Chapter 72
Chapter 72
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 072
Chapter Title: Do You Know Mouth Karma? (2)
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Mouth Karma. Simply put, it refers to the sins committed with one's mouth.
-What kinda bullshit is this lololol
-Bullshit.
-Talking about Mouth Karma? Are we talking? We're just typing in chat, duh. Tsk tsk. Did you even go to school properly?
‘The form of Mouth Karma has changed a bit as the world has evolved.’
In the past, it truly referred to sins committed through spoken words, but now online opinions spewed out could also be considered Mouth Karma. The trigger point had simply shifted from the mouth to the fingers, that was all.
[These guys are totally off the rails... If they're that malicious, no need to go easy on them.]
The Child Spirit watching from above clicked his tongue and chimed in.
Kang Yeonwoo shared the same sentiment.
“People who spew words without distinguishing between what should and shouldn’t be said seem to lack the judgment to discern right from wrong. So they commit sins carelessly without even realizing it, right? They're not in their right mind, so they commit sins and see illusions too. Isn't that so? You're not in your right mind, are you? You'll probably have a tough time until you come to your senses.”
The words came out softly with a smiling face.
However.
[Kang Yeonwoo, you scary kid. Wow... Didn't expect you'd use an incantation here. Well, it's not a curse, so it won't add to your karma... You're just showing them. Right?]
The Child Spirit, who alone grasped Yeonwoo's intentions, wasn't fooled by that smile or gentle tone.
And the result?
The reactions of those excreting malicious chats suddenly turned bizarre.
-This is real bullshit. Am I crazy rn? For real crazy; miheo;; lmao;;;
-Asinghmh thiswtf isthis hia‘43-8sb2349p43’; yoe34PQ’P
Messages that looked like typing out the death rattles screamed at the moment of dying.
For a brief moment, silence flowed through the chat window.
-...?
-...??
-What the hell??
-Both just dipped out of nowhere...?
Those who had been relentlessly cursing Yeonwoo suddenly stopped chatting.
Other viewers sensed something off and buzzed, but Yeonwoo alone smiled.
“Life is the real deal. Good luck out there.”
By now, those guys were probably on the verge of passing out.
What Yeonwoo had done was simple.
‘Haven't used an incantation in a while, and it's for this. Tsk.’
He'd infused power into his words to briefly open their Spirit Eyes.
No talismans drawn or anything, so the effect would last just a few minutes at best...
But that was more than enough for them.
Guys who'd piled up Mouth Karma so diligently would have quite the grudges accumulated, unbeknownst to them.
The aftereffects of witnessing that massive amount wouldn't be minor.
In short, instant karma.
-Wow... Suddenly it's all clean;;
-Were they really not right in the head?
-One word from Yeonwoo and they burrowed right in;;
-Thought they could sue or something? Guys scared of lawsuits barking like that...;
-Lololol they know it's not staged now, sucking up
-Malicious comment penalties for celebs got stricter lately, they must've chickened out for real. Barking when they're that scared lolol
The chat window suddenly cleaned up, leaving viewers puzzled, but more satisfying was how they couldn't even squeak at Yeonwoo before dipping.
Especially the timing of Yeonwoo's last words and the malcommenters' death rattles—viewers found the eerie coincidence amusing.
‘Scared because of a lawsuit... Letting them misunderstand like that isn't bad.’
Sometimes it's better if the truth stays hidden.
With the villains clubbed down and slinking away tails between legs, the savage, vicious chat atmosphere revived.
-But those guys deserved to get sued anyway. How the hell you stage with this many people?
-Right;; Who gathers this many for staging?? They couldn't even if they tried. Total nonsense;;;
The TV in my hand was currently hitting the program's all-time high viewer count.
Partly because Yeonwoo, the most anticipated rookie lately, drew a crowd from the start.
But more so, as the broadcast progressed with word spreading of the mysteriously spot-on consultations, even those uninterested in Yeonwoo piled in, steadily increasing numbers.
The content's freshness led to new inflows, and incoming viewers etched Kang Yeonwoo firmly in their minds.
Especially,
-But those types always think they're right, so if Yeonwoo had banned them outright, they'd spread their brainfarts as facts everywhere. Good they got fact-slapped and peaced out.
His calm demeanor calmly responding to malcommenters, plus the coincidentally perfect dip-out.
Frowned at the malicious chat flood, but once sorted, his composed handling drew even more favor naturally.
The malcommenters' rampage even benefited Yeonwoo.
“Yes. Didn't bother me much. Plenty of people spout nonsense. If you take every one to heart, you'll get stress-sick. Best to ignore. Those types trip over their own feet eventually.”
A staffer watching Yeonwoo interact with viewers muttered in wonder.
“Kang Yeonwoo, he's a rookie, right?”
Even after that chaos, his calm replies gave off a seasoned vibe. Like someone battle-hardened countless times?
“Yeah. Debuted less than half a year ago?”
