NOVEL NEXT Chapter 370
In a dimly lit room, with only a small light illuminating the space, it felt more like an interrogation room.
The atmosphere was quite intense, perhaps to apply pressure on the suspect.
BANG-!
Amidst this tense ambiance, a pair of white hands slammed down on the table.
“Just admit it already, you criminal!”
“Eek!”
“Admit that you illegally operated a casino, a horse racing track, and a maid café!”
The owner of the white hands was Kayak, and the table that got banged was a beautiful piece purchased by An-sae from a furniture store, while An-sae was the one being interrogated.
‘It was just bought not long ago…’
She looked at the fingerprints left by Kayak on the table she had personally chosen and felt a pang of despair.
[What is this? Are we still doing roleplay?]
[Such coercive investigation, wow!]
[Doing such violent interrogations in the 21st century…]
[Speak! Who were you thinking of?]
[Where is the secret base? Hurry up and tell me!]
[Did the freedom fighters go through such torture…? My respect for the ancestors has increased.]
[An-sae, if you keep silent like this, you might find yourself in the punching bag soon.]
[Feeling sorry for Kayak’s poor little buddy, LOL!]
[What did An-sae do wrong? Did she betray Kayak? Camilla? Mun Ah?]
[Is it just about being snubbed and getting mad?]
[Haha, you should have been prepared from the moment you decided to betray! Haha!]
[What’s that sound of a desk breaking?]
[Hey, can’t the investigators just waltz into someone’s home and break furniture like that?]
An-sae felt a bit relieved knowing that the one visiting the house with Taker was Kayak.
Though she had never actually met Kayak in person, they had spent time together on the Taker server. More importantly, Kayak was the one who looked after An-sae amidst the controversies surrounding her.
On the Taker server, Kayak had also been quite playful, teasing An-sae and helping to boost her broadcast presence.
Just like before, An-sae thought that Kayak would take care of her in this new content, serving as a solid support.
“Stand straight, criminal! Why did you betray me?”
“Ugh…”
Crushed under the sheer force, An-sae thought, ‘Is this also part of taking care of me…?’
Could it be that this aggressive behavior was just to ramp up the broadcast presence?
It turned out, however, that Kayak had a rather intense way of expressing affection, and even though they were meeting for the first time, it seemed her usual approach was to twist arms and shout loudly!
– This was, of course, a rather hopeful speculation. The more likely story was that Kayak was still holding onto the grudge from being betrayed before!
It was more likely that the story of holding onto the betrayal in her heart was true.
Right now, the way she was pressing down so hard seemed to carry Kayak’s genuine feelings as well.
‘You were really hurt, huh…’
An-sae, looking a bit gloomy, stopped wiggling around and surrendered to Kayak’s touch.
*
Of course, there was no chance of An-sae being taken away. She had only committed crimes within the Taker server and was an ordinary citizen in reality, never having committed even a minor offense.
[So were you really planning to take her away? LOL]
[Camilla is always ‘genuine.’]
[This industry has no mercy for betrayers.]
[Betrayed and not thrown into a drum? Where’s the justice? OOO]
At this point, An-sae decided to let it go. She enjoyed the roleplay enough and didn’t want to break the tradition passed down from the original detective.
If it were purely my content, I could have kept going with the roleplay until I ended the stream, but this was just me guesting in Taker’s content.
I had to follow the script that Taker originally prepared to some extent.
It was time to start the content we were originally planning.
Just like those TV shows where they introduce a star’s house, it was time to get guided by An-sae and grab a meal.
“…But aren’t you two meeting for the first time?”
“Yes.”
“Right…?”
I nodded as if it was obvious, and An-sae responded with an awkward face.
“Well, it’s a relief if you don’t spit your food after twisting my arm on a first meeting.”
“Hahaha….”
[For real LOL]
[But An-sae betrayed first.]
[Camilla is the one who set up the broadcast.]
[But she looked really hurt for a broadcast setup.]
The chat had a vibe of agreement.
Taker was having a good time and now suddenly was trying to sneak out like that.
I was slightly annoyed and muttered.
“Taker, you farted in front of me on our first meeting.”
“Huh? Me?”
“Yes! You farted the day we first met!”
The expression on Taker’s face turned clueless as I raised my voice confidently, and they really began to doubt whether that had actually happened.
“Did that really happen…?”
“Yes! On May 21, 2022, around 3 PM, while you were having a cold brew oatmeal latte at a café near your house—.”
“Wait, wait! I remembered, I remembered! Let’s stop there. Such indiscriminate acts of terror are not good for either of us!”
[Crazy person LOL]
[You must never make Camilla angry.]
[Straight up throwing her in the water LOL]
[Gunhee, damn, that’s disgusting.]
[You farted in front of such a beauty on the first meeting?]
[You farted in front of such a beauty for the first time?]
