Mesugaki Streaming: Day 1
Mesugaki broadcast, day one. [What's this? What's a mesugaki?] "Haa? You don't even know that? Trash~♥" Those were the first words I ever said on my stream.
The moment I called them trash, the chat went dead silent—no responses at all—but the viewer count started creeping up bit by bit, even if it wasn't a flood of people yet.
As expected for a first broadcast, we didn't have a ton of viewers, but the aggro title was pulling people in little by little. We were already nearing ten viewers without even turning on the cam or streaming a game yet. Something about it felt promising.
"Haa!? You really that stupid? Go reread the stream title from the start~?!"
"Look at all these virgins showing their colors~ Trash...?"
I'd hit one of this world's berserk buttons, and reactions exploded out of nowhere. A dozen or so people were spamming the chat, but to me, it was obvious they were all women who'd never been with a guy.
"Hee~ But you all seem like total virgins? Trash~. Kukuku!"
"Eh~? For real? Isn't it shameless to claim you're not with a nick like that?"
"Ah, kukukuku~ This is hilarious. You sure you won't bail before I even turn on cam? Haa?"
It was fun. The crowd wasn't huge, but seeing them react and get pissed off was exhilarating. This is the thrill of streaming. Haa... yeah, this is exactly what I wanted.
"Haa, what should I do~? Turn on cam right away~?"
"Hee~ For real? Free editing and managing? That confident?"
Honestly, it was a golden opportunity. I'd eventually need to expand from Tteutwichi to Mitube, so an editor was exactly what I needed. Which meant I needed someone offering it for free right now.
Time to prep the cam? I hooked up the one I'd bought yesterday. The precious cash I'd squeezed from that sexual harassment auntie went into this cam, plus the neon cat-ear headset 'cause it looked cute. With all this gear, anyone would see me as a pretty boy.
"Ah, ah! Can you see? Still think I'm ugly? Puhub...! Total idiots~ Trash~ How 'bout starting edits now? You do know how to edit, right?"
I turned on the cam and teased mercilessly, covering my mouth like I was mocking them. As if an ugly person would ever turn on cam. I already felt like I'd won against the viewers—pure bliss.
"Puhub! Get that editing ready~ But if it's boring, you're banned, kukuku...!"
The chat had been nothing but question marks at first, but it caught fire quick—the refresh rate spiked. Turning on the cam was the perfect spark; the room jumped from just over ten to nearly a hundred in seconds.
Ah~ So easy, streaming's a blast—should've started sooner~. I'd wasted time slaving away at part-time jobs trying to "live properly." Sure, the harassment at work got me some cash, but that wasn't on my mind now.
My name is Yang Eunje, 24-year-old NEET. Big tits. That's literally my only brag-worthy trait. But among women, boob size is huge. They say foreigners have way bigger chests than us Koreans—maybe I could rub up against one?
"Hehe... BigTits Yang Eunje's going full thot bomber from today..."
After college, no job offers came, so I sealed myself in my room. Ah~ I wanna fuck so bad~. Straight up, I crave sex. My type? Younger, smaller guys I can pick up and pound away at however I want... but they don't exist IRL. Guess guys are 2D only...
[Ah~ I said no way to that~ Facecam's a no-go!] "Fucking pricks acting all high and mighty."
Today, like always, I clicked into a stream hyping a facecam, only to get pissed off even more. These fuckers always bait with "turning on cam" but nine times outta ten never do—then they tell you to settle for handcam or bodycam, and you get attacked by the pervs.
Fuck, you whale bitches are ruining streams. Big spenders just wanna watch forever and drop more cash, twisting the whole scene. Try calling it out and you're the crazy bitch—ends with a ban from the manager.
"Ah, fuck... Maybe I should just leave this shithole country for Japan."
Honestly, the more I saw the blind patriotism and nationalistic circlejerking, the sicker it made me—wanted to bail. But reasons I couldn't: one, cost; two, I don't speak Japanese. All I know? Anki mochi, sugoi, yamete. That's it.
Reality hits, I sink into deep thought for a bit, then back to surfing sites and shitposting. Routine.
"Hah, ask for recs and they just fight among themselves."
Ask for recommendations, and they turn the comments into a bloodbath. More like a lower-body bloodbath? No recs again, so time to go hunting.
"All no-cams with shit gear, VTubing away."
VTubers hot overseas now—our headless no-cam streamers rebranded as virtual avatars scamming weebs. Same concepts, same routines. Decent voice? No-face dullahan. Kinda hot face? "Guy cam" with garbage cosplay. Funniest part? They don't even know the character's name.
"Hm...? Mesugaki? The one I'm thinking of?"
Mesugaki. Small, frail, but that infuriating type you wanna smack—usually calls guys that. Calling himself one...? Ugly ain't mesugaki, just fucker. But like fate, my finger clicked in.
"Haa!? You really that stupid? Go reread the stream title from the start~?!"
First voice I heard: obnoxiously teasing a viewer. Voice alone painted a tiny guy in my head, hand over mouth, kukuku laughing. But who am I? BigTits Yang Eunje, streaming-only post-grad—not fooled by voices.
Concept was wild and fresh, so I stuck around, but still no clue what the stream was. Black screen chat? Low-chat? Game later? No idea. Fun bantering with viewers though—chimed in sometimes.
"Haa, what should I do~? Turn on cam right away~?"
Fan service—I'd compiled highlights from other guy cams for fan cafes before, so confident. Baited by cam earlier, got too heated. Fuck, what now...? Editing I learned from a friend... gonna get banned? Kinda fun though...
"Hee~ For real? Free editing and managing? That confident?"
Whew, no ban. Calming down, but bigger issue loomed. Sudden face reveal—tension. Hot = slave. Ugly = free. Please... just be average!!
"Ah, ah! Can you see? Still think I'm ugly? Puhub...! Total idiots~ Trash~ How 'bout starting edits now? You do know how to edit, right?"
Cam flicked on: tiny demon in neon-glowing cat-ear headset. Perfect pick-up-and-pound body. Cute but sharp eyes. Acts like he begs for a knuckle sandwich. Finally found my type.