097. Temporary Opening
097. Temporary Opening
A second-generation member of the Male Supremacy Group.
Yoo Jin-woo.
He was currently logged into the Streamer Gallery, anonymously composing a post.
<Exposing the True Nature of Gye Se-hun.>
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I happen to be somewhat acquainted with Gye Se-hun, and the guy's character is total garbage, so I'm planning to cut ties with him soon.
And while I'm at it, I figured I'd expose a bit of what Gye Se-hun is really like.
I did not bear him much ill will.
But I honestly think a bastard like this has no business appearing on a broadcast.
First, let me tell you about Gye Se-hun's private life.
Gye Se-hun is constantly inviting three or four women over to his place to fool around—a filthy, debauched...
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Oh, and one more thing I'll add.
Gye Se-hun's face right now is completely overhauled with plastic surgery.
The work was insanely natural-looking. lol
Anyway, that's all for the exposé.
I swear to the heavens I've written nothing but the truth.
Whether you believe this post or not is entirely up to you.
[Submit]
Yoo Jin-woo wrote out his exposé on Gye Se-hun with uninterrupted fluency.
Of course, he had absolutely no personal connection to Gye Se-hun whatsoever.
Naturally, everything he was writing was completely false.
There was only one reason for this behavior.
Simply to put a blemish on Gye Se-hun's image.
‘Heh heh. Even I thought I had written this pretty convincingly. Wait, did I actually had a talent for writing? Maybe I should try writing a GL genre novel later.’
Indulging in delusions that had no chance of becoming reality.
It was the moment Yoo Jin-woo clicked 'Submit.'
<Warning. Are you sure you wish to submit this post?>
A system window popped up on the monitor screen.
‘What the? Had this always popped up before?’
Yoo Jin-woo cocked his head quizzically.
A system window like this had never once popped up before.
But he didn't consider it a big deal.
The site must have just undergone an update.
Thinking that, he clicked the 'YES' button.
At that, another system window appeared.
This time it was large enough to take up half the screen.
Furthermore.
As if to tell him not to ignore the warning.
The text of the system window was dyed a chilling red.
"Fucking hell, that scared the shit out of me! What the hell is this creepy thing!"
Startled, Yoo Jin-woo let out a curse out loud.
With his face crumpled in a grimace.
He calmed his agitation and checked the message in the system window.
"...Could ruin a person's life? Is it monitoring the post I'm writing or something? And anyway, ruining his life was exactly why I wrote it, so whatever."
He ignored the warning once more.
Why had they even pushed an update like this?
With such thoughts, he clicked 'Yes' once more, an irritated look on his face.
Never imagining how enormous the karmic retribution for this keystroke would be.
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Yoo Jin-woo's post was uploaded to the community.
But the post was somehow strange.
The title remained the same.
But the contents he had written were completely altered.
The slander against Gye Se-hun was nowhere to be found; instead, Yoo Jin-woo's own personal profile had been written out.
"Delete, why won't it delete!"
The post could not be deleted either.
This alone was a problem.
But it got even worse—likes were pouring in at a thousand per minute, rocketing it to the top of the popular posts.
"Why did my photo get uploaded! And on top of that, what's this about a real-time broadcast..."
That was when it happened.
Into Yoo Jin-woo's ears, the voices of various people began to pour in.
—lol is that even a human face?
—He was a fucking fat pig bastard.
—Hello there, Male Supremacy Group member. ^^
"Wh-who's there!"
—Jin-woo! Lose some weight, for fuck's sake!
—You don't pop your pimples? Those are seriously ripe, man.
—I can even see your pores. lolol
"Who is it, I said! Where are you talking from!"
—Hello, new male cam streamer Yoo Jin-woo!
—Is any old random asshole becoming a male cam streamer these days?
—I was curious what those Male Supremacy Group bastards actually looked like, and so this is the ugly mug they've got.
Yoo Jin-woo racked his brain and tried to deduce the situation.
Then he recalled the post he had just seen and arrived at the conclusion that his current appearance was being broadcast in real time.
"Where's the camera? Who's filming me, goddammit!"
He could not find the camera.
Because what was capturing him was a micro-drone.
In the end, Yoo Jin-woo fled his house to evade the camera.
But it was a futile effort.
No matter where he ran.
No matter where he hid himself away.
The micro-drone did not lose Yoo Jin-woo and tracked him to the very end.
Not only that.
It was audibly broadcasting all of the malicious chat messages directed at him.
—Where ya runnin' off to~
—lolol Jin-woo, you run well!
"Stop! Stop! Stop it!!!"
In the middle of the street.
Yoo Jin-woo shut his eyes, covered his ears with his hands, and collapsed to the ground.
"Stop... Please stop..."
—Don't cry, you motherfucker.
—Yoo Jin-woo, the rare master troll, please say a few words to your audience!
