Chapter 12
After turning off the stream, I collapsed onto the bed.
"Phew..."
Streaming was harder than I expected.
Of course, I wouldn't dream of saying it was as hard as other work, but it was definitely harder than just playing Bell by myself.
I thought as I fiddled with the DC app.
I didn't tap it. I just pressed and held, let go, then pressed and held again, and let go.
It had been a while since I'd checked Bell Gallery or Streamer Gallery, so I wanted to see how everyone was reacting.
Honestly, I was starting to get used to the sexual harassment.
It wasn't that it didn't bother me, but I could at least move on, even when it hurt.
Little by little, my curiosity was growing stronger than my fear...
So, in the end, I made up my mind and tapped the DC app.
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Streamer Gallery
Anonymous (118.181)
Non-Virgin Pretty Girl Reported for Online Obscenity.txt
Views: 9,883 Upvotes: 143 Downvotes: 21
Summary
1. Ugh, I really don't want to say this, but
2. (I'll tell you for 30,000 won)
3. I got reported for obscene acts via communications media
4. I'm broke. Give me money
Anonymous (114.111): I didn't know women could get reported for obscene acts via communications media lol She must be a total fucking slut
ㄴ Anonymous (133.23): Honestly, looking at her chat so far, it's surprising she hadn't been reported already
ㄴ Anonymous (233.333): Nah, I saw the logs, and she actually stayed right on the line pretty damn well. I know because I got a 100-year ban for swearing. She just crossed it once recently
ㄴ Anonymous (115.342): Bro...
ㄴ Anonymous (117.111): If you're a woman, the odds of getting charged for obscene acts via communications media go up. Guess some woman found a reason to report her
ㄴ Anonymous (223.222): Are there even women in Grandmaster, though?
ㄴ Anonymous (111.212): Maybe she got reported somewhere else
Anonymous (110.111)
Non-Virgin Pretty Girl... Face Reveal.jpg
Views: 20,304 Upvotes: 543 Downvotes: 10
(A GIF of her smiling and making peace signs with both hands)
Anonymous (111.151): Wow lol
Anonymous (110.131): Damn
Anonymous (114.111): This is the stuff lololol
Anonymous (11.10): She seriously looks so fucking sexy
ㄴ Anonymous (232.333): She's really cute, but at the same time... Hmm...
ㄴ Anonymous (113.123): There's a reason they call her Non-Virgin Pretty Girl
Anonymous (232.171): She's wearing a mask. How can you tell if she's pretty or not, you virgin idiots?
ㄴ Anonymous (143.173): Last time she covered the top half and only showed her lower face, you dumbass newcomer
Anonymous (234.121): Is that dyed hair, though?
ㄴ Anonymous (118.111): Dyed hair does give off a non-virgin vibe
ㄴ Anonymous (233.323): Exactly, that's why she's the Non-Virgin Pretty Girl. Who'd think she's a virgin?
ㄴ Anonymous (111.100): Isn't she just mixed? If you look closely, her eyes are gray, too
ㄴ Anonymous (113.100): Probably contacts
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Anonymous (114.144)
Non-Virgin Pretty Girl... Shows Her Arm.jpg
Views: 14,825 Upvotes: 398 Downvotes: 9
(A GIF of her pulling up her right sleeve and showing her arm)
Wow... Damn... Holy shit...
Anonymous (119.111): THE GREAT NON-VIRGIN
Anonymous (148.104): Wow, her skin is so fucking white
ㄴ Anonymous (113.100): For real, she's whiter than wallpaper
ㄴ Anonymous (135.511): So, does she have a tattoo on her left arm or not?
ㄴ Anonymous (11.10): Wouldn't only the Non-Virgin Pretty Girl's current and ex-boyfriends know?
ㄴ Anonymous (145.134): So all the men in the country know, huh lololol
ㄴ Anonymous (115.133): But honestly, isn't it more likely to be self-harm scars than a tattoo, like she said?
ㄴ Anonymous (100.111): She really does seem like a genuine menhera
ㄴ Anonymous (111.323): Menheras are the textbook example of total sluts... She's hot, so I'm gonna go jerk one out
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.......