[Taker really knows how to keep work and play separate…]
[To be an alpha male like Taker, should I just let one rip on a blind date?]
[If you farted on the first meeting, well… you’ve already shown your true colors!]
[Aren’t those two actually dating? What the hell?]
[No wonder Taker and Kayak got along so easily.]
[Farting is one thing, but remembering the date and time in detail is just ridiculous, haha!]
[It must have made quite an impression for you to remember everything, right?]
[Weren’t they a detective duo?]
[First meeting: arm twisting vs farting. Both equally rude!]
[Gunhee, Mun Ah, don’t fight! Be friends!]
The chat room was filled in an instant with stories about Taker’s fart.
It was a scene that was simply delightful. By tomorrow, fan art combining Taker and the fart would probably be all over the fan cafe.
“Do you like giving people weird nicknames?”
“Yes.”
“Ugh, I can’t just hit you since it’s my fault. How long will this nickname even last…”
I grabbed An-sae instead of Taker, who was lamenting.
“An-sae, shall we check out this room together?”
“Huh? …Okay!”
An-sae also seemed a bit lost. The bright face from when the door opened was nowhere to be found.
[You made this happen!]
[You broke An-sae and Taker too!]
[Being next to them would totally drain my energy.]
[Why isn’t this person tired?]
[Ah, lol, Camilla has the stamina to run around with 200 big dogs without getting tired!]
[Simply Camilla.]
An-sae’s house had one living room, one bathroom, one big room, and one small room.
From what I saw earlier, every space was well utilized in the decor. But it looked way too spacious for a single person.
“This really smells. Smells…”
“Y-yeah? I ventilated for two hours and sprayed a ton of Febreze before you came! I hardly ever fart!”
“No, not that smell.”
I meant there might be something else to nitpick.
As soon as the word “smell” came up, it seemed like An-sae pressed the panic button and jumped up in surprise—it was quite baffling to me.
[An-sae would be in big trouble if she gets frame-locked like Taker, haha!]
[An-sae is a female streamer too…]
[Was An-sae a female streamer?]
[She is pretty, yeah.]
[It would be a bit off if people said the female streamer had a smell.]
“This is the bedroom; I do broadcasts in the small room and just sleep here.”
“Hmm.”
It looked like An-sae also separated her workspace from her relaxation space, just like me.
For sure, unless you’re going to take a nap, this setup is much better. If there’s a bed, you might end up lying down in the middle of the broadcast!
I just want to lie down instead of broadcasting.
Meanwhile, listening to An-sae’s explanation, I slightly narrowed my brows and spoke up.
“This bed… is something else.”
“What’s wrong with the bed…?”
“It’s super soft.”
Thud—
I swept my hand across the bed and then buried myself right into An-sae’s mattress. Her scent wafted over.
“I can smell An-sae.”
“Well… It is my bed… Please don’t say it smells!”
“It smells nice, why? It has a cozy and snug vibe, like a pleasant baby lotion smell?”
[What kind of smell is that?]
[Is this a new concept of smell flirting?]
[Kayak’s dating tip) Compliment the other person’s smell!]
[Note… An-sae smells like pleasant baby lotion….]
[To sum it up, is An-sae a baby?]
[Waaah, lol An-sae’s a baby, hahahaha]
[Taker just said it smells like farts; that’s harsh.]
“Um.”
Rolling off the bed and checking underneath, there wasn’t anything particularly unusual.
Usually, people hide stuff they don’t want to show under their beds. Like adult toys for example.
“This room has nothing in it. Is this really just a room for sleeping?”
“That’s what I said, Detective.”
“Let’s head to the smaller room.”
According to Taker, the shoe cabinet is where most evidence is found, but I had already searched it thoroughly. There wasn’t a single large slipper or shoe in sight.
[An-sae really prepared well.]
[An-sae… virgin… confirmed….]
[If you’re a true female streamer, you must maintain the fantasies of your followers.]
[Oh dear, unicorns.]
So, having cleared the bedroom, we entered the smaller room, where An-sae primarily does her broadcasts.
“This room doesn’t have much to see, huh? The size of the room is smaller than the previous one.”
Taker crossed his arms and muttered.
That was definitely true. Unlike the bedroom, where you could at least find male underwear or An-sae’s competitive gear, here, only the essentials were left.
A broadcast computer and the desk it rests on, and next to it, a storage shelf?
“I’ll conduct a quick search.”
“Ahh!”
With An-sae’s shriek as background music, I started rummaging through the shelf.
Chocolate, snacks, gummies… Looks like she has a sweet tooth. I want to grab her belly and see how much she has, but she’d really get mad, right?
How long had I rummaged through the shelf?
“Hmph, nothing’s coming out, is it? That’s just merchandise, and that’s where I’ve been collecting receipts—”
“Found it.”
“Eh.”
I finally found it!
The evidence that cornered An-sae!