Chapter 119
Chapter 119
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: Black Kitty
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Spring Breeze shoots me a silent glare.
I've seen Gourmet Journey before. It's the kind of national broadcast that pretty much anyone in the country has tuned into at least once. It's been running for so long that it's like comfort food for everyone—a down-to-earth show with that good, earthy vibe.
But now there's this foreign object jammed right in the middle of it.
It doesn't fit. At all. I have no idea what the PD was thinking booking a guest like her, but judging by the not-so-friendly looks aimed at Spring Breeze, it seems like someone higher up pulled a prank.
"Eat up hearty, real hearty. This is a show about rediscovering forgotten local eats and boosting the market economy, but you'd think it was some fancy gourmet club from the way you're going at it."
Maybe because one of her own people slipped up in front of me, the usually quiet Spring Breeze suddenly shot up from her seat.
"If you're so great, why don't you try eating it!"
She points at the now-empty seat like she's daring me to give it a shot if I'm so confident.
She must've expected me to shake in my boots, but Spring Breeze is mistaken about one thing.
She's got Lim Yu-jun backing her and her agency pushing her hard, sure, but I'm a streamer who's plenty used to eyes from tens of thousands of viewers too.
"Fine, whatever."
As I step forward, Spring Breeze—who'd vacated her spot—looks downright flustered instead.
I take one step toward her side, and out of the corner of my eye, I see the PD, who's been listening to our exchange and mulling it over, give a small nod.
"Hello, ma'am!"
The owner, who looked a bit stunned at my sudden approach, quickly breaks into a smile and welcomes me.
"Come on in, miss!"
"Ahaha, 'miss' again, huh."
"Of course, you're a miss."
As I'm chatting with the owner, a thick, pleasant voice chimes in from the side.
"You must be a regular."
"I come here a lot with my unnie and buy from her."
This show's got a unique twist—no narration, just the PD firing off live questions. It's so straightforward it's almost stiff.
"Unnie?"
"Unnie!"
I beckon toward the back, and after a moment's hesitation, unnie comes over.
"Hello."
"Welcome, come on in."
"My unnie runs a clothing shop right by the square. Show her some love, everyone!"
💬 Comments — Viewer ⚔️lol product placement cool? — Viewer ⚔️sneaky promo A natural smile finally cracks the PD's previously blank face.
Whatever the PD's going for, our everyday vibe seems to be hitting the spot.
"What's that on your head?"
At the PD's follow-up, I lift Baek Seol, who's been hunkered down on my head, onto my palm and show her off.
"Her name's Baek Seol. She's my fluffy house kitty."
"Oh ho, that's the little friend who's always clinging to your head, right?"
The owner asks while torching a lobster tail without even taking our order.
"Yep."
Baek Seol stands on my palm, tapping her front paws cutely. The owner stares at her intently, muttering that there's nothing rabbit-friendly to feed her.
"Ma'am, cut unnie's up, but give me mine whole."
"That'll be tough to eat, you know?"
"It's fine."
— Viewer ⚔️how eat that without cutting? — Viewer ⚔️idk? The butter hits the torch flames, sizzling and releasing a mouthwatering aroma, and soon it's placed right in front of me.
"Miss, use these gloves to eat it."
"Whoa, thank you."
I slip on the plastic and cotton gloves the owner hands me and hoist up the especially massive lobster tail.
"Ta-da. Wobble wobble."
— Viewer ⚔️Ga-eul pls — Viewer ⚔️room leader this ain't your solo stream lol I take a huge bite of the perfectly golden lobster, and my mouth explodes with joy.
As my teeth sink into the tender tail meat, it pops and splits smoothly.
"Ohhh."
It barely takes a few chews before the lobster filling my mouth vanishes.
"Ahh, that's the stuff."
— Viewer ⚔️straight up beast mode lol — Viewer ⚔️our room leader was a bandit in past life probs Unnie, watching me chow down, grabs a big piece like she's not about to be outdone and starts eating.
"PD-nim, you too."
"Me?"
"Maybe 'cause I was eating it...?"
"No, it's fine."
The hesitant PD opens his mouth toward the lobster I'm offering.
"Take a big bite. That's how it's best."
When the PD tries to close his mouth at a dainty spot, I shove it in deeper.
"Gack."
"Chew!"
With lobster stuffed in his mouth and eyes rolling, the PD finally clamps down, puffing out his cheeks like a chipmunk.
"Mm."
The soft shellfish meat goes down smooth after a few chews.
"Good, right?"
"Yeah. It might not look it, but big bites seem to be the way to go."
"Told ya. Just like how you gotta chug Americano straight—no dainty sips. Same with this: one big waaang and it's gone."
— Viewer ⚔️lol Ga-eul so cute We're laughing and filming a lively scene when a sticky, brooding vibe creeps in from behind.
A quick glance back reveals Spring Breeze, lost and adrift because of me.
"We're all done here, so we'll head out. Sell a ton, ma'am."
"Thanks always. Come back soon, miss."
"Oh right, ma'am. Folks at the market keep piling food on me— was that you?"
"Who knows? I do have connections around here."
She rolls her eyes innocently, but her actions scream "local influencer."
Looks like she's spread the word far and wide that I helped her out.
Thinking about how one of our viewers is still munching on that family-sized sweet potato makes me chuckle.
"Seriously heading out now."
"Sure, take care."
Sensing some behind-the-scenes drama I don't want to touch, I decide to bail quick. Best to come off as just a passing customer.
Sticking around longer might drag innocent PD into trouble on my account, so I hop up fast. The PD sitting next to me stands too.