—What's there to blubber about like you did something good. lolol
Yoo Jin-woo was not the only one experiencing this.
The other Male Supremacy Group members who had posted defamatory threads about Gye Se-hun were likewise having their appearances exposed in real time on a newly opened platform.
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I clicked a link posted in a community thread, entered the streaming platform, and tried watching one of the broadcasts.
A man was flustered, looking around in all directions.
Then he covered his ears and slumped to the ground.
With the image of him tearfully screaming for it to stop, and finally passing out, the broadcast came to an—
No, the broadcast was still transmitting even after the person had fainted.
‘...I guessed he wasn't doing this because he wanted to. Was he being voyeuristically filmed?’
The man I was watching now, of course.
But all the people whose appearances were being forcibly broadcast on this platform seemed to be Male Supremacy Group members.
‘That was probably Drift's doing as well.’
I couldn't say for certain.
But aside from Drift, I couldn't think of anyone else who would commit something like this.
Well, whatever the case.
First, I decided to calm down my own stream viewers.
Because thanks to those bastards' broadcast debut, the topic of the chat window was completely plastered with talk about the Male Supremacy Group.
"Guys. Let's stop talking about the Male Supremacy Group now."
【——】─Why. It's funny. lol
【——】─Se-hun, you hurry up and watch the broadcast too.
【Reformed Guburi】─Back! I went there to watch and swear at them, but when I saw them crying I felt sorry for them so I just came back.
【——】─What's the difference between the 1st and 2nd gen Male Supremacy Group?
【——】─Ugly bastard broadcasts are amusing too. lol
【——】─But aren't the titles of the posts those guys made kind of suspicious? Most of them had titles targeting Se-hun.
【——】─A platform where only shitty faces gather. lolol
【——】─Looks like the broadcasts are being forcibly transmitted. But why do I not feel sorry for them.
【——】─People are swearing at them so hard. lolol Is this what they call a role-reversal trial? lolol
【——】─They went around posting malicious comments themselves, but now that they're personally attacked in return, they're losing their goddamn minds.
"I said stop mentioning them. If you'd rather watch their broadcasts than mine, go ahead and head over there."
【——】─Watching both at the same time.
【——】─lol When I put Se-hun's broadcast up side by side, those bastards don't look like humans, they look like aliens.
"Managers. Permanently blacklist everyone who types chat related to the Male Supremacy Group."
【Reformed Guburi】─Yes! Gye Bastard-hun Master!
【Yoho】─Yes!
【Hottie Licker】─Lick lick.
【Reverse-Rape Maniac】─Give me manager too. T_T
This time, a whopping 5,000 or more viewers were purged.
This was clearly also Drift's handiwork.
It seemed she was currently watching the broadcast without doing anything else for the moment.
"Now the chat window's finally cleaned up."
【Reformed Guburi】─They only fucking listen once you actually ban them. The fuckers. lmao
【——】─You're doing a periodic massacre drama. Whoa.
【Bubblegum Collector】─Wakyapya! I didn't manage to ban a single one!
Afterwards.
I turned the camera away for a moment.
There was something I needed to do before continuing the broadcast.
【——】─What. Why are you turning the camera away?
【——】─Show your face!
【Min-ji】─Aaaagh! Show your face!!! Quickly!!!
"Just wait about 10 minutes. I'm going to go have a quick call with a manager."
【Reformed Guburi】─Me?
After saying that.
I sent a whisper to Drift.
To have a little chat about this current situation.
【<Whisper to Drift AI>★Hun's World】─Drift. Are you free for a quick call right now?
One minute passed like that.
Two minutes, three minutes passed, and there was still no reply.
‘Why wasn't she sending a whisper? She was definitely watching my broadcast right then...’
Just as I was harboring that question.
Only after about four minutes had passed did a whisper finally arrive from Drift.
【<Whisper from Drift AI>】─I say. I say that I wish to converse via whisper or mail.
I immediately sent another whisper back.
【<Whisper to Drift AI>★Hun's World】─Do it by call. So I can hear your voice a bit while we talk.
Even after this, about two minutes passed before a whisper belatedly arrived.
It didn't seem like she was busy.
It just seemed like making a call felt burdensome and she was agonizing over it.
【<Whisper from Drift AI>】─I say. I say that I understand.
【<Whisper to Drift AI>★Hun's World】─I'll call you, so give me your number.
【<Whisper from Drift AI>】─I say that I will call your number instead.
Now that I thought about it, I had given Drift my number once before.
Of course, even if I hadn't told her, she would have dug it up on her own anyway.
【<Whisper to Drift AI>★Hun's World】─Fine, whatever. Make it a video call if you can. Might as well see your face while we're at it.
I sent the whisper again.
At the same time.
The cell phone in my hand vibrated as a call came in.
<0000-0000-0000>
From a somewhat strange number.