Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: The Dangerous Junior
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Just sitting there quietly watching Seo Eun-ha and the manager's conversation made it feel like I could already get a rough sense of what kind of person she was.
“So, I think I made the right choice back then. And um… yeah, actually, VTubing started in Japan, right? It all began when one woman called herself a virtual idol, and that defined it….”
Could you believe this talkative girl was the same person who'd been mumbling so timidly just moments ago?
Yeah, the girl was just your typical passive otaku.
No social experience, so she hunkers down in daily life, but the moment a topic she knows hits, it's like a faucet burst—knowledge pouring out nonstop.
An otaku you could find anywhere.
I let out a silent sigh inside and just kept munching on the snacks sitting on the table.
I had plenty of questions I wanted to ask myself. Honestly, I'd probably click with this girl the best—
But after screwing up Habin's interview earlier, I stayed put.
Still, there was one thing I absolutely wanted to ask, so I was gauging the moment.
“I see… Your passion comes through loud and clear. In that case, what kind of streams are you aiming for after you pass?”
“…Well, the thing is, I'm super passive by nature and terrible at expressing my own opinions.”
Yeah, no need to tell me.
But seriously, what kind of stream plans start with a preamble like that?
“So, I want to just show my real self on stream—be totally honest and say whatever's on my mind.”
Solid mindset. Yeah, you're gonna slip up and show it eventually if you try to hide it.
Might as well lay it all out from the jump and build a loyal viewer base that loves the real you. Wins for everyone.
I nodded along in agreement with Seo Eun-ha's take this time around. She hesitated for a second, then tacked on:
“…Like Miro-sang.”
Huh? Like who?
“Ah, like Miro-sang…”
“Yeah, she's my idol. I only applied for 2nd Gen because of her. The way she radiates that confidence and honesty and gets all that love… it's just so…”
Hold up.
I wanted to plug my ears.
Miro-sang's sitting right here—could you keep it down?
Hearing straight-up praise about myself like this was way too embarrassing.
“Ah, well… Miro-sang is pretty honest, yeah.”
The manager next to me looked a little thrown off by Seo Eun-ha dropping that bomb.
But from everything I'd seen so far, once this girl latched onto a topic, she tuned out the whole room.
“That honesty straight from her confidence? It's the best. And her voice is killer too. She sings great, handles viewers like a pro. I did tons of research while prepping to become a VTuber, and Miro-sang's a master at viewer management. Didn't click when I was just watching, but thinking from a broadcaster's side… she's seriously amazing.”
Got it. Loud and clear.
But can we wrap it up now?
My face might be turning red.
“Ah! Does the Head Manager handle Miro-sang too?”
Right then, Seo Eun-ha hit the manager with a question in the brightest voice I'd heard from her yet.
“Well… yeah, I'm overseeing all of 1st Gen for now.”
“Then… what's Miro-sang like off-stream? Same as on stream?”
You're asking that with her right here?
Our eyes met in a flash.
We'd both been sneaking glances, and bam—locked.
In that split second,
I loaded my gaze with a message.
Say it right.
She's a junior who likes me that much—you gotta nail this.
Back in the day, that look would've worked. But the manager's long since gotten used to me.
No dice with eye signals.
“Hmm… well, pretty much the same.”
“Right?”
“Shameless, rambling nonsense.”
“Pardon?”
No—no, what the hell are you saying?
Look at Seo Eun-ha's panicked eyes. Can't go shattering a 20-year-old's innocent dreams like this.
“Head Manager, that's taking the joke too far.”
Had to jump in.
Not for my sake—for the girl's purity.
“But who is she…?”
Hit me—she probably knows the manager but had no clue about me.
Time to fix that.
“Ah, I'm Miro-sang's dedicated manager right now.”
“Pardon?”
“The Head Manager handles the big picture, but I'm one-on-one, managing her full schedule.”
“R-Really?!”
“Yeah, I know every bit of Miro-sang's schedule.”
Sprinkled in a little white lie, but at this truth percentage, it's basically fact.
“Ooh….”
“The Head Manager was just messing around. Off-stream, Miro-sang's a tad different.”
“Ah, different?”
“Yeah, more refined and considerate.”
“Wow… for real?”
“Her on-stream side isn't fake or anything, but she's actually way more reserved, you know?”
I flashed a grin, and she blushed hard, eyes darting away.
Yeah, yeah—this face packs a punch.
And to a total social newbie? Total credibility.
“Got any more questions about Miro-sang? Happy to fill you in.”
I'd planned to ask her favorite 1st Gen member, but no need.
Anyone could see Miro-sang was her ultimate oshi.
Fire away—fan service time.
“R-Really?”
“Absolutely. Hit me.”
“Like, anything?”
Was ready to say yes to everything, but that pleading tone? Kinda scary now.
What kinda question's she winding up for?
“Uh, shoot. If it's in my wheelhouse, I'll answer.”
“Hmm, then… um…”
Um?
“Does Mi—Miro-sang have a boyfriend?”
That hit, and alarms blared in my head.
Ah.
This girl—no, this woman's dangerous.
“Hmm… don't think so.”
Poker face locked in. Her face lit up.
“Right? For real?”
“Yeah, no dating experience either.”
“Phew… gotcha….”
Why the relief? Straight-up terrifying.
Can I bail now? Manager can solo the rest.
Senior duty questions? Yeah, right.
Came here just to drip cold sweat.
2nd Gen already scares me.
One 'cause I messed up with her.
The other? Just plain scary.
Did the manager pick up on my vibe?
He turned, eyes met, gave a nod.
Yeah, green light to bounce?
“Ah, time's flown….”
Dodging the scary hot-prospect junior's wistful stare, I slipped out of the reception room.
What a grind. Never doing this again.
Bigger issue—don't spill today's chaos on stream, right?
Manager said it'd make killer content later, but nah….
No way this hits my broadcast.
Bury it as material forever.
Gotta forget this one….
Mind all tangled, I left the company and headed to Hyunsu's studio after ages.
Wait, after dropping that album last time, he's been popping up on streams a ton—no new album cooking?
Sure, if they ask me to feature again, zero confidence.
Got name value now; they'll grab pro singers over me.
Anyway, I can nail full guitar songs now—maybe busking?
Can't shake that performance high.
Gotta do it again someday.
Worst case, drag Heavenly Realm Project crew?
Collab as live band gig content… actually slaps?
Reactions can't flop.
Pitch it later for sure.
Pro broadcaster mode: plotting future content, and boom—right outside Hyunsu's studio.
Nice, streets empty today.
If variety shoot or whatever like last time, I'd U-turn. Dodged a bullet.
Gift pre-bagged in one hand, I snuck into the building for the surprise drop-in.
Sound leaking even down the basement hallway.
Rowdy vibes—something fun brewing.
What's up?
Now I'm hooked.
Party without Miro? No such thing.
Pushed the door open. Familiar faces everywhere.
Hyunsu and Ayoung both there, Kang Hyeok, rest of the band too.
Whole crew assembled? Wild.
Unknown guy sandwiched in, cracking up.
Who?
Doesn't look ordinary.
Holding his own next to Hyunsu—celeb?
Dressed flashy; idol vibes maybe.
Whatever. Door's open.
Eyes trickling my way, then piling on.
Hmm….
All staring—kinda heavy. What to lead with?
“Um… you know Hyunsu?”
The fresh face pipes up, eyeing me. Paused a beat, then:
“I'm Hyunsu's noona.”
“Ah.”
Stranger's jaw drops a smidge.
“Nah, don't buy it.”
Kang Hyeok's quick chaser slammed it shut.