Wanna Do the Raid With Me?
Minji’s phone kept buzzing nonstop. Viewers flooded the chat with reactions like “holy crap,” “wait, this is… uh, kinda hard to explain without sounding like harassment, but wow, that’s actually insane,” and “she’s on another level.” Meanwhile, the culprit behind the entire mess was calmly plugging in cables under the desk, showing zero signs of resolving the chaos anytime soon.
“Done!” At least she’d finished connecting everything. As Minji crawled out from under the desk on all fours, the chat filled with disappointed comments while someone in the parking lot let out a long sigh of relief. That relief lasted only a moment.
“Huh? Why isn’t it turning on?” she muttered, promptly crawling right back under the desk and flopping down again. Viewers’ smiles widened instantly, while the person in the parking lot smacked their forehead in despair.
Minji kept wiggling her sturdy legs this way and that, grumbling, “Where is it? Seriously, how do you even do this?” when her ears caught Suha’s desperate shouting—actually just the phone vibrating.
“Oh, a call’s coming in.”
The viewers’ fun time was clearly over. Minji crawled out once more, picked up the phone, and answered.
“Hello? Suha, I’ll put you on speaker—”
Because of the helmet, she had no choice but to use speakerphone, and she immediately informed Suha of that fact. The next second, a voice exploded through the helmet straight into her ears.
[“You crazy bitch!”]
Minji flinched. “Whoa, Suha’s mad. But why…? She always has a reason when she gets angry.”
She thought for a moment. “Ah, this is definitely my fault, but… what exactly did I do wrong? I seriously have no idea…”
“Uh, hey, Suha? I’m live right now…”
[“That’s the problem! Your ass is wiggling all over the stream right now!”]
“Huh? What do you mean? Ah.”
Minji’s gaze dropped to the camera she’d left neatly on the floor. From that angle… yeah, it was pretty bad.
“Okay, that’s a little much. Hmm…”
[“Haa… Sorry for yelling. But you could actually get the stream taken down at this rate.”]
“Got it. I’ll be careful.”
Realizing she’d accidentally put on a borderline adult broadcast performance, Minji quietly picked up the camera and brought it up to her face.
“Wow, you perverts. I didn’t think you were like this.”
Of course the viewers had every right to feel wronged. Minji—also known as Seongnyeo Naise—had a heavily male-skewed audience. And men were tragically simple creatures whose optic nerves automatically locked onto pretty women or women with great figures. Someone had been vigorously shaking a massive pair of cheeks right in the center of the screen, and now she was calling them perverts? That felt a bit unfair.
“I mean, come on. I’m wearing a helmet, so it’s hard to keep track of the stream angle. If something like that happens, you guys should at least warn me! Seriously, you’re all too much.”
At this point the viewers weren’t just wronged—they were on the verge of tears. They had desperately held themselves back. Even though the managers were struggling in chat, most viewers hadn’t crossed the line. They’d all had the same thoughts when they saw that ridiculous sight, but almost none of them had been shameless enough to type it out. Whether they scribbled it in a notepad or kept it in their heads, the majority had stayed within bounds. Yet the person who caused the whole mess was now scolding them. It was enough to drive them insane with frustration.
“Still, I guess it can’t be helped. If you’re a guy, that’s just how it is… I get it. I’m not saying I don’t understand.”
Even after showing nearly a thousand viewers that kind of spectacle, Minji didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed. She had always been a chaos-loving streamer who craved attention, and the emotion called shame had been surgically removed from her personality. If she’d ever felt it, she would’ve refused the female cam dance her squad leader ordered during military service and immediately submitted a leave request. Besides, she knew exactly how powerful her body was. She understood how Lee Minji’s figure looked to men, how those elegant curves drew eyes. Even she, whose libido was half-dead, sometimes lost track of time staring at herself in the mirror—so of course men couldn’t help it. Being viewed as an object of sexual desire was nauseating enough to make her want to vomit, but it wasn’t something she couldn’t comprehend at all.
“Alright, let’s try turning it on. Drumroll, please…”
This time, determined to avoid another disaster, Minji carefully continued the stream with the camera in one hand. Viewers let out disappointed sighs while Suha exhaled in relief. No one actually wanted the stream to get banned, so they reluctantly reined in their greed. It was the golden goose theory. The woman would obviously pull something similar again anyway, so there was no point risking everything by being too greedy. Considering what kind of person Lee Minji was, it was an incredibly cold and accurate judgment.
Regardless of what the viewers were thinking, Minji walked over with the camera in hand and pressed the power button.
“Ta-da! Whoa, damn, this looks sick…”
A low whirring sound spread as the cooling fans spun up, and lights began blinking one by one across the case. At the same time, the fully assembled custom PC’s imposing presence slowly revealed itself. A black knight clad in jet-black armor—Bolekia—with golden sword auras radiating outward in every direction. Each blade of aura sparkled brilliantly, almost excessively flashy.
