Mesugaki, Mitube, and the Cat
I gave Yang Eunje—a call, my exclusive slave and faithful servant. When I first dialed, I had this nagging worry that she might not pick up... but.
"Yes, sir! Boss!"
She answered before a full minute had passed, her voice booming with energy. It might've seemed loud, but the vigorous tone coming through the receiver made me feel zero guilt about working her to the bone. A top-tier slave was one who never tired and slaved away tirelessly.
"Ooh~? What a powerful voice you've got there?"
[Hehe, hearing it over the phone... nice voice.]
"Thank you."
Her response had this weird mix of sensuality and cringe that kinda pissed me off. If Jaeyeon-unnie said it to my face, it'd feel fine, but some random chick whose name I barely knew praising my voice? It just felt off.
"Anyway, I'm thinking of starting up a Mitube channel."
[Waaah~!!!]
"But what do I even do first?"
[....]
I had zero plans for how to run streams in the first place, so I knew jack shit about operating Mitube or editing videos. That's why I had to lean hard on my slave for it.
Yang Eunje seemed thrown off; she went dead silent on the other end, just breathing slowly. Slaves need the whip and the carrot, huh?
"Uh, Eunje-unnie?"
[Yes!!!]
"Um, I don't know much about running Mitube..."
I played it up like an innocent little kid who knew nothing. This chick who got off on my streams and talked about wanting to fuck a male whore rotten? Calling her "unnie" would get her going for sure.
And sure enough, my hunch was spot on—Yang Eunje snapped back way faster than expected. Cow bitch.
[W-Well... Mitube's a bit different from Tteutwichi.]
"How's it different?"
[The ecosystem's kinda different? Like, with Tteutwichi, you pick a concept and just stream to that. But Mitube, you gotta churn out content like crazy.]
Listening to our big-tits Yang Eunje explain, yeah, it was definitely a bit different. Tteutwichi was just turn on the stream, shoot the shit, snag some dones, and yap your mouth off. But Mitube, from what she said, cut out the bullshit and packed pure content essence into short clips—way higher difficulty to run.
I-I'm gonna fuck up managing Mitube...
I didn't trust myself to run it right when I barely knew the market. Hell, I'd probably tank it and get repo'd by cyber repo men first.
"Unnie... I think I'll screw up managing Mitube... Can't you do it instead? I'll bump your pay with the profits... Can't you?"
God, I wanted to kick the blanket. Right now, sprint over and pound it with my feet—but it'd probably rip this ratty old thing apart if I went full force.
[Of course! Gotta do it, I'll make it your lifelong gig!]
"Lifelong's a bit much..."
Women really lose it over "unnie," huh. Guess suckers and cows exist everywhere in this world or any other.
So, Mitube was pretty much sorted? "Then what about content?"
[Hmm... Gotta tone down the spicy stuff usually... Got anything everyday? Like going out or hitting a cafe?]
"Nope."
Like I'd have cash to eat out or cafe-hop when I was mooching off viewers just for meals?
She went quiet again after my answer. Made me worry if this was a huge issue.
[Hmm... Anyway, just let me know when you think you can film steadily and consistently.]
"Got it."
[And make the channel yourself and just tell me. For videos, I'll start with highlights from your streams to pull some aggro.]
I hadn't expected much, but damn, Yang Eunje was way more competent than I thought. I'd pegged her as a worthless NEET shut-in, but she knew her shit. Having a capable subordinate like this boosted my ego—hell, it was my skill to snag her.
[And turn on the stream, you fucking bastard!]
"Don't curse at your boss, shit."
That's my viewers for ya... yeah.
She laughed it off and hung up. Probably not cursing for real—just hyping me to stream.
Stream, huh... It was nearing 7 PM, so time to fire it up casually.
Hmm, promo the Mitube start today and squeeze some dones? Nice.
Even if I'd made bank today, collections never stopped. I was king on my stream—taxing the peasants was only natural.
"Alright, see ya~."
Stream has started.
Title: Got a Live-In Girlfriend.
I'd started the stream but kept the cam off. Slap on a provocative title to drag in the crowd, then drop the bomb. Simple, brutally effective strategy.
As viewers piled up to around 600 on the black screen, I finally spoke.
"Everyone... I'm really sorry."
I slowly turned on the cam, angling it perfect for me and Neiro. Still cradling her in one arm.
"This is my live-in girlfriend, Neiro."
Hadn't decided if I'd keep her yet, but she was cute as hell—time to milk her for stream value.
"Neiro, say hi to the viewers~?"
"Meow~."
Snuggled in my arms, she raised one paw and mewed.
"Jealous, huh, everyone?"
Neiro's debut stream—first time meeting her today.