Chapter 95
Chapter 95
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 95
Chapter Title: Bread Sprinkler
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Even though I'd told viewers to come only if they could make it within twenty minutes because I thought too many would show up, the wide loading dock was on the verge of bursting at the seams.
"My babies, stop buzzing around and gather over here!"
"Oh, hearing that live."
"Puhaha."
"Boss, hi!"
"Ongya. You made it."
"Kya. Boss replied."
"Damn, Boss is freaking gorgeous."
"Whoa, real-life Snow White."
⚔️ Ah, why is our house so damn far?
⚔️ Shit, I took the KTX, just wait a bit please!
"But why are you all keeping your distance like that?"
"'Cause we're shy."
"Quit your yapping and get over here."
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
From people who'd rushed over in taxis to those who'd driven their own cars, a diverse crowd gathered, creating quite the spectacle.
"My babies! Disperse and form ranks for inspection!"
While everyone was laughing and chatting merrily, one sharp-eyed person came sprinting over.
"Captain!"
⚔️ Kya, military guy lol
⚔️ This is gonna be hilarious, wanna go too
As one took the lead, the hesitant viewers came swarming over.
"Thanks for coming, everyone. You haven't eaten, right? Grab some bread first."
"Boss, didn't you say this was for the kids?"
"You guys are the kids."
"Kyaaak."
⚔️ You little shit, who the hell talks to Boss like that
⚔️ Hang that bastard up!
While some were shy, others boldly struck up conversations.
Unlike our usual bickering, the atmosphere between me and the viewers was surprisingly warm and fuzzy.
"See that big bag over there? Fill it up as much as you can carry."
I held out the massive 100-liter bags I'd bought in advance before the viewers arrived.
"Stuff it in here?"
"Pack it tight and take it home. Your families need to eat too."
The viewers stared in disbelief at the bags bigger than an adult torso.
"Boss, there are at least a hundred people here. You want each of us to fill one to the brim?"
"Yep."
"This is Blangerie bread. It's super expensive."
"Bread's bread, no matter the price. Quit worrying about dumb stuff and go grab your bread shopping."
Finally, the viewers grabbed a bag each and headed toward the trucks.
"Jia, Jiu. You like bread, right?"
"Yes, I do!"
"Yes!!"
"Good."
I patted Jia and Jiu's heads, and they beamed up at me.
"See those big brothers stuffing bread? You two go too."
"Wow! Pizza bread!"
Jiu grabbed a bag bigger than herself and bolted off excitedly, with the sensible Jia following behind.
"Eun-ah sis, don't you want some bread?"
"Me too!"
As even Eun-ah ran off to pick bread, the noisy surroundings quieted down.
Looking around, the woman who'd introduced herself as Park Min-kyung had even mobilized a forklift to unload pallets packed with bread.
It was like a fairy tale scene of kids devouring a house made of candy.
⚔️ Jealous, my guts are twisting
⚔️ Fr, wanna go but too far
"This is an impromptu bread meetup, so I'll properly invite you all next time. Don't be too bummed, my babies."
⚔️ Boss, keep your promise
⚔️ lol yeah, jump if you don't
"I will, my babies. Did I know Grandpa Dennis had such big hands? I'm flustered too."
⚔️ lol yeah true
⚔️ Just Lightness
While chatting with viewers away from the trucks, a car pulled into the lot.
⚔️ Those guys came from far afar
⚔️ I'm jealous, who are they
Four burly men piled out of the parked car.
"Huh?"
"Sis, we're here."
"Cheol-i?"
⚔️ Kang Cheol and crew
[What a dog name, Kang Cheol lol]
⚔️ Sb look at that build, scary af even second glance
They were Cheol-i and his squad mates from the Viper Squad we'd bonded with in the military.
"What? How'd you get all the way here?"
"Saw the stream saying fan meet, so we hauled ass."
Unlike their stiff demeanor back then, they answered with bright smiles.
"Not a fan meet, it's a bread meet. How'd you manage your schedules?"
"I was on admin duty yesterday, and the seniors with me were on shifts in command and control."
"If you're on duty, you should sleep or rest. Anyway, thanks for coming—you worked hard."
I spread my arms toward the Viper Squad members, and they slowly bent their massive torsos down familiarly.
"My babies. Thanks for coming."
"No problem."
"Heavy lifting? That's us."
As I hugged and patted each one, smiles bloomed on their rugged faces.
[Sb who are those guys, where from]
⚔️ lol newbie jealous? go try, you'll fold in half
[Territorial af, I'm a Helchang]
⚔️ Can you lift with a hole in your head? Dunno
As the Viper Squad ran to the trucks to help, I lit a cigarette.
"Phew—. This is insane. How are we moving all that?"
⚔️ Can't just take the truck?
⚔️ Three 11-ton trucks, no way by hand
After checking the chats closely, I approached the person who'd brought the bread.
"Mind if we borrow the trucks?"
"The drivers are with us, so as long as you respect quitting time, it's fine."
"Oh! Thank you."
"No problem. Please put in a good word with Mr. Balua."
"Sure. I'll tell Grandpa you took great care of us."
"Thank you. If you need more, we can airlift immediately anytime."
"No, this is already too much."
With permission secured, after a bit, most people seemed to have their bags full.
"Kids, gather up if you've packed your bread!"
At my call, people came swarming.
"There's way too much bread left. Wanna help distribute to kids around? Those with plans can head out first."
A few looked like they might leave, but no one did.
"Shiplian-ah, I came to see you, why send me!!"
"Puhaha."
Someone yelled from the back of the crowd.
"Yeah. Thanks, my babies. Look your fill and go."
