009. Content is Outdoor Streaming
009. Content is Outdoor Streaming
A new viewer entered.
But once again, they didn't seem like a normal person.
【Hottie Licker】─Fervently licking the monitor! Schlick!
【Reformed Guburi】─Nobody praised you, you fuck.
"...What the hell is that retard?"
Why did only these kinds of people come to my stream?
Not that I minded, of course.
As long as they weren't malicious viewers, they were welcome.
Still, I did wish for at least one decent viewer to show up.
【Hottie Licker】─Schlurrrp! Your swearing is so fucking sexy, schlurp!
【Yoho】─Why is their concept like that?
【Reformed Guburi】─Gye Bastard-hun. Isn't that fucker ban-worthy?
【Hottie Licker】─Schlurp...!?
"Forget it. I'll just assume she's a bit messed up in the head or something."
The chat was filthy, that was true.
But not to the point of deserving a ban.
That was nothing.
Compared to Guburi, she was practically an angel.
【Reformed Guburi】─?? You're letting that slide?
"What's not to let slide? She's better than you and Yoho."
【Yoho】─Excuse me?
【Reformed Guburi】─???
"What's with that reaction? Don't tell me you two actually think you're normal."
【Yoho】─I can't speak for Reformed, but why am I...
【Reformed Guburi】─I can't speak for Yohole, but why am I?
They were both so shameless.
Or did they actually believe they were normal?
Maybe the saying that a retard doesn't know they're a retard was true.
"Do I seriously have to spell this out? First of all, Yoho, just looking at your original username disqualifies you from being in the normal category."
【Yoho】─Gasp...
【Reformed Guburi】─Gasping bug, lmfao.
"And Guburi, well, every single chat you send is just retarded."
Guburi criticizing Hottie Licker was a classic case of the pot calling the kettle black.
Meaning she was an exceptionally standout retard herself.
【Reformed Guburi】─?? That's a bit harsh...
【Hottie Licker】─lol schlurp.
"So don't give her a hard time. That fucker and you guys are all the same."
As I said that, I added another chat rule.
Excessive disputes between viewers are prohibited.
In other words, a rule against stirring up shit.
Of course, chats that were clearly joking were fine.
I set the acceptable line right at Guburi's level.
If the standard was too strict, the stream itself would become less fun.
Anyway, with that, I had finally reached three viewers.
***
I fixed the camera onto the cart.
Because carrying it around was a pain.
Then I moved to the shelves and swept up a massive amount of cola.
It was the unrefrigerated kind of cola.
【Reformed Guburi】─Buying a shit-ton of cola.
【Yoho】─Looks like you only like the black-colored stuff.
【Reformed Guburi】─But why get those? Buy the cold ones.
They didn't know what they were talking about.
The right move was to buy the 2-liter bottles from the regular shelves.
The reason was simple.
These were way cheaper than the cola in the refrigerated section.
"These chunky colas might not be cold, but they're cost-effective. They're cheaper than the 1.5-liter or 1.25-liter bottles."
【Reformed Guburi】─Huh? The 2-liter is cheaper than the 1.5-liter? Why?
【Hottie Licker】─Schlurp!?
【Yoho】─You're really frugal. lol You'd be good at housekeeping.
"It's not really about being frugal... If there's something that's cheaper and gives you more, there's no reason to purposely buy the pricier one with less quantity, right?"
I wasn't exactly a penny-pincher.
I overspent sometimes.
But when it was the same product with more volume and a lower price, of course I'd buy that.
Refusing to save money when you could was just stupid.
Anyway, I put all the cola into the cart.
It took up about half the cart.
【Reformed Guburi】─But does this fucker drink cola instead of water? No matter how I look at it, that's way too much. Tryna die from diabetes?
【Yoho】─Do you not drink zero-calorie cola?
"Zero cola leaves this weird coating in my mouth, I don't like it. And I'm just built for cola, so drinking a lot doesn't affect me."
【Reformed Guburi】─What the hell is a 'cola-built body' lmao, just spouting bullshit.
"If I say it's a thing, it's a thing. Just go with it, you cunt."
At that moment, I was answering Guburi's chat.
I heard voices nearby badmouthing me.
"Babe, did you hear that guy cussing? Doesn't he just look so cheap?"
"Huh? Oh... Y-yeah, totally! A man being so unladylike...!"
"Right? And just looking at his exhausted, worn-out face, you can totally tell he was out selling his body until just now, right? Hehe."
"...Babe. Could you maybe lower your voice a little?"
It was a young couple.
The man was talking shit about me, and the person who seemed to be his girlfriend was backing him up.
‘Were they saying this on purpose so I could hear?’