It looked a bit childish, and the excessive flashiness made it seem like something people would get tired of in a few days, but—
“It’s got charm. They should’ve made something like this sooner.”
After all, MMORPGs were a genre that pursued an indescribable kind of romance. In that sense, Ias’s new attempt and challenge this time felt pretty good. Especially with the solid winter break patch prepared, adding this on top made it even better. Either way, the unboxing was over.
“Alright, I’ve finished installing the custom PC. I’ll finish setting up the stream today so I can broadcast from home starting tomorrow.”
Her helmet was starting to feel stuffy, so Minji began laying the groundwork to end the stream.
“There is no Part 2. I have to set up the stream, so I’ll end here.”
As expected, the viewers reacted with—
Unfortunately, Minji couldn’t see the chat right now. Even if she could, it probably wouldn’t have changed much. She could’ve just said, “Ah, I couldn’t see the chat so I didn’t notice, haha.” While everyone was spamming “No” or “Lmao,” Minji boldly clicked the end stream button.
The stream has ended.
The viewers who had been spamming felt awkward for no reason, while the person in the parking lot let out an impressed “Whoa…” Either way, her first helmet-cam stream was over. It had only lasted an hour, yet it had been incredibly chaotic.
——
In front of the door to a studio apartment that wasn’t exactly old but wasn’t particularly clean either, a woman stood shifting her weight from foot to foot, unable to stay still. Ah, um. She needed to go in, but… she was nervous. The nervousness kept building. She reached for the bell, then pulled her hand back, repeating the motion over and over—
Click!
“What are you doing standing there without ringing the bell?”
The door opened on its own, revealing the homeowner with a thoroughly soaked face. The helmet must have been hot—she’d taken it off and apparently splashed water on herself. She’d washed so carelessly that water had splashed all over her clothes, and… the inside was slightly see-through… And why wasn’t she wearing a bra? No matter how stuffy it was, taking it off right away was a bit much… And if she was going to wear white, she should’ve been more careful. Girls these days really had no sense of danger.
“Hey, hey! Everything’s showing! Get inside, quick!”
“Huh? Oh, you’re right.”
Suha, who had been quietly nervous about visiting Minji’s place for the first time, felt that tension vanish in an instant the moment she saw the state Minji was in. As expected… this girl really needed her. Yeah, definitely.
Leaving Suha and her somewhat mischievous thoughts behind, Minji asked, “What do you want to eat? Anything you’re craving?”
Suha’s eyes lit up. It was time to execute the plan she’d been preparing all day yesterday.
“Um… Minji, do you dislike chicken feet?”
Chicken feet were a classic drinking snack that both men and women enjoyed. Of course, they had the downside of being polarizing, but based on Minji’s personality so far—
“Hmm, I only eat boneless chicken feet. Is that okay?”
A smile spread across Suha’s lips. Success!
“Then~ I don’t really like bone-in chicken feet either.”
“Really? That’s perfect. We should order some sides too… Let’s see, rice balls and… steamed egg… What else should we get?”
Minji scrolled through the delivery app on her phone, picking out menu items one by one. Every time she chose something, she asked Suha, “This okay?” or “Should I order this?” It felt nice to be consulted like that.
That said, she needed to get to the main point soon. Hmm.
“By the way, how spicy should we make it…? I’m not great with spicy food…”
“Hey, um, Minji.”
“Yeah?”
Minji, who had no patience, immediately pressed Suha when she saw her hesitating.
“What? Spit it out, human. There are two ways to piss someone off—”
“Uh, would it be okay if we ordered soju too…? Hehe.”
Minji tilted her head at the word “soju,” then narrowed her eyes.
“You’re not trying to force me to drink again, are you?”
Back when they first met, Suha had made Minji chug alcohol out of guilt for lying about her age. Her head had been spinning so badly. Just thinking about it made her nauseous. “I’m not drinking. No way.”
“R-right…! I’ll drink by myself. Yeah.”
Faced with Minji’s unexpectedly firm attitude, Suha immediately switched to Plan B. Once she drank, she wouldn’t be able to drive. Since she’d driven all the way here, Minji would have no choice but to let her stay the night. It was a childish and petty plan.
“Fine, but you absolutely can’t force me to drink.”
“Of course not.”
With Plan B half-successful, Minji suddenly had a question.
“Oh right, Suha, can I ask you something?”
As always, once curiosity struck, Minji couldn’t hold back.
“There’s that Bolekia first clear event this time. What are you gonna do?”
“Huh? First clear?”
“If you haven’t found a party yet, wanna do it with me?”
What? It was just… you know, a simple suggestion to clear a raid boss together. But the way she said it almost sounded like asking someone out on a date. Seriously, this girl. Did she think Suha would immediately agree just because she asked? Suha was popular too—she had plenty of people who wanted to party with her.
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
God, this was ridiculous.