NOVEL NEXT Chapter 328
“Yeah, so I don’t think I can commentate together. I have to go watch in person.”
Proudly, I revealed only the parts of the message from Brutal that could be shared on the broadcast.
This was definitely something to brag about. I found out that the opening match tickets for MG are quite rare, not something you can just grab even if you have a lot of money.
The viewers’ reactions were intense, proving that fact.
[Wait, he’s sending tickets?!]
[This BruBung is repaying kindness with harm.]
[Is BruBung for real?]
[The snowball effect after asking BruBung for a video letter…]
[Our Kayaks cheered so hard and what an ungrateful guy!]
[This is why those snob-nosed guys are no good.]
[But our Kayaks aren’t good at games, aren’t handsome, and aren’t even young…]
[Ugh!]
[Please don’t take away Kayak ㅠㅠ]
[The world is so unfair, why are there so many Alpha Males?]
[Isn’t it too far to watch in person?]
[The flight tickets alone will break the bank.]
“Brutal covered the flight and the accommodation. So all I need to do is show up.”
When I showed the reservation that Brutal sent as evidence, the chat began to stir again.
[Whaaat?]
[He even got the flight tickets….]
[He’s booking accommodations, hmm….]
[Wow, that’s a hotel with amazing room service!]
[BruBung is serious about this?]
[Booking a place to stay seems a bit suspicious.]
[What is he planning to do at the accommodation, ehhe?]
[Brutal is really a famous rich guy.]
[BruBung’s family is well off. Didn’t his dad run some business?]
[And he’s loaded too?]
[This could lead to a wedding.]
[Stop joking around, stop joking around, stop joking around, stop joking around, stop joking around.]
[BruBung looks like he’ll go bald by the time he’s 20, anyway, moving on.]
Viewers blatantly jealous, some trying to act normal while trembling with anxiety,
Honestly, it doesn’t take much for people to freak out when a guy is involved. This is the fate of a female streamer. Just a little mingling with a guy and people start gossiping about romance and all that jazz.
When I worked on content with Taker, I received so many hate emails. I was just trying to look out for the broadcast, and I wish you guys would keep your conduct in check. Getting involved with male streamers isn’t good for the long run, and so on. It was absolute chaos.
“It’s just a request, but I’d appreciate it if you could behave yourself. Getting involved with male streamers isn’t going to be good for you in the long run, you know? It was absolute chaos.”
“Even now, I mean, Brutal is 17 years old. To me, he’s basically a baby. There’s no way I could develop feelings for him, especially since my mental age is already well over thirty.”
“[Haha, right? 17 is definitely still a baby.]”
“[Oh come on, BruBung is a baby!]”
“[Are Kayaks in their right mind getting involved with minors?]”
“[Who could possibly see a baby as a dating target?]”
“[But in three years, BruBung will be an adult…]”
“[Poor Kayaks who are shorter, broke, and uglier than baby BruBung, haha!]”
“[Look at these guys finding comfort in calling Kayak a baby, lol.]”
“[I want to be treated like a baby too.]”
“[Kayak Mama,ㅠㅠ]”
“Anyway, I’m heading to America. I’ll try to stream occasionally, so don’t just sit there crying.”
“[Aww, I hate BruBung. I hate Kayak.]”
“[Do some late-night streams in America and vlog for us!]”
“[At least I’m not too worried about the host going alone, haha.]”
“[For real, whether it’s armed robbers or pickpockets, the host would totally crush them, lol.]”
“[ㅠㅠ Older sister, please be careful on your trip!]”
“[Kayak, the pro at abandoning viewers.]”
Again saying goodbye to the viewers who were crying about being abandoned, I ended the stream.
“America…?”
Yusia seemed a bit taken aback and trailed off. It’s clear how unexpectedly I brought this up when someone as blunt and icy as her reacts this way.
Well, if the boss, who was just minding her own business, suddenly announced she was going to America, it would definitely throw anyone off. I slowly explained the situation to her, who was wearing a confused expression.