Apparently, loud public trash-talk was the trend these days.
The voices were so loud that even the viewers heard the conversation.
【Reformed Guburi】─Fuck. What did they just say about our Gye Bastard-hun? Which fuckers are they?
【Yoho】─Hey, a guy can swear a little and stuff! Why do they have to make a big deal out of that? As if their own mouths are so clean!
【Hottie Licker】─Did these shitcunts time-travel here from the Joseon dynasty or something.
They seemed even more outraged than I was.
With just three viewers, the chat window had started scrolling fast.
Guburi was especially furious.
She even started spewing nonsense about how she was the only one allowed to curse at me.
【Reformed Guburi】─Record those fuckers' faces. So I can upload it to a forum later.
【Yoho】─Isn't that violating their portrait rights?
【Reformed Guburi】─Idc, I don't give a shit if I get sued.
【Yoho】─No. I don't care if you get sued either, Reformed, but I'm worried it might cause trouble for the streamer too.
"Hmm... Forget it, I'll just ignore it. You guys don't worry about it either. And don't even think about uploading it to some forum."
Honestly, I was fine.
Things like that could happen.
It wasn't as if I was completely blameless to begin with.
I had been casually swearing when there were people nearby.
Depending on the person, it could be an eyesore and make them look at me unfavorably.
So I decided not to let it bother me.
Even if it was irritating, I could endure this much. I'd gained a bit of patience after finishing my military service.
If this were the past, I would've spewed a torrent of curses right then and there, but the current me was different.
I could generously forgive something once.
"Look at his clothes too, so tacky with that all-black thing. It's like he has some middle-school chuunibyou syndrome or something."
"I think it looks cool, though..."
"What? Babe, did you just say that male whore looks cool?"
"N-no! I just misspoke, meaning you're cool, Dong-jun-ie, haha..."
"You're seriously pissing me off lately, you know that? Watch what you say and do if you don't want to get demoted to second-string again."
"Okay... I got it..."
I let it slide once, but not twice.
Even if I had changed, this was my limit.
That fucking homo-looking bastard was dead today.
"Hey, you shitty faggot over there."
I approached the couple and glared at the guy.
He looked like a grasshopper exposed to radiation.
"Huh? Are you talking to me?"
"Is there another shitty faggot here besides you? Anyway, say what you just said again. The fuck, what was that about a male whore? A motherfucker who looks like a radiation-poisoned grasshopper is seriously pissing me off."
"Wh-what did you say? Grasshopper? Are you done talking?"
The guy's face turned bright red.
The woman, not knowing what to do, looked back and forth between her boyfriend and me.
She didn't seem to have any intention of interfering.
‘Bastards like this didn't understand words, they needed to get their asses beat to wake up.’
Ah. For the record, I had no intention of resorting to violence.
Unless someone hit me first.
I generally tried to avoid physical fights.
I'd long since resolved to stop acting as violently as I did when I was a student. I was an adult now, after all.
"Hey! I asked if you're done talking!"
"Done? I'm just getting started, you fucker."
Violence prohibited.
Respond appropriately.
I decided to limit myself to a cursing baptism of about fifty phrases.
The curses were already loaded on my tongue.
I wouldn't drag parents into it.
I'd thrown in just a little bit of personal attack too.
Just as I was about to fire off the loaded curses—
"Excuse me. Just a moment."
Some large, burly guy barged in between us.
He was holding a camera in his hand.
He wasn't filming.
The guy added,
"I happened to overhear from nearby, and I think what that guy said was way out of line. Just apologize first, won't you?"
"You heard him, right? Apologize!"
At that, the Grasshopper put on a smug, triumphant expression.
What the hell was this bastard?
The burly guy also seemed dumbfounded, shaking his head as he spoke.
"No. I was talking to you. You were the one badmouthing him first, calling him a male whore and all that."
"...Huh?"
The Grasshopper's expression became stained with bewilderment.
He seemed to have mistakenly thought the burly guy was taking his side.
Was he actually a moron?
No matter how I looked at it, those words were clearly defending me. It was baffling how he could interpret them that way.
He must be the type who firmly believed the world revolved around him.
The Grasshopper's face turned even redder, like a ripe persimmon.
Maybe from the anger, his acne, which had been covered by makeup, all became visible.
"N-no... I'm the one who got cursed at, so why should I apologize?"
Pus starting to burst, the Grasshopper retorted.
"What you're saying is weird. Wasn't that person the one who started swearing?"
"What? But I didn't say it directly. I was just talking to my girlfriend."
"Then you should've talked quietly so people around you couldn't hear. Do you think that's an excuse?"
The situation had gotten a bit strange.
The Grasshopper and the burly guy had started arguing among themselves.