Chapter 66: A Live Stream? Wait, You Want Me to Make Her What?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 66: A Live Stream? Wait, You Want Me to Make Her What?
“Ah, can everyone see me okay?”
Ye-seul asked, peering into her phone’s camera.
As soon as she started the broadcast, dozens of people flooded in, the chat scrolling up at a dizzying speed.
A Starstagram shoot.
And a live broadcast at that.
Ye-seul, wearing a mask, adjusted her hair in front of the screen.
The location for this live stream was my living room, which doubled as a gym.
I stood just outside the camera’s angle, watching her broadcast.
How did Ye-seul end up doing a Starstagram Live at my place, you ask?
Well...
*
After hearing Yeong-eun’s advice, Ye-seul had gone home and agonized over it for a long time.
‘Yeong-eun unnie is right.’
To gain more followers and popularity, broadcasting was essential.
Diverse activities would expand her reach as an SNS star.
But the truth was, she was shy.
The thought of broadcasting her face in front of so many people...
‘They’ll be watching every expression I make in real-time, won’t they?’
Even if she wanted to, she felt like she couldn't.
At first, she had been so shy about taking photos that until recently, she wouldn't even take a picture without a mask covering her face.
‘I only started revealing my face after I met Senior Jae-ho.’
However, Ye-seul could feel firsthand just how many benefits revealing her face had brought.
She had long since surpassed one million followers.
And that happened only a month after she went public with her face.
Of course, there were still many allegations that her photos were photoshopped or filtered, but she didn't care.
She had found the courage to show her face.
And in those moments, Jae-ho was always by her side.
The very first photo where she revealed her face was one Jae-ho had taken for her.
‘Lately, there have been more compliments on my body, too.’
Ye-seul’s SNS had always been loved for her great physique.
But recently, those kinds of comments appeared even more frequently.
Once, it was even featured in an article.
Something about a "body gifted by the heavens."
‘The heavens didn't give it to me, though.’
There was someone else who helped her build this body, but no one knew.
Senior Jae-ho.
Ye-seul thought of him.
She thought of Jae-ho, who always watched over her workouts.
Every time, his eyes would shine with passion as he meticulously checked her form.
His gaze was so intense that she felt her body heating up whenever he looked at her.
If Jae-ho looked at her with that gaze and encouraged her...
She felt like she could handle even a bashful live broadcast.
“Should I try asking him?”
Ye-seul muttered, fiddling with her phone.
She didn't know how many times she had pressed the power button on and off.
On once, off twice, on three times, off four.
In the meantime, she couldn't count how many times she had dialed Jae-ho’s number.
She had it set as a speed dial, but she always ended up typing it out herself.
After several moments of hesitation.
She dialed Jae-ho’s number again, her fingers remembering it by heart.
“Phew.”
Her heart was pounding.
It wasn't like this was her first time calling him, so why was she like this?
After a few more hesitations, Ye-seul finally pressed the call button.
Ring... Ring...
A standard dial tone with no special ringback tone.
She thought even that was very much like Jae-ho.
How long did it ring?
Her heart felt like it was going to explode, and just as she was considering hanging up—
—Hello?
Jae-ho’s voice came through the receiver.
Ah, this voice.
She let out a sigh of relief at the sound of the voice that always put her mind at ease.
“Haah, Senior, what... what are you doing?”
—Just working out. Do you need something?
“Ah, no, it’s not... it’s not that...”
What should she say?
Where should she even start?
She had run countless simulations in her head, but now that the moment was here, the words wouldn't come out.
“The, the thing is...”
—Yeah?
Jae-ho’s voice tickled her ear.
What was this?
Why was she so embarrassed?
It was no different from usual.
But the events at the studio kept flashing through her mind.
Jae-ho, watching her body intently.
Every time she came out in a different outfit, his face, his eyes, staring wide to capture the charm of the clothes.
Her face flushed.
Heat rose, and her head felt dizzy.
She felt that sensation again, as if she were standing naked in front of the camera.
“A-Ah, never mind!”
She hung up the phone without realizing it.
