NOVEL NEXT Chapter 129
Mollru’s broadcast would often turn on at a time like any other, without warning.
Like clockwork, she would appear between 9 and 10 PM. Usual, predictable times. Words like ‘usual’ and ‘predictable’ didn’t fit Mollru’s broadcasts, but now it was different.
Her once sporadic broadcasts had developed a certain regularity, and on special days, she would go live around this hour.
Because of this, viewers began to gather in Mollru’s chat room around 8:30 PM, chatting among themselves or flooding the chat with emoticons banging on the door, urging her to start her show.
This was a sort of protest to get the Bangjang, the room’s owner, to start her ‘business’. Of course, this didn’t necessarily lead to anything special happening.
Noisy outbursts in a chat room where the owner didn’t even look would be nothing but silent clamor. It was just trivial enough to evoke feelings of cuteness or pity from onlookers.
Some diligent ones would even show up from 7 PM, and sometimes they would wait around for 24 hours, hoping for any chat to pop up, even if the broadcast hadn’t started yet.
“If you come at 4 PM, I’ll start being happy from 3 PM.” That’s what the little prince’s fox said.
But the viewers waiting for Mollru’s broadcast were surpassing those sentiments.
Just a single notice that a broadcast would take place that day would send them into a frenzy of happiness from the moment they saw it. No need for a specific time; even without that announcement, they would keep the happiness circuits running, waiting for a streamer who might not even show up.
Could they be as happy as the fox from the fairy tale? They might be happy if they got rewarded for their waiting. But what if there was nothing at the end of that waiting? Could they still say they were happy? Even after such a pointless wait?
It was a mystery no one knew. Some might enjoy the wait itself and transform it positively, while others could have had huge expectations only to wither away watching an unstarted broadcast.
Still, the one thing that couldn’t be denied was their passion for getting immersed in something.
And that also meant that Mollru, who receives all that energy, was a remarkable broadcaster. It was no small feat to carry the weight of 10,000 to 30,000 people’s expectations.
It wasn’t unusual for public figures to struggle with depression and anxiety. They often dealt with unique pressure and unwarranted malice. Such was the nature of professions that lived off people’s attention.
In that light, Mollru could be seen as an excellent broadcaster.
Her broadcasting skills improved daily, and she satisfied viewers as a remarkable entertainer. Throughout that process, she wasn’t crushed under the increasing viewership, nor did she experience burnout broadcasting. In fact, according to her early viewers, the veterans who remembered her first show, she seemed clearly brighter now than back then.
Today was no different. At the awkward time of 9:47 PM, Mollru appeared with a virtual avatar she hadn’t used in a while.
The reactions weren’t initially positive. Not to mention, with her face revealed and more viewers coming in, the reactions were even worse now.
[Ah—remove the panel!]
[Is this person a Beotubeo?? What’s with the avatar?]
[Beotubeo Mollru kitas!!!]
[Wasn’t this a girl streamer’s room??]
[What on earth is this?]
[Wowww are you back? wwwww]
[Did the Bangjang dye their hair?]
[Natural blonde, she says~]
[With such a pretty face, why bother…]
[Seriously don’t get it ㄹㅇ]
[It’s habitual insanity, please understand the newcomers ^^]
[I liked when you were always on cam ㅠㅠ why suddenly switch to Beotubeo mode?]
[Cam cam cam cam cam cam cam!]
Of course, the reactions were poor. A few applauded Mollru for her unique attempt, but that was truly a very small number.
It was just the viewers’ tastes and preferences. Mollru was never close to this type of broadcasting. There were rejections from the start, and nothing had changed since then.
She wasn’t pushing Beotubeo broadcasts consistently, so both existing and new viewers wouldn’t be accustomed to this new appearance.
Yet Mollru wasn’t the kind of person who would just move based on viewer reactions. She didn’t entirely ignore them, but she merely took them into account without being swayed.
Today was no different. Mollru recognized the viewers’ reactions, her character shimmering side to side, a light giggle escaping through the mike.
