NOVEL NEXT chapter 130
Title: Gonyanyanya’s Identity Revealed
Posted by: [Viajok] WhyDoYouWantSoMuchFromMe
(https://utu.ve/E2loPxVmfRY?t=213)
There was no twist.
(76 comments)
Don’t even need to watch the video to know.
The weird part was Honeybread insisting it wasn’t Retaking a Class when it so clearly was lol.
Why didn’t Honeybread know?
└ He did, he was just pretending not to.
└ That explains a lot...
The fact that he ditched Silver Spider and joined Viajok instead is insane. This is why the Silver Spider needs to open up again fast... I can’t watch Retaking a Class and Honeybread team up.
I actually got excited thinking we were getting a healer like Retaking a Class on our side lol.
└ I really thought he wasn’t, just because Honeybread swore up and down he wasn’t. I got completely played. I mean, where are you gonna find another player like Retaking a Class?
Didn’t Retaking a Class have like 500k subs? He’s at 820k now. At this rate, he’s gonna hit the gold play button soon... I’m jealous.
└ This is why looks matter.
└ Fr. If he was just “handsome” it wouldn’t be the same. Because he’s pretty, even guys start watching. Think I’m lying? My brother’s one of them.
└ The fact that doesn’t sound fake is what’s funniest lol.
└ He doesn’t even use a facecam—what’s the point of being pretty? He’s tall and broad-shouldered, not even girly. People just like how his voice sounds and that he doesn’t force reactions.
└ This right here.
└ Who cares if he’s pretty? The girls sure do.
└ Still, it’d be nice if he did facecam. Just thinking about him smiling at me like last time, wearing a pale shirt that matches his skin and tapping the keyboard with those long fingers… ha… fuck…
└ Chill before you get reported.
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Need a tissue?
└ Bro what the fuck.
└ 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
└ Please, just stop;;
└ Someone drag these freaks out
Heard they’re the same age? I guess that’s why they keep meeting up after events.
└ ?
└ Honeybread’s loaded.
└ Retaking a Class isn’t poor either? Even if he doesn’t take many donations, just look at the video views. That Silver Spider video went viral overseas—over 40 million views. His regular videos get 150k minimum.
└ Fr, Retaking a Class isn’t broke—he just lives modestly.
└ Not to nitpick, but modest? He’s always ordering giant takeout spreads.
└ Don’t hate on someone’s food 😑
└ Even if he earns a lot, he still can’t compare to someone who was born with a silver spoon in their mouth… If he’s looking to cash in, sticking with Honeybread makes sense.
└ Personally, I think they just got close naturally since they’re the same age and joke around a lot. Why is everyone acting like Retaking a Class is clout-chasing Honeybread?
└ People ran out of ways to drag Honeybread, so now they’re going after Retaking a Class. So pathetic lol.
└ I saw another thread roasting him for having a degree in physical education lol.
└ If you’re gonna drag him, remember he’s famous too… Honeybread’s gaining from Retaking a Class’s fame too.
└ Bottom line: they’re hanging out and vibing, and all these randoms are dragging them for dumb reasons 😂
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…Is this for real?
I stared blankly at the conveyor belt full of plates with sushi and desserts drifting past, lost in thought. I’d told Gang Jaegyung so confidently to just hit me up if he wanted to hang out, but I’d figured we’d meet maybe once a week, tops.
At my age, how often do people even see their friends? The days of going out drinking every time I opened my eyes were long gone, and unlike me, Gang Jaegyung had a job. So it only made sense to expect that.
But ever since I said I’d hang out with him—except for the one day he took off for a stream—I’d ended up seeing Gang Jaegyung four days in a row. The day before yesterday, we went for the vongole pasta I’d mentioned wanting. Yesterday, he said he wanted to try hot pot, so we got that. Today, he said he was craving sushi, so here we were, sitting side by side at a conveyor belt sushi place.
At this point, it really felt like I’d picked up a super talkative husky and was taking it for daily walks. Not that it was a bad thing—sitting around waiting for Gang Jaegyung to log into Dusk wasn’t exactly productive. I’d been spending less time idling at home, and my uncle was happy to see me going out again.
Next to me, Gang Jaegyung used his chopsticks to gently move the fish off a sushi piece, scooped some wasabi, and laid the fish back on the rice. Then, without hesitation, he held the soy-sauced sushi in front of my mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world.