"Sigh..."
I skimmed a few posts and tossed my phone away.
Onto the mattress, of course.
...Those guys must live for streamers.
Bastards. They're watching everything.
The other streamers must be watching, too.
Tens of thousands of people must be watching.
...... Still, as time passed, my racing heart and ragged breathing gradually calmed down. Time is the best medicine.
I knew I shouldn't look.
But people's hearts aren't guided by reason alone, are they?
For someone young like me, it's hard to resist being curious about the attention I get.
As I lay there staring blankly, my phone suddenly started ringing.
Obviously, it was spam. Spam callers have quotas to meet, so they hang up quickly.
.
.
.
......Why is it taking so long to hang up?
I crawled over, picked up my phone, and checked the screen.
......
"Gasp...!"
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Yoo Jieun
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Those three syllables made my heart sink.
I'd forgotten!
She'd told me to tell her what I'd done every night!
With trembling fingers, I answered right away.
"H-Hello..."
[That took you a while.]
The moment I picked up, I heard her bright, cheerful voice. But it didn't make me feel any better.
"S-Sorry, haha... I forgot."
[It's okay. You answered, at least. Still, could you pick up a little sooner next time?]
"Yes..."
She's scary...
There isn't a single thorn in her voice, but she's still scary.
[So, what did you do today? You have to tell me everything.]
"Today... um... I played some Bell."
[And?]
"I had breakfast..."
[And?]
"I had lunch... and, um..."
...I worked hard streaming, though.
But I probably shouldn't tell her that, either.
"I played Bell, had dinner, then played Bell."
[Hmm...]
She hummed through her nose, then fell silent for a moment.
[It's a weekday, but you didn't go to work or school?]
Uh.
"Y-Yeah... Haha... I graduated high school, so I don't go to school..."
[Don't you usually work?]
"Ah... I work part-time. Today was my day off."
[What kind of job?]
Little by little, I felt my throat and chest tightening.
Her voice was cheerful, but I couldn't relax at all.
But now that I'd lied once, I had no choice but to keep it going.
"Ah, at a convenience store. Yeah, a convenience store. I work there."
[Mm.]
"......"
[So today you just played Bell and ate, and did nothing else?]
"...Yes......"
After a brief silence passed between us,
her voice came again.
[Have you heard of Unemployed High School Graduate, Loser, Never Dated, Virgin, Pretty Girl!?]
?
?
?
"Huh?"
[Oh, I guess you didn't hear me properly.]
Yoo Jieun cleared her throat for a moment, then spoke again.
[Have you heard of Unemployed High School Graduate, Loser, Never Dated, Virgin, Pretty Girl!?]
"......"
She enunciated every word so clearly that I couldn't escape reality or change the subject.
"......Yes..."
[She's a pretty popular streamer these days. She streamed today, too. But she looks a lot like you, Ihyeon.]
"..."
[A lot.]
"......"
[Why didn't you tell me you were streaming?]
"S-Sorry..."
I'm fucked...
For some reason, I kept feeling like I shouldn't deny it or lie when I was talking to her.
Cold sweat ran down my back.
Her voice came again.
[You lied to me, didn't you?]
"Eek..."
[You did something wrong, right?]
"Yes... I did..."
Her voice was gentle, her tone kind,
but she was terrifying.
Yoo Jieun fell silent for a moment, then spoke.
[You have to be punished, don't you?]
"......Yes..."
Save me...
* *
[First, give me manager privileges on your stream.]
A manager is a role I can assign to a viewer.
As the name suggests, it's someone with the authority to manage the stream, like kicking viewers or setting rules.
"Y-You want to watch?"
I felt an instinctive aversion to the idea.
Even if ours was a bizarre relationship, she was still someone I knew, and the thought of her watching my stream all the time...
...was really embarrassing...
[You might hurt someone there, right?]
They're the ones hurting me...
When I kept quiet for a moment, Yoo Jieun's voice came through.
[You don't like the idea?]
Her cheerful tone came through the phone.
But she was fucking scary.
"N-No! It's fine. Haha..."
I forced myself to smile and nod.
"Could you... tell me your username?"
