My First Broadcast in a Long Time Was Pure Chaos

After wrapping up the commission and getting confirmation from the client, it was evening as usual.

After neatly taking care of dinner with a meal kit, I was drawing a personal piece to improve my skills when Mom approached me with a question.

"Aren't you streaming today? I'd like to watch you stream before I leave."

"How can I stream with Mom here? Besides, my stream isn't something I can do in front of other people."

A stream where I draw fetish pictures, pick a tag on X-tomi, and seriously discuss it with my viewers.

How could anyone do a stream like that in front of their parents? If I had to do it in front of my parents, I'd rather delete my streaming account and run away.

I shook my head and drew a firm line, saying absolutely not, but Mom's calm reply immediately put me in a bind.

"I can give in on everything else, but not that. Who in the world would shout about sex, dicks, and pussies in front of his mother?"

"They say even relatives sometimes have sex with each other. You don't think there's even one person like that in the world, do you?"

...Damn, she had a point...