“Then how's he so composed? Fresh off debut, and he takes face-to-face abuse like it's nothing? Is he kinda timid or something?”
“PD-nim, nah. A timid guy wouldn't handle a broadcast like this. Looked to me like he didn't even see them as opponents.”
“That's what's amazing. Right after debut, self-consciousness is at peak, no? Abuse right in his face, yet he told us to stay out?”
“Gotta admit that. Surprised me too. Thought it'd turn into a broadcast accident when he said he'd handle it... He's at that hot-blooded age.”
If he'd tried handling it by firing back curses or raging, instant broadcast accident.
They could edit footage, but not the hands and mouths of hundreds of thousands watching live stream online.
“Don't remind me. GIF'd and memed everywhere—stomach churns thinking about it. Headline already in my head: Rookie Actor Kang Yeonwoo Cursing Scandal on InTV Live... And we'd get roasted for casting him. Delaying existing episodes, bringing a bomb, they'd say.”
The PD rubbed his upper belly like it soured just thinking.
“Exactly. Pitch black in front of my eyes wondering how it'd go, then he turns it around like that... No wonder he doesn't seem like a rookie.”
A situation that could've snowballed straight to accident.
But bizarrely, Yeonwoo's calm yet sharply meaningful warning hit just as the malcommenters reacted weirdly and vanished, turning the story even more dramatic.
“That earlier bit... Package it well, could be good, right? Might even go viral.”
Clean handling, perfect wrap-up. Unfazed by malicious comments, saying his piece—pure catharsis.
“Needs some editing, but yeah, it'll land.”
“Works for me? Fast-reporter types already sniffing around, novelizing it. Better we show it straight. Distorted articles are a headache. Feels bad too.”
“Right.”
Grateful it didn't derail into accident and wrapped well, but guilt lingered for letting harsh words hit a budding talent.
Plus.
‘That type always blows up. Solid mentality? Guaranteed success!’
Years in broadcasting honed an eye.
Mentally tough ones can do anything.
Entertainment looks glamorous, but dark underbelly swallows people easy.
Yeonwoo was different.
‘Gotta hold onto him somehow!’
One broadcast. Barely two hours together, but the PD was convinced.
Long survivors in this industry have that mentality.
So better forge ties now for future gains.
“Ten minutes left now.”
The writer muttered beside.
Their eyes fixed on Yeonwoo, refusing to budge.
Kang Yeonwoo, sole focus for over two hours.
How he'd end the broadcast? Tremendously anticipated.
***
[Ten minutes until broadcast end.]
The clear announcer's voice echoed through the studio.
Checking, end time had swiftly approached ten minutes.
“Already time to part ways. Not quite enough for one more letter...”
-Just chit-chat!
-Yeonwoo, sing for us!
-Yeonwoo, I'm your bro. Say you love me?
With end looming, viewers shouted varied final requests.
“Song requests welcome, chit-chat's fine. Love... I'll think on it.”
Last reply blanketed chat in lololol.
Yeonwoo sang a few short songs in a row, and donations poured.
Amid it,
[KSH7 donated 500,000 won.]
[Exercised some restraint^^]
[KSH7 donated 500,000 won.]
[Love the sparrow duet^^]
The top donor showed unfailingly.
Calling each 500k "restraint."
-Want songs, wanna talk to Yeonwooㅠㅠ No more InTV?ㅠㅠ?
“Who knows. InTV has to call me first?”
Writer shook a sketchboard beyond camera screaming ‘ABSOLUTELY OK!!’ but Yeonwoo just smiled faintly, eyes to monitor.
“About three minutes left. Time for farewells... Hm?”
Yeonwoo, waving at camera, paused briefly.
A head had popped up pointing at the camera.
[Hey!]
The ancestor spirit who'd richly detailed the conman to Yeonwoo for his great-granddaughter's future's sake—with a D-grade Roar gift.
[Gramps, why're you back? Business done?]
[Realized I forgot to repay you. Spotted something fun on the way out.]
Fees already paid.
Of course, the ancestor spirit wouldn't even know he commissioned or paid.
[What? What?]
[That Yuksi guy who conned our future great-grandson-in-law! Heard him heading to Incheon somewhere with those Tteuni bastards?]
[Gonna torment him one last time?]
[Ahem! Ahem! Gotta end on a high note, no?]
Yeonwoo naturally continued.
“...bit short for that, so one last service.”
Debate on saying it or not was brief.
‘Tens of billions con?’
No way leave that guy knowing.
Plus, ancestor spirit stepping up like this? Conman's done from the start.
Unless he had a guardian spirit matching the ancestor.
But from the flow, apparently not.
‘This is why blood ties top connections.’
-as? What as?
-Young Master Kang possessed againㄷㄷ
“That conman who popped up live earlier. Sender here now?”
-I'm his friend, he's at the station, seems busy.
“Ah. Tell your friend then. Conman's caught, looks like. Check Incheon Port area.”