This little shit had been trying to feed me like a toddler ever since last time—despite me being a perfectly able-bodied adult male. As I scowled and opened my mouth to tell him off, he beat me to it.
“Didn’t you say earlier that the skipjack tuna sushi was good?”
“Skipjack—huh?”
And while I had my mouth open to question him, he shoved the sushi in.
Well. Now that it was in my mouth, my jaw moved automatically. And just like that, I’d let him feed me again.
I sighed.
“…Can you stop feeding me?”
“Are you full already?”
“No, I mean, I can feed myself. You keep treating me like a kid.”
“At the speed you eat, you’re lucky if you finish one plate while I go through five. Don’t act like you’re managing on your own.”
If I pushed his arm away, the sushi would fall. But if I opened my mouth to say no, he’d take the chance to feed me again. Caught in that trap, I ended up accepting another bite. And annoyingly, Gang Jaegyung wasn’t even grinning or teasing—his expression was totally calm, like this was normal.
“Seriously, I’m gonna eat by myself now. You eat your own stuff.”
“You said that yesterday too, then barely touched the hot pot, and I ended up finishing everything. I don’t buy it. You only eat exactly what’s on your plate and never ask for seconds, which is why you’re so skinny. Dishes like hot pot that don’t come in individual portions—you barely eat them at all.”
Suddenly hit with this lecture, I huffed and turned my head away. But Gang Jaegyung kept talking like he didn’t care whether I was listening or not. Then he pulled another plate off the belt and changed the subject.
“And how about we go somewhere else after this? Like an arcade or something.”
He said that and offered me another piece of sushi. Did he think I was a damn idiot?
I frowned and took the sushi from his chopsticks with my own.
“If you keep trying to feed me like I’m five, I’m not hanging out again—arcade or not.”
I said it firmly so he couldn’t brush it off, and Gang Jaegyung raised his voice, looking baffled.
“I’m feeding you because you won’t eat on your own! What matters more—how people look at us, or your health?”
“Other people. Obviously. Dumbass.”
Even without an audience, it was insane to feed a grown-ass man—another guy—like that.
“I care more about your health.”
“I eat enough to keep up with you, so worry about your own food.”
“You think I’m worried you can’t keep up with me?”
He looked hurt, like do I really seem that selfish to you?—and I did feel a little bad. Still, what do you want me to do if eating just feels like a chore?
“Or are the places I picked just not to your taste? You said yesterday the hot pot wasn’t the problem, but if you were lying to keep the mood up, just tell me now. I’ll find better spots…”
Now he was hanging his head, looking gloomy as he tried to figure out why I kept eating so little. Most people would’ve just nagged me and moved on, but he was seriously stressing out about it, which made me feel guilty instead.
Honestly, I only ate that little because Gang Jaegyung seemed like he had a good appetite, so I just let him take more. And also, yeah, because eating itself is kind of a hassle. Especially hot pot—too hot, too much effort to pick things out…
But I thought I’d been managing just fine without making it awkward.
“…It’s not that I don’t like the food. I just… don’t feel like eating much. Just a few bites to get the taste is enough for me.”
“You can’t do that. You’ll ruin your health. Even if you think gaming doesn’t burn energy, you’re wrong. Plus, you’re tall, so you need to eat more. If you want to put on any weight at all, that’s nowhere near enough.”
Ugh…
“I’m probably doing better than you. At least I cook at home sometimes.”
Okay, maybe I skip a meal here and there. But I left that part out, because I knew if I said it, he’d double the nagging.
“…It’s hard not to get takeout when you live alone… And I don’t have time to cook before stream…”
Even Gang Jaegyung ran out of comebacks at that and just fidgeted with his chopsticks, avoiding my gaze. Then, spotting something on the conveyor belt, he quickly grabbed a plate and set it in front of me, trying to coax me again.
“If you hate being fed, I’ll just pick out sushi and dessert for you. Just use your chopsticks. If there’s something you don’t like, give it to me.”
“It’s the chopsticks that are annoying.”
“Then just shove your face in the plate like a dog.”
“Too lazy to chew.”
“Do you even breathe?”
“Sometimes I’m too lazy to do that too.”
Gang Jaegyung gave me a withering glare.