“What are you doing, Hwang Ye-seul! You had something to ask Senior Jae-ho!”
She scolded herself for hanging up and slapped her cheeks.
The stinging pain snapped her back to her senses.
“L-Let’s try again.”
Just as she was about to call back—
—Bummerland~ Here I am.
The ringtone sounded.
—Senior Jae-ho.
Jae-ho was calling her.
“Eek!”
Her embarrassment spiked.
But she couldn't just not answer.
“H-Hello?”
—Ye-seul, is something wrong?
“Ah, no, it’s not that.”
—Don't feel pressured, just tell me. Is it because you don't think you can make it to your workout today?
“W-Workout?”
—It’s your PT session today.
Ah.
She had forgotten.
She was so preoccupied with the Starstagram Live broadcast.
“R-Right. I can go. It’s not because I can’t make it.”
—Speak slowly. Don't be so nervous.
As his voice echoed in her ear, her anxious heart settled.
Her thumping heart gradually calmed, and the voice she let out next was clearly composed.
“I’m planning to do a Starstagram Live broadcast, and I was hoping you could help me, Senior.”
—Oh, you’re finally starting that?
“Yes.”
—What’s the concept for the broadcast?
“Um, I thought it would be best to emphasize my physique, so I was thinking of doing a workout broadcast...”
—A w-workout broadcast?
“Yes, why? Is something wrong?”
This time, it was Jae-ho who sounded flustered.
—A workout is a bit difficult.
“But you’re so skilled, Senior. If people see your PT sessions, customers will definitely flock to you.”
—Can’t you just do the broadcast by yourself, Ye-seul?
“T-That’s still...”
Ye-seul’s voice trembled.
“Hmm, let me think about it. I won’t be able to do it for long.”
—Thank you!
She felt relieved.
If he was by her side, she wouldn't make any mistakes.
*
I thought it over.
Was this really okay?
There were many exercises that were difficult to show others.
Especially with the hypnosis placed on Ye-seul.
[It is common sense to take off your clothes when exercising.]
“Absolutely not!”
I’m supposed to have Ye-seul, whose face is now public, broadcast herself working out naked?
That’s insane.
No, that would be difficult even for someone whose face wasn't public.
No matter how much it was hypnosis, doing something like that wasn't my style.
If it were just for my eyes only, that would be one thing.
But I couldn't let some unknown third party see her like that.
“Is there no other way?”
I shouted into the air as if talking to myself.
In truth, I was saying it for the System to hear.
Help me out here.
I needed to temporarily change the content of the hypnosis.
“If she said she’d broadcast alone, it wouldn't matter, but...”
Ye-seul said she wanted to broadcast with me.
Ye-seul only falls under the Gym Hypnosis when she’s working out in my home gym.
In other situations, she works out normally.
The System had said she would occasionally fall under hypnosis when near me, but...
[Changing the content of the hypnosis arbitrarily requires a cost.]
“How much?”
I had been steadily gathering points even after the professional sex—I mean, health—sessions with Miju.
I had plenty of points to spare.
I’d pay whatever it took.
[You must complete the given quest once.]
And the quest the System presented to me was:
[During the Starstagram Live, make Ye-seul come once (0/1)]
Are you kidding me?
“You’re not taking points?”
[We are not accepting points at this time.]
“Damn it.”
Make her come during a live broadcast?
“You know what that means, right?”
[Of course.]
My head throbbed.
This was just as crazy as working out naked.
[As long as it isn't seen, it’s fine.]
[I will ensure that the situation is never exposed.]
“Are you sure?”
[Of course.]
[I will apply two suggestions:]
[1. Ye-seul will not feel any sense of incongruity during the broadcast.]
[2. Ye-seul’s moans will not be heard by the viewers.]
“That’s possible?”
[I am the System, after all.]
It felt like it was acting smug for some reason.
“Fine. I guess I have no choice.”
[Quest accepted.]
Make Ye-seul come without getting caught.
A new mission had been created.
I’d have to apologize to her later.
*
“You want to change the broadcast schedule?”
