Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Super Park Dahye (8)
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“Next up... um... let me draw Happy Gold Sun.”
How did her skills improve so much, and so fast?
Dahye's hand danced across the screen tablet.
She still wasn't totally comfortable with the program, barely using the pen and eraser tools.
Yet with just a few strokes, a cute character took shape.
A golden sun sparkling brightly, topped with a dopey face and a squat little body.
And on the phone clutched in the sun character's hand? The Eterpri loading screen.
How is it that adorable?
Though... that Gold Sun probably wasn't the Gold Sun.
💬 Chat — Viewer [lolololololol] — Viewer [Look at her convert Gold Sun on the spot.] — Viewer [If King Sanne says so, it's gospel. Gold Sun starting today.] — Viewer [So freaking cute lololol] But now, people loved everything Dahye did.
Even if she fumbled with unfamiliar internet culture, or apologized awkwardly like this.
They cheered like she was an idol, flooding the chat with lololols.
Thanks to that, donations never stopped, and Dahye was turning into someone extraordinary, step by step.
This was the second-phase content Dongbaekyang had planned.
Pick a few donors and draw pictures tailored to their IDs.
It suited Dahye perfectly, didn't it?
She was always doodling in her notebook out of habit.
Skills honed through doodles meant she could whip up fun sketches on a whim, straight from her head.
Right now, all those lonely hours she'd spent alone were shining bright.
Just twenty minutes in, and she was already on her tenth drawing.
I was bursting with pride over her growth—in her art, her streaming, everything.
'My girl's an amazing artist!'
I wanted to brag to the whole neighborhood.
But...
Something had been bugging me for a while now.
How many times was this?
A childish girl's voice read out a disgusting donation message.
— Viewer [So, do you have a boyfriend or what? -_-] What the hell was this guy's deal, obsessing over boyfriends?
Crappy sentences, lame emotes, and that awful voiceover to top it off.
He had every ingredient for pure disgust.
Shitty personality and zero awareness.
Even as other viewers tore into him, he kept spamming donations.
— Viewer [Don't you know streamers are public property? No manners, so annoying.] Was this creep getting paid by the donation or something?
Barely dropping 1,000 won each time, yet acting so bold?
I was getting pissed. Couldn't take it anymore.
“Manager, that guy's been bugging me. Any way to stop it?”
“I've been banning nonstop... but he keeps coming back on alts. Can't do much about it. What now?”
“Whoa... he makes alt accounts just for this? Is streaming always like this?”
Then Dalnyangnyang, who'd been watching from the side, jumped in, fuming.
Oh right, she did her own streams too.
She must've dealt with this crap a ton.
Her face was pure revulsion.
“Ugh, those assholes are disgusting... Whenever a pretty new streamer pops up, the rejects from other channels swarm in. This is especially bad today.”
Seemed like at least four of those types in chat.
Had they coordinated on some forum?
Even Dalnyangnyang couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed manager perms and started banning too.
But bans only bought a few seconds of peace.
Less than a minute later, another donation popped up.
— Viewer [Not answering till the end, huh? ^^ Fine, I'll tell all my friends and business contacts Eterpri sucks. Watch it tank ^^] Maybe this guy needed therapy for real.
I was furious, but I knew internet streaming had its limits.
With a massive crowd of randos, crazies were inevitable.
Add anonymity, and even normals turned into monsters.
As an eight-year online gaming vet, I'd suffered plenty myself.
But...
Was Dahye okay?
She seemed calm enough for now...
But I could see her expression twitch every time one of those gross donations hit.
Was she holding it in?
I wasn't sure.
Dahye wasn't the hot-tempered type. She never got mad easily.
Actually, I'd never seen her mad, period.
So if she snapped, I'd have to do it for her.
Should I pause the stream and call them out? Threaten to sue?
But...
I couldn't do a thing.
The audience wasn't the only one invested in this stream.
Not talking about the company or Eterpri staff.
I was worried about Dahye.
Whatever she pursued next, she'd have to deal with crap like this.
Cosplay scenes, streaming—full of creeps everywhere.
I couldn't bulldoze into her career just because I was pissed.
Haa...
