NOVEL NEXT Chapter 59
Mollru is live on air!
– Calm, high-end broadcast
Two days ago, after the team dinner with Jacky, Mollru, who had been at the center of all the gossip, started her stream.
It’s rare for a piece of gossip to last this long on internet broadcasts.
There are so many broadcasters and the range of broadcasts is so wide that unless it’s a significant event, it quickly gets buried and another piece of gossip rolls in.
The public naturally turns their eyes towards sensational stories.
However, this time the variable was that Mollru was a streamer so famous that no one could claim to not know her name.
During the last tournament, due to the exposed body parts excluding her face, people had been curious about what her face looked like.
In a nutshell, discussions about Mollru’s face and identity were currently the most stimulating and hot gossip in the internet broadcasting world. Anything else was seen as trivial in comparison.
In such a situation, turning on the broadcast right away wasn’t the wisest choice.
She wasn’t taking time off due to a mistake or reflecting on anything; she could have just rested until the commotion died down.
But Mollru couldn’t just watch this situation unfold.
It was too uncomfortable seeing thousands of people turning her teammate’s broadcast into chaos.
So, she turned on the stream in the first place.
[Did you start the stream?]
[Are you here?]
[It’s a total mess right now, haha;]
[Take it easy for a bit]
[Clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification]
[You came already, haha]
[Turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam, turn on the cam]
[Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go]
[Isn’t this the broadcast of our region’s top beautiful girl, Mollru? Please respond]
The viewers quickly surged to an absurd level.
On the Switch, there’s a notification feature that alerts you when streamers you follow go live.
When a streamer goes live, the viewers who get the alert immediately come to the broadcast.
Normally, viewers would enter the broadcast following that process.
But right now, the number of people in Mollru’s room exceeded her follower count.
Even just looking at the chat, it seemed hard to believe it was the kind of chatting that her usual viewers would do.
Mysterious non-following viewers had taken over her stream less than a few minutes after she went live.
Amid the sharp messages flying in from these strangers, covering up the usual chats of her regular viewers,
Mollru stayed silent, even though any streamer with a long broadcast would be astonished by the situation.
“….”
The occasional sound of her breathing and the creaking of her chair confirmed she was at her seat.
The fact that viewers realized that only made them more chaotic.
When it peaked and donations turned into criticism towards Mollru, she finally spoke.
“I am Mollru, aiming for a calm, high-end broadcast. Hello.”
[Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello!]
[Clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification, clarification]
[You’re just casually saying hello, haha]
[Is it true that you’re secretly meeting guys? Is it true that you’re secretly meeting guys?]
[Can you manage the chat room?;]
“Why is the chat so angry? I don’t really know.”
She had intentionally told Si-young not to manage the chat room today.
In fact, she felt managing the chat every day was pointless.
Her broadcast kept drawing viewers, constantly breaking records.
Unless the atmosphere of the broadcast, which had been an issue for a long time, changed, this phenomenon would continue.
Mollru decided to go back to her original intentions.
So that these viewers could never take off their masks in her stream.
[Ironman donated 10,000 won!]
– Clarify about the secret dinner
“Thank you for the donation. Seeing the chatroom so chaotic reminds me of the old times. It was during my first broadcast. Back then, I used to have a donation reaction where I’d give quizzes, and you would guess the answers.”
[Oooh]
[In this situation, really? Haha]
[What?]
[Turn on the cam, turn on the cam]
Even though she thanked for the donation, she was deliberately avoiding discussions about the dinner, her face, and clarifications.
Among the viewers fuming over the stonewalling broadcast, reactions of astonishment became evident.
They could somewhat anticipate what Mollru might do next.
It was like the tale of the sun and the north wind from Aesop’s Fables.
No matter how hard the north wind blew, the traveler only tightened his coat. Mollru was not revealing even a portion of her shell.
[MySummerCar donated 10,000 won!]
– Please share about the after-party
Finally, as if declaring surrender, a polite request came with the donation.
It was worlds apart from the threatening tones of other streamers’ broadcasts.
“Thank you for the 10,000 won donation, MySummerCar. So, shall I give a quiz about cars?”
But was that not enough, or did she truly want to set the tone firmly this time?
Or did she genuinely want to return to her roots and have a quiz show with her viewers after a long time?
Mollru displayed a ruthless side.
[MySummerCar donated 100,000 won!]
– Oh please
Only after receiving the hefty sum did she start to fulfill the viewer’s request.
“A story about the after-party? Why didn’t you say that earlier? What’s such a big deal about it? I was purposely holding back on saying it, worried that others had shared it first. And you gave this donation?”
Ignoring the viewers who were boiling while she droned on, Mollru gradually started to unfold the story.
The viewers, praising the donor as the ‘hero,’ were taking in her words carefully but started to boil for other reasons.
“I got lost and arrived late, but everyone was already there. I could have said something, but they were such nice people. Thanks to them, I was at ease. The restaurant served great food. Jacky made reservations, and the steak and pasta were divine. The wine too… nothing was off, and the aroma was just-.”
[Was this person always so chatty?]
[Is this a ‘Moll-Chan’ entry? Haha]
[Seriously, she’s just sharing bits we’re not curious about like a rebellious child.]
[The streamer herself is the original villain.]
[For real haha]
[Help me]
[Someone intervene with a donation.]
Mollru’s way of handling the situation was enough to leave viewers dizzy in delight.
Unable to hold back anymore, one of the viewers, with tears welling up, opened their wallet.
[Isn’t Our Daesik Cute? donated 150,000 won!]
– Is it true that the team members were all surprised to see your face?
Mollru’s speech, which had been describing the quality of the restaurant’s tablecloth, suddenly halted.
Like most streamers, the bigger the donation amount, the more enthusiastic the streamer would respond.
Mollru was particularly like that.
Although she didn’t externally shout it out loud or anything, she would normally fulfill the requests of donors who contributed a significant amount.
And this time was no different.
“Face, huh… Why are you all so curious about it? For now, I don’t plan on turning on the cam. Now, how does that go…”
“But isn’t it funny to describe what I look like? Would you believe me if I told you? I mean, I don’t really know how I look… Do you all observe how you look every time you see your reflections? Oh, you don’t look in the mirror because it makes you feel gloomy? Got it. That can happen. Look at that, I read that? Isn’t that better than streamers who don’t read their chats? So how do I look?”
After a few minutes of some clinking noises, as if something was being taken out, Mollru’s voice calmly rang out.
“Just an average face with my eyes, nose, and mouth attached neatly, and I look pretty.”
Of course, hearing such words wouldn’t satisfy the viewers.
They were eager to know about the size of her eyes, the distance between her eyes, the color of her skin, the type of trouble on her face, and even the thickness of her lips.
But what Mollru said next was entirely unrelated to her appearance.
“Lastly, I’ll drop a donation reaction. Why was the ice cream so surprised?”
In contrast to the overwhelming chat scrolling up furiously in one corner of the screen, her tone was eerie and flat.
“The answer is… because it was cold. It’s quite chilly lately, so be careful everyone. See you in the next broadcast.”
With that, the screen turned black, and Mollru’s calm, high-end broadcast came to an end.