“Right. Originally, the plan was to start the broadcast as we began the workout, right?”
“Yes.”
Ye-seul nodded.
She was wearing a tight blue tank top and black leggings.
She had come fully prepared to work out.
“I’m already all ready to strip for the workout...”
That was the problem.
The hypnosis was already in full effect, and Ye-seul was about to take off her top.
This could not go on air.
Precious things like Ye-seul’s bare skin should only be seen by me.
It would be quite problematic if others saw it.
“If we start with the workout, we won’t be able to interact with the viewers. Let’s start with a proper introduction and some talk first.”
“Hmm... will that work?”
“Of course. I’ll help you relax.”
After pouting her lips in thought for a moment, Ye-seul nodded.
“Okay. I think I can do it if you help me, Senior.”
“Don't worry about that.”
I would help her.
Sincerely.
With the mindset that I had to succeed no matter what.
“Ahem, then before we start the broadcast.”
“Yes!”
I handed Ye-seul a small object.
“What’s this?”
Ye-seul tilted her head as she looked at the object I held out.
She must have seen it several times before, yet she asked with an innocent face as if she didn't know.
This, too, must be the effect of the hypnosis.
“It’s something to help you relax.”
A rotor.
The same one I had used at the gym before.
The only difference was that this was a wireless rotor that operated via Bluetooth.
With this, it wouldn't be noticeable even while wearing leggings.
Back then, it had been disguised as a piece of exercise equipment, but this time...
“If you wear this, your body will relax and your tension will fade.”
It was disguised as a mysterious tension-relieving tool.
[Temporary hypnosis is applied to Official Member ‘Ye-seul’. The rotor is a tension-relief tool.]
For a moment, the focus left Ye-seul’s eyes, and her expression shifted slightly.
Ye-seul, who had been staring blankly with her lips parted, slowly nodded.
“Tension... relief tool... Relax...”
And then, the light returned to her eyes.
“Aha, so that’s what it is!”
Ye-seul clapped her hands and responded brightly.
“Where should I wear it? Should I just hold it like this?”
Ye-seul shouted, clutching the rotor in her hand.
It was an innocent smile that knew nothing.
I felt a slight pang of guilt, but...
‘It’s true that it relaxes the body, right?’
The problem was that she might relax so much she’d wet herself.
“No. Here’s how you use it.”
I pointed toward her lower body.
“You put it in here.”
In that instant, Ye-seul’s face turned beet red.
“I-It’s that kind of tool?”
“You didn't know? It’s common sense to put a rotor inside your pussy.”
I had to be bold.
If I wavered even a little, the hypnosis wouldn't take properly.
“U-Uh, well...”
I pushed my point onto the flustered Ye-seul.
“Hurry up and use it before the broadcast starts. I’ll turn around.”
“T-That...”
Ye-seul was adorable in her utter confusion, but I didn't have time to admire it.
I turned my body completely to face the other way.
“Uh, um... I-Is this how you do it? Hngh!”
From behind me, I heard Ye-seul’s flustered voice as she inserted the rotor.
Her mind couldn't quite process the situation, but her body was honest.
“I-I’m done.”
When I looked at Ye-seul again, the rotor was no longer in her hand.
It was obvious where the rotor that had been in her hand had gone.
‘Just in case.’
I pressed the switch.
“Hyaat!”
Ye-seul jumped, her eyes widening.
“T-That just now?”
“The tension-relief tool is working properly. How is it? Do you feel the tension fading?”
“M-My heart is actually racing more.”
Whether her heart was racing from excitement or not, she clutched her chest as she breathed.
“It’s okay. That means it’s working correctly.”
“I-Is that so?”
“Now, it’s time to start the broadcast. You said you already posted the announcement.”
“Ah, right. Okay. You really have to help me if I get nervous, Senior.”
“Of course.”
I gave her a thumbs-up.
I was fully prepared to help.
Ye-seul, I’m sorry, but I have a very good reason to make you come.
For both your sake and mine.
And then, Ye-seul, wearing her mask, started the live broadcast.
“Ah, can everyone see me okay?”