[It's the same as my Bell name.]
"Oh, okay."
I typed in Yoo Jieun's nickname, and a user appeared.
When I clicked the button to assign manager privileges, a sword icon appeared next to her nickname to show she was a manager.
"That's done..."
[Thank you.]
"So... is that the end of my punishment?"
[What do you mean?]
What?
There was more besides that?
[That was just a request. Your punishment starts now.]
"What kind of punishment...? Haha..."
[Send me a selfie.]
* *
Just like yesterday, I picked up my phone and tilted the camera around.
But what was the reason for that strange request?
- You're wearing that same pajama top, right? The white shirt.
- Yes.
- Take it just like that. Make sure your upper body is in the shot.
- Um... could I ask why?
- Yes?
- I'll send it...
I followed her request, held my phone a little farther away, and took the picture.
Then I sent it without bothering to check it first.
I'd taken so many selfies lately that I was sick of them.
11:38 PM Sent a photo.
11:38 PM I sent it here
She still hadn't read it after a little while, so I turned my phone facedown for a moment.
Then I tried to figure out what Yoo Jieun was thinking.
Why was she asking me to take another selfie?
One public humiliation was enough...
...Was it to get something to use against me?
Having a female streamer's private selfie would be quite a powerful weapon.
If she used that photo to pretend she was my boyfriend, I'd be in serious trouble.
Did she hate me that much?
I felt a little cowed.
Ah.
But now that I'd sent it...
...I wasn't wearing a bra.
The light was coming from straight ahead, not above, so it probably wouldn't show.
...Probably.
......It wouldn't show, right?
I hadn't checked.
A little nervous, I picked up my phone and opened my chat with her.
There I was, looking at the camera with a slightly tense expression, holding my phone a little farther away.
I looked down at the T-shirt in the picture.
...You can see it.
The pure white shirt, with the faint shadows of
two rounded peaks.
And at their tips, two smaller bumps.
......
My face grew hot.
"D-Delete..."
I quickly pressed and held the photo, then moved my finger over the delete button.
- Delete for me
- Delete for everyone
......
The option to delete it for everyone was grayed out.
No matter how many times I tapped it, nothing happened.
"T-Time..."
...I checked the time and realized the five minutes during which I could delete it had already passed.
"There has to be a way..."
I tried to leave KakaoTalk and look up a solution on Google, but
then all the little 1s beside my messages disappeared.
"Ah..."
11:43 PM [Oh]
11:43 PM [Thank you, hehe. You can go to sleep now.]
11:43 PM Um
11:43 PM I'm sorry...
11:44 PM [Sorry for what?]
Sorry for sending a picture with my nipples showing.
Obviously, I couldn't say that.
It'd be just like a man sending another man a photo with his nipples showing through, right?
Thinking of it that way made me feel a little nauseous.
But explaining that and apologizing would probably make her uncomfortable...
Ah, but if she was planning to spread it...
What would I do...?
...Ah, I don't know.
For some reason, since becoming a woman, there were days when my mind felt foggy.
My Bell skills seemed to have improved, so maybe it was just my imagination.
With a slight headache, I asked her.
11:45 PM Um... could you not send that picture to anyone else? ㅠㅠ...
11:45 PM [Huh?]
Was she pretending not to know what I meant?
11:45 PM Please, I'm begging you... ㅠㅠ
11:45 PM [Hmm... Okay, hehe. Don't worry.]
11:46 PM [What are you doing tomorrow?]
Tomorrow?
Tomorrow, I was supposed to meet Song Chaeyeon.
Song Chaeyeon had suggested that we meet every Saturday through KakaoTalk.
I couldn't help but agree to her enthusiastic proposal.
11:46 PM I'm meeting a friend
There was no reply for a moment,
then KakaoTalk chimed.
11:48 PM [A guy?]
11:48 PM No, she's a woman. An older friend I know
11:49 PM [Hmm... Okay.]
11:49 PM [You'll tell me what you did tomorrow night, too, right?]
11:50 PM Yes...
I typed that, turned off the light, and closed my eyes.
Since I was meeting her tomorrow morning, I should go to sleep soon.
...Something's weird.