“Brutal got me a ticket…”
“Yeah, he hooked me up with the ticket, flight, and accommodation, and it just doesn’t feel right to not go.”
“He really went that far for you?”
It was surprising for me too. Did he really arrange all this considering that I live abroad? The plane ticket was first-class, and the hotel was so nice that viewers would be amazed.
It seemed a bit overwhelming, but the viewers said, “Brutal is one of the richest guys in America.”
“He’s rich, you know.”
“Oh…”
“And they say spending this much money isn’t a big deal.”
Brutal is the third son of a wealthy family, well-off enough to do whatever he wants. He became a pro gamer because of his interest in Abyss gaming, but honestly, he could live as an unemployed bum if he wanted to. It’s a bit of a messed up thought, but if it were me, I would’ve quit my job and lived as a bum straight away—maybe dabbling in streaming as a hobby.
There was a slight twinge of regret. I wish he had just bought two tickets for the match instead. Now it looks like I’m going alone.
But I guess Brutal did his best. He covered the flights and accommodation, so complaining about only getting one ticket feels a bit shameless. Even this is a significant favor.
“So, it’s vacation for now! You all relax until I come back!”
“Vacation, huh…”
Hmm, doesn’t seem like anyone’s excited about it. I thought it would feel like a surprise holiday, but Yusia didn’t seem like your typical office worker who loves vacations.
“Should I come along too?”
Surprisingly, she didn’t want to. Jae-jun seemed to be happy on the inside while pretending not to be when he heard about the vacation. Unlike Yusia, he didn’t say he wanted to follow along; he just smiled and wished me a good trip.
“Yusia, are you coming too?”
“I’ll stick close to the boss, explore the lodging, and shoot a travel vlog in America. We’ve had a lot of viewers asking for a sequel to my vlog, after all.”
It seems Yusia has a somewhat different vibe compared to Jae-jun, not your average office worker. These are probably what they call workaholics.
Though Jae-jun enjoys editing my videos just like Shia does, he also seemed a bit lukewarm towards taking a vacation.
Honestly, that’s normal. My VTube channel has been running for over three years now. Both Yusia and Kim Jae-jun have been working hard, managing to surpass a million subscribers.
It’s bizarre wanting to keep working under such a brutal workload.
“After the live broadcast, when it’s time to edit the V-tube footage, my hands and feet should be shaking, and just looking at the editing program should make me nauseous. To put it simply, Kim Jae-jun is normal, and Yusia is not.”
“If Yusia follows along, it should be reassuring. It’s less boring than going alone and offers various advantages. But this time, it just won’t work out.”
“Both the accommodation and the plane ticket are just one, right? Yusia, you just stay in Korea and take a break.”
“Ah…”
“I’ll shoot some V-log clips by myself. These days, videos come out well even from a mobile phone. It might even be appreciated more for its vibe.”
“Giving a break to employees who are running at an overpace is something a boss needs to do too. It’s great that they work hard, but we must prevent their condition from being poorly managed or burnout happening.”
“Steady work is the most important thing after all. Yusia has been meddling with videos without getting proper sleep, so this is the chance to let her rest properly.”
Soon, Yusia, convinced by me, asks with concern.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay going alone?”
“Of course! Surely nothing will happen.”
“Whenever someone says that, something always does…”
“That’s a famous cliché.”
Yusia muttered with an anxious face. Seems she believes in such urban legends despite her cool and intelligent image.
“Come on, it’s a different era now. These things don’t happen anymore.”
“That’s true, right?”
I smiled and nodded, trying to reassure Yusia.
*
“Oh my, Alice! Did you come already?”
“…Me?”
“My, you’ve grown so much since I last saw you! You’re completely a lady now!”
The kind-looking grandmother stopped me as I exited the airport. She held my hand with her wrinkled hand, smiling brightly, clearly mistaking me for someone else.
“Excuse me, but I’m not Alice…”
“Huh? Our Alice must be really hungry! Oh dear, I lack sensitivity. What do you want to eat? Let’s think about it as we go out.”
“No, wait—”
It seems a problem arose as soon as I arrived in America.