The lot erupted in laughter at my simple words.
"Who drove? Pick up the walkers, and let's go distribute around."
"Yessir."
"Let's roll!"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Arriving at a local daycare with countless people and even 11-ton trucks, one flustered person came out walking.
"What brings you here?"
"We have extra bread."
"...Pardon?"
After explaining, the daycare director opened her mouth with an apologetic face.
"We're grateful, but we can't give unverified food to the children."
According to the director, from high schoolers to preschoolers, they couldn't risk perishable breads.
As I pondered what to do, someone from the branch office walked out.
"Hello, Director. I'm Park Min-kyung, head of Blangerie Korea."
The troubled director took the business card and immediately gave the OK.
"That's power?"
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Thought she was just bakery owner lol]
Worried the director might change her mind, we swiftly unloaded with the viewers.
"Jiu helping too?"
"Yes!"
Jia and Jiu were diligently carrying bread with their tiny hands.
Not to be outdone, I grabbed several tied bread bags and hauled them, making nearby eyes go wide.
"Boss is stupid strong."
"Whoa, this shit's heavy."
After emptying into the daycare, the problem was we'd brought too much—even after a lot, the trucks were still piled high.
Fewer residents than expected, couldn't consume it all.
No choice, I gathered all the viewers.
"Kids, no helping it. Stuff the big bags and scatter, each take some."
"All of it?"
"Not all, but search phones for nearby elders in need or kids' places, deliver. Give to homeless you see, whatever."
Feeling bad for making them work, but luckily viewers were positive.
"Sorry for just hard labor without even buying food. Can't find a spot for this crowd suddenly, it'd be a nuisance."
"True that."
"It's fine!"
"Boss! Proper fan meet next time!"
"Oya, I'll show you a real one. Promise!"
"Promise!"
"Promise!!"
⚔️ Keeek festival!!
⚔️ Kiyaa nailed the promise
⚔️ Damn next time mandatory
⚔️ Already trembling in excitement
Seeing them cheer back loudly warmed my heart—like I, a mere personal streamer, was a celebrity.
"My babies, come here one by one."
I spread my arms wide, and viewers approached smiling one by one.
"Good work. Next time, tasty food on me."
"Already stuffed."
Hugging and patting each, they peeled off spouting nonsense.
"Thanks for coming."
"I'm more thankful. Boss has such a warm heart."
After hugs, people grabbed bags and left one by one. Last remaining: Eun-ah sis, the siblings, and squad members.
"Still over a truckload left."
The bread stacked in the 11-ton truck was beyond imagination.
"Eun-ah sis, can you take Jia and Jiu?"
"Where you going, Ga-eul?"
"Got a place. Gotta handle this bread."
⚔️ Who eats all that?
⚔️ To Labor Party HQ?
"For numbers and appetites, military. We're heading to Black Viper Battalion."
[Gasp]
⚔️ Gasp
Cheol-i approached after hearing.
"Sis, base bans outside food."
"Hold on."
I pulled out my phone and called a saved number.
- Hello?
"Hi, Battalion Commander. It's Ga-eul."
- Ah! Ga-eul, long time!
"Commander, got tons of bread from Blangerie. Mind if I share with the troops? Fresh baked today."
- Normally no, outside food risks ops, but since you ask, sure.
"Ah! Thank you!!"
- Haha, I'm more thankful.
"Yes. Rest well!"
Click.
Hanging up, squad stared weirdly.
"What."
"This... power?"
⚔️ This power?
⚔️ Kya sweet
"Quit bullshitting and get in the car. Mind if I hitch a ride?"
"M-me! Sis's front seat!"
"No rank, this punk."
"Ah, Sgt. Park drives, right?"
Arriving at the base an hour away, the Battalion Commander—who should've been at HQ—was waiting at the gate, thanks to Cheol-i's heads-up.
"Commander!"
"Long time, Ga-eul. But that..."
He looked flustered at the huge 11-ton truck. Probably thought a little bread.
"That's your 'a lot'?"
"Yes. Very."
"..."
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
⚔️ Lol Commander funny too, knew it'd be that much? lol
"Troops will eat big."
The squad beside sweated bullets hearing that.
"Now I see, Sgt. Park. We eating bread three squares?"
"Probably."
The sudden bread wave stirred the base.
"Oh right. Did my Cheol-i do best? Muah?"
Area went silent at my words.
"Uh... no. Gotta live long."
⚔️ lol good job Cheol, almost sent one off
⚔️ Ah lol don't wanna die, keep lowkey
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📰 Breaking News The True Face of a Personal Broadcaster Who Spat Abuse at Reporters and Viewers Reporter: Park In-jun A personal broadcaster, Ms. A, is making waves after hurling abuse at reporters participating in her stream for coverage and at viewers. She has a history of saving Dennis Balua, owner of Golden Wheat Field, at a foreign yacht party. Yet unlike her good deeds, her mouth was foul. She feeds struggling kids, donates massive bread to vulnerable groups and soldiers guarding the nation... Still, to reporters: "You f***ing shit. Don't I have the right to headspin your fat face?"—mouth and hands going wild... ... ... ... 💬 Comments — os*** Reporter retard? — si*** Pick one: curse or praise ⭐ Top Comment — wa*** Kya our Bosslien world class lol — mo*** This shit sneaked into bread meet? Get spotted and die? — d1*** Can't understand lol reporter high? — zz*** We don't get Boss either, you will? lol Understand it trash reporter — ku*** Sometimes goes batshit acceleration but good kid heh "These ten shits. Writing articles now?"
⚔️ Gasp saw it