked up. Her machine-gun rant.
"Your voice goes live on stream, so if it's something I can't say on air, hang up. Urgent? Speak. Else, bye."
Mad from his earlier stunt.
"Minseo."
"Whaaat~."
"You're playing Star?"
"……Yeah. So? Wanna go?"
Her voice brimmed confidence. Boldly challenging him.
"Tsk tsk."
No StarCraft in ~20 years, but 2000s PC bangs? Always a match with friends.
And she's challenging me without fear.
No choice.
"……Let's."
He declared boldly. Opponent: fresh noob girl, months in maybe. Confidence surged.
"You win, 10k Star Balloons. I win, smack on the head at Aunt's."
"10k? Where's bro getting 10k from?"
She doubted. Still didn't know him fully.
Shoulda told her proper back then.
Water under bridge.
"This bro struck it rich lately."
"Hmm. Fine. You really giving 10k if I win?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. Not today then—I'm doing a day trial at Director's Excel. Gimme then."
Shin Jaewoo narrowed his eyes.
"Excel?"
Excel. Fan donation showdown. Like club lineup—girl cams line up, you balloon one for reactions.
She's going there?
Didn't sit right.
"Yeah, just one day. Sis was gonna help, but she's busy now. 10k, come then."
No qualms for her. Casual like clubbing.
Interfering in her stream? Not his place.
Not even a diehard fan.
Her call. One Excel day? No biggie.
"……Fine. Then. But you ain't beating this bro anyway."
"Heh. We'll see. You that good?"
"Way better than you."
Who knew? Why was her zealot rush so fast? Just 7 tier. That lowbie girl cam he'd dismissed. A win he thought guaranteed.
Closed the laptop mid-game. One word.
"Ack. Dude. I got disconnected."