Chapter 49
Chapter 49
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Back to Streaming with a Bang
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“That’s my cue to head out.”
After finishing the duet with Hyunsu and getting forcibly sat down by Ayoung to learn some guitar from Kang Hyeok, a good chunk of time had passed.
“Already?? Stay for dinner.”
“No, I have stuff to do at home.”
I wanted to stick around for dinner since I was already here, but I had things to handle.
First off, I needed to grab the computer and the rest of my streaming gear from my place and take it back to my parents’ house.
Then call in a technician for the soundproof booth, and toss out the furniture.
I could put it all off and just hang out today, but wouldn’t that delay my streams even more?
“That’s a shame… Come back again next time.”
“Yeah, I’ll drop by whenever I’m in the area.”
I’d probably swing by after recording at the composer’s studio next time.
Being here today, it wasn’t just fun—it felt like a huge musical boost.
Having top-tier instrumentalists and singers around all the time? Couldn’t ask for better.
I noticed during the duet: not just Ayoung, but the whole band’s skill level was insanely high.
They’re probably a well-known band that I just hadn’t heard of.
“Right? You have to.”
“Yeah, got it.”
I said that to Ayoung and stood up.
“Take care.”
“Come again!”
“Please, next time bring your guitar.”
After standing, I responded to the farewell greetings from the other band members besides Ayoung.
As I headed out of camera range to put my hat back on, Hyunsu approached.
“Leaving already?”
“Yeah, heading out.”
At my goodbye, Hyunsu hesitated for a moment before bowing his head slightly.
“…Thanks.”
“For what?”
“For singing with me today.”
Hyunsu knew I wasn’t into terrestrial TV.
Yet he was grateful that I stepped in front of the camera to sing?
“You were helping promote me, right? I could tell today—it’s gonna blow up.”
I teased, since that had been part of my intent.
“If you know, then do well. Remember what I said last time?”
“What?”
This guy… forgot already?
He gave an awkward laugh at my look.
“You want me to make you a song?”
“It’s a bit tough? But I can go anonymous.”
VTubers still had zero recognition.
It could easily be a minus for Hyunsu’s career as he gained fame.
“Songwriting’s work, but also a hobby. If something good comes up, I’ll give it to you.”
“Cool. I’ll pay you properly.”
“Yeah. Make sure you do?”
“Don’t worry, I make good money.”
“More than me?”
“…”
What had I just done?
Wrinkle-shaming a pupa right in front of it…
“Kidding. I’m off now.”
“Yeah… Take care.”
Leaving Hyunsu’s studio, the PD snuck up from behind.
“Um, Suhyun-ssi?”
“Oh, yeah?”
“I wanted to talk about the footage we shot.”
“Oh…”
“We’ll edit out everything where your face shows more than with the hat pulled down.”
“That’d be great.”
“No name either. We’ll introduce you as Acquaintance A.”
“Okay.”
I was impressed watching the PD rattle off exactly the requests I’d planned to make. This was pro-level.
He knew how to win people over.
And that’s why shows by guys like him always get the love.
“But, by any chance, are you interested in this side of things?”
Just like that.
The PD politely handed me his business card.
***
‘I have to snag her!’
PD An Yeong-uk recalled the young woman who’d dueted with Slim Gold earlier.
Half the staff here had been dying to watch Slim Gold, the other half just her.
More precisely: the women on Slim Gold, every guy glued to the hat-pulled-low civilian singing.
And she outshone all these top-tier band musicians!
Who were those backing her on instruments?
Even with their vocalist gone and momentum dipped, their skill and performance didn’t vanish.
Suhyun turned them into mere extras with just looks and voice.
Even with the hat on.
23 years in broadcasting, the ratings demon PD An Yeong-uk who could line up hit shows on both hands—Suhyun was a gem to him.
A pretty, shining one.
People naturally love pretty, cool things. Younger? Even better.
Didn’t know her exact age, but older than Hyunsu, younger than Ayoung.
Programs with civilians or influencers flashed through PD An Yeong-uk’s mind.
Putting Suhyun in any would spark massive buzz—no stretch to imagine.
Not just looks or voice causing the fuss, though.
Her wit and that confident camera presence mattered more.
Having seen every type in broadcasting, An Yeong-uk knew her type.
Stunning looks breeding total confidence.
She knew no one could hate her—it was ingrained.
Arrogant, cocky maybe. So what?
She was gorgeous and sang like a pro.
Fans and haters coexisting? Superstar prerequisite.
“I appreciate the card, but I’m not looking to appear on shows.”
Suhyun took it politely but drew a firm line. PD An Yeong-uk just smiled warmly and nodded.
He’d expected that.
If she were the type to jump in right away, she’d have been street-cast and working by now.
Hat glued on the whole time at the studio? She shunned public exposure.
No forcing it.
That’d just backfire.
But wasn’t she already tied to entertainment?
Her singing showed training.
If she got curious later—singing or whatever.
She might remember the card tucked deep in her wallet.
PD An Yeong-uk parted amicably with Suhyun, thinking that.
***
Finally, the long move was done.
Moved the PC gear, ditched the bed and furniture I’d bought.
Everything at parents’ house anyway—easy.
Mom—Mrs. Jang—and Dad—Kim Bu Jang—mildly nagged about not gaming too much seeing the setup, but shut up after my singer reveal.
Soundproof booth guy late, install took forever, internet shaky—issues piled up for a 5-day hiatus.
Finally, first stream from parents’ house after the long break.
[Hey everyone!]
Whew… Nervous. Did they all bail to other streams during hiatus?
But was that worry unfounded?
Chat exploded almost immediately.
-???
-Real?
-Holy shit lol
-Said 3 days off..! 3 days..! 3 days..!
-Now you show..? Now..? Now..? Now..?
-I love you Miro! Love you! Love you!
-Why’d you abandon us why why why
-Please don’t abandon us... Please... Please...
“Hmm…”
Kinda dizzy…? Was chat always this wild?
-Hmm... You fuck lol
-Say something
-Why 5 days?
-Fuck!!
“Sorry. Soundproof booth and internet took longer than expected.”
-You bastard then update the hiatus notice
-Cafe mean nothing to you?
“That’s on me, sorry…”
Forgot the cafe notice—my bad, so I owned it coolly.
But chat still raging.
Out of practice controlling intensity after so long?
“Don’t go too harsh though. Makes me look weak.”
-lololololololololololol
-Joking??
-This bitch really...
-Mi crazy lol
-Same as ever lol
“It’s only been 5 days, right? What do you think I did over the holiday?”
-Moving
-Games
-Something
-Watched anime at home probs
“Haha, I prepped content.”
-???
-Nice
-Who dis
-Get out of Miro’s body!
-What content you lololol
“Here’s the 24-hour schedule.”
I slapped the 24-hour schedule chart on screen right away.
Dragging it out would just mean more beatings for being late.
Pulled out my ace to scatter attention quick.
-???
-What’s this?
-Nice lololol
-Big one incoming
“Today, after this, we’re doing content to plan the upcoming Miro 24 Hours stream schedule.”
-Nice lololol
-Great Emperor Miro
-Nation’s future
-Please send Miro to congress
-She’s got it... Got it... Got it...
-Streaming is Miro lololol
As expected.
For flipping opinion, one big bang is best.