“I’m glad to see you all like this, it makes it worthwhile for me to bring out my avatar.”
With her voice deflating like a whoosh, her character’s eyes crinkled delightfully. It was truly an action you could describe as ‘king-receiving’. More comments flooded the chat.
“Don’t joke around, does this look like something you like? I really want to smack your head for this ㄹㅇ.” These were comments you wouldn’t find in Mollru’s recent broadcasts.
Mollru simply acted in her usual broadcasting style, so why had the results come out so differently?
The absence of a cam screen that normally showcased her face, sweetening the viewers, was likely the reason.
However, even without the cam, Mollru had the ability to turn viewers sweet again.
“…Is it really that bad? Should I put it away and turn the cam back on?”
The blonde beautiful girl sulked, her expression turning gloomy as she looked down. It was so natural and her voice so fitting that viewers were momentarily taken aback, sending a flurry of comments.
[Huh…?]
[Why is this so cute?]
[Is this Beotubeo? Is this Beotubeo? Is this Beotubeo? Is this Beotubeo?]
[Mollru’s showing aegyo… this is invaluable.]
[Who are you?]
[Beotubeo might not be that bad after all.]
[Everyone, snap out of it! It’s a trap of public sentiment!]
Mollru was a remarkably dry broadcaster. Even with donations, she had no special reactions like other rooms, only a slight raise in pitch from time to time. Those who had entered because of her pretty looks often left disappointed without any aegyo.
Even though Mollru wasn’t initially a girl streamer and didn’t intentionally lure donations, doesn’t everyone tend to have their own expectations and deal with disappointments?
Even regular viewers who knew she wouldn’t fulfill their wishes would curse them while secretly holding onto some hope.
Today, that hope which had seemed unreasonable materialized unexpectedly. It wasn’t surprised that viewers’ reactions suddenly improved dramatically.
“Ugh… this is more embarrassing than I thought. I thought it would be okay since my face isn’t showing. But truth be told, if I had the cam on, I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this.”
The sulking expression was just a function of her character. What Mollru did was bow her head and speak in a disheartened voice. Viewers knew this fact, but even that was something.
“I learned this and that from Jay. They call it essential Beotubeo skills or something.”
[Essential skills, indeed ㅇㅇ I agree.]
[Long live Jay.]
[GOAT.]
[Who is Jay?]
[From now on, we appoint Jay as Flare’s number one leader!]
[Rita, get out!]
[Beotubeo is the future!]
[From today onward, everyone in Mollmaggell declares that they have no relations with Beotubeo ‘Jay’!]
[Wahkyapya!]
The viewers’ sentiment toward Jay had suddenly improved as a bonus.
“I have a few more tricks up my sleeve, but I don’t think I can show them today…”
[Show us!]
[Please show us!]
[Haha, this place really knows how to do business.]
[Creating suspense is no joke!]
“Instead, I have something prepared separately.”
With a tap tap of the keyboard, some change began to occur. The viewers quickly caught on to that change.
-Mollru is live!
‘Singing broadcast’
[Singing? Singing? Singing? Singing? Singing? Singing?]
[Is the Bangjang alright? Why the sudden change?]
[Seriously, I’m worried ㅋㅋㅋㅋ it’s good but…]
[Singing broadcast, what’s this?]
[Don’t tell me the newcomers can’t watch this live?]
[There will be no replays left soon~]
[This is too sweet… we’ll get cavities…]
“Don’t get your hopes up too high now… just think of it as having the local broadcast on.”
What if she couldn’t sing? Mollru was worried as Jay had sent her several clips of other Beotubeos singing.
From an objective standpoint, none of them were good singers.
Mollru derived a small bit of courage from seeing that and now was the time for that courage to bear fruit.
[Let’s go~]
[Quickly, quickly!]
[I’m so excited!]
With the viewers’ urging, the introduction flowed, and finally, Mollru’s singing began.