Part of me wanted to smash the chat, drag her home.
But I had to grit my teeth and endure.
This was her business.
But...
Wait...
Was I wrong here?
Should I stop her—for her sake, not the viewers?
Dahye's face looked off.
She gripped the pen in a tight fist, froze, staring blankly at the monitor...
Then her expression twisted.
So this was Dahye angry.
First time I'd seen it.
“King Sanne? Uh... should we take a quick break?”
Dongbaekyang touched her shoulder in panic, but Dahye didn't respond.
Just stared at the monitor with that twisted face.
What was she thinking?
For her future's sake, I hoped she'd hold it together.
She'd done amazing today.
I wanted nothing but praise waiting for her after this.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Hello. This is Park Dahye.
You showed up right when I needed you.
I have a question for all of you.
What should I do?
Hear me out and give me your answer.
Sometimes I watch Seonghyeon's streams before bed.
Lying in bed, just for a bit.
Billion Saga sometimes, mukbangs other times.
I giggle mindlessly until I fall asleep.
But now that I'm streaming myself...
I had no idea it was like this.
I'm angry.
Angry all the way to the top of my head.
That asshole's been crossing the line for a while now.
Not the donation messages—the creep lurking in chat, spouting nonsense for free.
— Viewer [Oh~ keeping quiet doesn't fool anyone. Explain the pic already. Say the word now and I'll help you out?] At first, it didn't faze me.
I'd made a promise with Seonghyeon yesterday.
[Should I say we're dating? Don't mention personal life at all. It'll just tire you out.]
He's right. Totally.
Work is work. Private life is private.
I'm dating Seonghyeon, and I'm proud as hell of it...
But to others, it's nothing.
We're worshipped online as King Sanne and Joggeuna...
But private life stays private.
Just do the job on stream.
Read chat, smile, draw pictures like now.
Dongbaekyang handles the rest.
I just smile.
But...
Once I saw what that creep meant by "the photo," my blood boiled.
I quietly asked Dongbaekyang what it was.
She slid her phone under the desk.
It was a pic from Eterpri Gal.
Me and Seonghyeon, hands clasped, dashing through the G-Fex venue.
I can still close my eyes and see it crystal clear.
Clutching Seonghyeon's sleeve, barely surviving the cosplay event.
When it all ended, just the two of us left in the world.
That scary venue turning into a cherry-blossom park, all pink and dreamy. Still vivid in my mind.
We promised to go back there together someday.
It's a precious memory to me.
Not something for some clueless jerk to smear with threats.
I know Eterpri Gal's been saying weird crap about me and Seonghyeon.
That I'm gaslit by him or whatever?
Probably that asshole's doing.
— Viewer [lololol Being puppeted by a game company employee is straight facts. Just say 'help' and I'll save you right now?] What the hell did Seonghyeon ever do wrong?
Me appearing on stream? My decision.
Earning 3 million won for appearance fee and illustrations.
Nail this gig, and maybe more illustration work comes my way.
That's why I showed up.
Work hard on this chance, become someone worthy of Seonghyeon.
Might even end up working at his company.
So I decided to step up and be confident.
Why drag Seonghyeon into it?
Is associating with me a crime?
“King Sanne? Uh... should we take a quick break?”
Still twenty minutes left on the ad timer.
I'd already drawn four pictures.
Even after learning it was that photo of me and Seonghyeon, I drew four more.
Responding to Dongbaekyang, reading viewer donations.
Thanking them over and over.
I kept smiling.
Smiled even knowing that creep badmouthed Seonghyeon.
Because it's work.
3 million on the line.
Bigger opportunities ahead.
So.
I smile through knowing Seonghyeon gets undeserved hate.
For my future.
Now, my question to you all.
Am I doing well?
Getting paid to do my job.
Will you praise the pathetic gamer shut-in as a fine adult now?
Just smile twenty more minutes and power through?
Is that your advice?
Sorry.
That was me whining.
I already know the answer.
Last eight years, all I've done is game.
So I don't know much about company work.
Can't presume to decide here.
But I know the answer anyway.
Because...
Seonghyeon showed it to me.
Eight years ago.
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