Jangsanbeom Turns On the Broadcast with the Grim Reaper
“Excuse me.”
“Well, there's nothing in here but miscellaneous spirits anyway... What are you apologizing for...?”
Among the grim reapers who usually enter other people's houses without removing their shoes, this one is surprisingly polite.
When Yeongchun entered, the miscellaneous spirits who had been doing household chores jumped around happily.
They must have thought they could escape from here. Poor things.
“Then what should I do now?”
“Why are you asking me that? I'm not a grim reaper, I'm a phantom beast.”
I asked, looking dumbfounded.
“Normally, they would carefully inspect the house or listen to the stories of the miscellaneous spirits... But now, there's no need for that.”
“Th... that's true.”
“And if I finish the investigation right away after starting, the headquarters will suspect me.”
“That's right......”
If it were a trial, in the first 10 minutes of the trial, if a 'not guilty' verdict came out, unless the lawyer had a hypnosis app, it would obviously be seen as bribery.
But I can't turn on the broadcast either, because if I turn on the cam, the headquarters will immediately notice.
Wait a minute... As long as I don't turn on the cam, it should be fine, right?
Even the headquarters wouldn't remember every word of the grim reaper's voice, right?
“Is there anything you can do well?”
“What do you mean by 'well'?”
“If I do the broadcast alone, it won't be fun.”
At that, Yeongchun asked with a surprised face.
“Sanbeom, do you do broadcasting?”
“Yes. It's a hobby.”
“It's not just the face, right?”
“Of course, I do that too.”
Although the body I have isn't to my liking, there is no face that fits this well for broadcasting. But why wouldn't I show my face?
“What if dangerous guys stick to me while seeing such a cute face?!”
Yeongchun stretched my cheek flesh long on both sides.
You are the most dangerous!
Wait, really, why did the headquarters pick such a guy as a grim reaper?! A guy who feels sorry for a cat dying on the street and turns it into an eternal life cat.
“So, is there anything you can do? For example, tell people's lifespans...”
“Hey, that was only possible for old grim reapers. If you say something wrong about lifespan nowadays, it's a leak of heavenly secrets and you'll be caught immediately.”
It seems they don't get caught for turning a blind eye to crimes just by seeing a phantom beast's appearance.
“Is lightly reading fortunes possible?”
Reading fortunes... Clearly a way that doesn't require turning on the cam.
“Okay. Let's do that. Do I need anything else? No tarot cards or something...”
Although it sounds a bit odd for a grim reaper to use tarot cards while reading fortunes, I asked anyway.
“Anything that can be given meaning is fine. Mahjong is fine too, and if not, playing cards are possible.”
Mahjong is understandable, but playing cards for fortunes... The fortune telling that comes out wouldn't be believed by anyone except a true duelist who bets their soul in dual.
“Is using trump cards possible?”
“Of course.”
If a Western grim reaper read fortunes with trump cards, it would be a bit less awkward, but a grim reaper using trump cards... Well, whatever.
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[Sanbeom's Broadcast Has Started]
“A lot of people gathered. I turned it on because I was bored again today... Still, I have a plan.”
“Ah, hello. Is this how you greet?”
“The person who will be broadcasting with me today. And whoever said girlfriend, don't come to the broadcast until tomorrow!”
“Yeah, I don't.”
I'm not human, what can I do.
I cut that guy who said girlfriend like a knife earlier.
“Monopolizing? I'm just a guest here, and I'm helping out on my broadcast. Hey, stop petting my head.”
I slapped Yeongchun's hand that was petting my head.
“Hic.”
Is this really a grim reaper?
A grim reaper should have dignity, right? The ones I met... Except the one who gave me this body, they all felt like mechanical civil servants. What is this guy even doing?
“It's noisy, and this person is going to read my fortune. Put your nickname here if you want to receive it.”
“Ugh... Sanbeom's hair is really nice!”
This time, Yeongchun was braiding my hair.
Since I was going to do it anyway even if she told me not to, I might as well let her.
“Aigoo, I want to turn on the cam too, but the cam has an error and I can't turn it on.”
“If I turn on the cam, ghosts might appear like last time?”
“Whoa! Where do you think you're taking our Sanbeom. Sanbeom is mine!”
The chat room had turned into an asura hell.
I wondered if this was what it would look like after passing the asura gate in the rebirth document of hell. Pure curiosity.
What kind of thoughts led me to turn on today's broadcast? Hahaha!
Shouldn't I have changed the broadcast title to 'Reading Fortunes' instead of 'Tiger Roar Type'?
Yeongchun and the viewers were pulling me as if I were their own, and I had no tiger roar type of my own.
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After about 30 minutes, I finally managed to read the first viewer's fortune.
“What would you like to know?”
Yeongchun asked the viewer in a gentle voice.
“Coin betting... Perfect for going bankrupt... No, it's a style that enjoys adventure.”
“Wait, you didn't just say 'perfect for going bankrupt'?”
“I didn't say it.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Well, anyway, I'll show you your fate as determined by the heavens.”
Yeongchun shuffled the trump cards with skilled hands.
The cards that came out were clover K, diamond 3, spade 9, spade K.
“Huuu... Blank card.”
“This isn't poker!”
“Ah, right.”
“Looking at these cards, don't do it.”
“Since there's a curse on it, I can't say in detail... If you do it, you'll die. Really die. You'll start making money but end up ruined and dead.”
Since the grim reaper who executes fate should never be taken lightly, but in the end it depended on how the recipient accepted the result.
Still, since they accepted it, it was fortunate.
“Next viewer.”
I used the device to randomly select the next viewer.
“What would you like to know?”
A really demanding request. Asking to guess who they are, that's not fortune telling, that's something you need to open a life registry for.
“Okay. Let's try it!”
Unlike my thoughts, Yeongchun burned with unexpected enthusiasm and shuffled the cards.
The cards that came out were spade K, diamond 9, clover J, spade 6.
“Eh...?”
Unlike the initial enthusiasm, as soon as she flipped the cards, Yeongchun's expression grew more and more uneasy.
“Spade K means death, the other cards mean elderly, dream, chaos... Wait!”
“You're a shaman. One who hosts a runaway god.”
The chat room flew up at an incredible speed, but Yeongchun's eyes didn't see it.
Yeongchun took out her smartphone and sent a text somewhere.
“I didn't think there would be such a windfall. Good that you came to the broadcast.”
The chat of the viewer who asked to guess who they were stopped coming.
[Superior donated 1000 won. (Yeongchun, what are you doing there?)]
“Eh... How did you know my name...?”
[Superior donated 1000 won. (The guy who went to investigate came, and he came out from there. Wait, I'll go to the chat room soon.)]
“Senior?”
“...... Today's broadcast ends here.”
Why does it always turn into an incident when I just do broadcasting?!