"Ga-eul-ssi."
"Yes?"
The PD pulls something out and hands it over.
It's his business card, name etched bold.
"Was hoping to have you as a guest sometime."
"Me? I'm no celeb."
"These days, regular folks appear plenty. Gotta keep up with the times."
"Really?"
I'd figured broadcast gigs were celeb-only, but he's way more with-it than I thought.
"And not for Gourmet Journey—I've got another show in the works. Thought you might fit there."
"Oh, doing other stuff too?"
"Big plans brewing."
I figured Kang PD was Gourmet Journey for life, but he's more ambitious than he lets on.
"I've done this so long I forget sometimes how many years. Time to pass the torch to the juniors and pioneer something new."
"Ah, fully retiring from this, huh. Hit me up later then."
"Thank you."
He bows his head readily, no awkwardness despite my age.
"Oh, and I come with Baek Seol, so my rate's higher."
"Haha, that'll cost a bit. I'll pitch it to the boss."
As we wrap up greetings and head out, a burly guy blocks the door.
"Hey."
"...What?"
"You're Spring Breeze's manager, right?"
"So?"
"You idiots stick together real nice."
Her princess parade shoving folks aside rubbed me wrong from the start.
— Viewer ⚔️ugh room leader at it again — Viewer ⚔️room leader a total bulldozer? lol "This guy's nuts."
The manager, hearing me, raises his hand high like he's about to swing.
Smack.
"Aaaagh!"
I snatch his wrist and squeeze. He screams and drops to the ground.
"Agh! It's breaking—it's gonna break!"
"Don't shove innocent people for your princess. Show me that crap one more time, and I'll snap her neck."
"Aaaah!!"
A bit more pressure, and his hand turns purple fast.
"Answer."
"Got it, I got it!"
I yank his arm sideways, forcing his face toward the crowd at the entrance.
"Apologize."
"It hurts!"
He's still out of it, so I grip harder.
"Gaaah! Sorry!!"
The onlookers clap softly without a word.
Spring Breeze might be the culprit, but the manager did the deed—everyone's probably pissed inside.
— Viewer ⚔️our room leader's crazy af lol — Viewer ⚔️lol his sorry face kills me — Viewer ⚔️staged? wtf her grip strength lol — Viewer ⚔️so badass lol I let go of his wrist, and color rushes back fast into the once-purple hand.
"Don't wanna die? Manage that idiot bitch right."
"......"
"Answer."
"I-I said got it."
Off in the distance, the PD's stifling a laugh.
His earlier strained look was probably thanks to Spring Breeze big-time.
I give a little wave, and he waves back like "see you later."
"Unnie, let's go."
"Yeah."
Stepping outside with unnie, the whole world glows orange, the sun announcing it's almost set.
"Unnie, gotta head back now?"
"Yeah. Nothing urgent, but still gotta wrap up shop."
"Aw, bummer. Want me to model one more time? I sell well, right?"
"That'd be amazing."
Chatting leisurely with unnie as we walk, her shop comes into view quick—it's not far.
"Gonna smoke."
"Let's go."
"Where? You stink of cigs—head in first."
I figured she'd go into the shop, but even after telling her to go ahead, she grabs my collar and tags along.
We hit the smoking area right next door. I fish out my cig case, and unnie reaches out.
"Huh? Want one?"
Her hand's aimed at the phone mount, so she must want to film.
Remembering how she's always wanted to stream and films me, I hand her the mount.
"Hello, gentlemen viewers."
I wave and grin wide at the chat.
— Viewer ⚔️higuy higuy — Viewer ⚔️(･`◡´･)ゝ — Viewer ⚔️this is living "Sorry, stream ends here today."
— Viewer ⚔️????? — Viewer ⚔️wtf is this world-ending news? my heart? ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Han Ga-eul has ended the broadcast I tuck the dozing Baek Seol from my head into my pocket and reach for my lighter when unnie approaches.
"What?"
Without a word, just staring at me intently, unnie slowly pulls me into a waist hug.
Our noses brush, her hot breath washing right over me.
"Gimme a kiss?"
Unnie's cheeks flush pink.
Mwah.
A light peck on her lips, and her eyes go wide.
Cute as hell, not matching her looks at all.
"Did my pretty unnie wanna kiss me?"
She shakes her head at my teasing tone.
Then squeezes her eyes shut and mashes her lips against mine.
"Mmph!"
It's clumsy.
Just pressing, no finesse. I pull back a bit, and she looks up with half-teary eyes.
"Wanted a real kiss, not a peck?"
"...Yeah."
I bring my lips to hers slowly. She closes her eyes.
Light at first.
Mwah.
Then I draw her plump lower lip into my mouth.
I roll her soft, slick lip on my tongue, and she twitches.
Chew and suck, repeating till I tap her teeth with my tongue.
She parts her lips like she's been waiting.
Her breath's scorching.
"Stick out your tongue."
Even with my firm tone, she obeys.
Like a puppy.
Or rather, her shell's a haughty cat, but the soul's pure pup—fits perfect.
"Hahk, hahk."
"Good girl."
She pants rough with her tongue out. I stroke her hair, and joy fills her teary eyes.
A lick at her tongue—wet, slippery sensation hits mine.
She keeps twitching from the weird feel, so I hug her tight. Trembling stops.
Slurp.
I take her tongue in my mouth and suck slow. Our hot breaths and saliva mix.
Saliva mingled with unnie's drool drips down.
Sweet. Delicious.
Hugging and sucking away, now I can't even tell whose spit is whose.