-Kayak… I long to embrace you… When I see you, I can’t help but remember my late wife who passed away long ago. After work in the evening, as the sun sets, we used to share love and deep affection just like any other day… I have no doubt that our relationship can become something like that too.-
-What cup size are you?
-Is the tteokbokki place you mentioned last time in Seongdong-gu? I go there often; it’s really a great spot, haha! If I happen to meet you, I’ll make sure to greet you.
“….”
With a small sigh, I delete everything. At the same time, I register them as spam. I even go as far as blocking them so that I never receive emails from them again.
It’s my day off. Since I successfully wrapped up the ad I got from Envision after a long time, I decided to give myself a break for the first time in a while.
But to have such an email on my precious rest day…
I was just checking my inbox, thinking that if I got an ad from Envision, maybe I’d receive a business email from somewhere else too, but instead, I got this nasty surprise. This is exactly why I didn’t want to write my email address down.
It’s been getting worse lately. Ever since I became this body, on my very first stream, when it became clear I was a woman. At that time, I used to get these terrible emails every single day without fail.
Then after some time, it died down, but after an incident where my chest was revealed, my inbox blew up once again. Because of that, I had to get rid of my email address.
Now that I needed to write my email address again for the ads, I ended up in this situation again. Looking back, those peaceful times weren’t really that long after all.
Although I haven’t been streaming for long, I already feel like I understand the struggles of streamers. If I feel this way, I can’t help but wonder how many messages the other streamers, especially the women who show their faces, receive every day.
“…Should I just expose them on my stream?”
I briefly entertained that thought.
What if I publicly showcased my inbox, revealed my email address, and asked, “Hey, who wants to send these kinds of emails?” and sentenced them to public execution.
Historically, this kind of execution has always been a source of entertainment and content for many. Just look back at medieval history; whether they were criminals or not, people flocked to the square whenever someone was to be executed, as if it was something exciting.
So, there’s a chance it could work as live-stream content, but I’m also conflicted about it. What if it ends up being more of a reward than a punishment? Having seen all sorts of people through my long internet ghost life, I couldn’t help but think that they might actually enjoy being publicly shamed in front of many viewers.
After all, the ones sending these emails are far from normal in many ways. You could say they lack empathy.
Somehow, when someone gets angry or feels uncomfortable, these psychopaths get off on the idea that “I’m controlling this person’s emotions!”
They were enjoying themselves, claiming they were in control like some kind of psycho freaks.
It was a relief that people whose thought processes were different from ordinary folks didn’t feel shame, let alone ecstasy.
“Let’s not bother with them.”
So, blocking them and moving on seemed like the best option. If I were part of a company and could sue, that would be a different story. But that wasn’t the case.
Isn’t there a famous saying: “Don’t feed the idiots”? There’s always a reason why those proverbial phrases are so widely used.
After checking my inbox and finishing up some tasks, I leaned back in my chair and started spinning around in circles at my computer.
Let’s see… I’ve watched all the Vtube videos and diligently left hearts on the comments. I just checked my inbox. I even went for a walk as soon as I woke up and saw Si Hyun and her uncle/editor, Kim Jae-jun.
“I have… nothing to do?”
It was a rare holiday, and after finishing all my tasks at 2 PM, I was at a loss for what to do next.
Originally, I wasn’t a very planned or diligent person.
On holidays, I would sleep over 10 hours, wake up, giggle in bed while browsing, eat when I got hungry, and maybe dive into the Abyss for a bit.
However, I couldn’t adopt that old routine now. First, sleeping for long stretches was impossible in this body.
Thanks to my excessively good health, I can only sleep 6 to 7 hours and wake up as if I had a deep slumber, my eyes popping wide open.
That’s why I went out for a walk in the morning.
Just thought, while I’m up early, why not enjoy the morning air? I had a lazy mindset, but since things had come to this, I figured I might as well live healthily.
Going out every day, I naturally integrated this into my current routine, much like my old holiday habits.
Anyway, after my walk according to the routine and finishing all the weekend tasks, I found myself with nothing to do.
Even though I thought about taking a leisurely nap, sleep was elusive. Back in the day, I would have jumped into the Abyss or browsed at times like this.
But I’ve been diving into the Abyss so much lately that I wasn’t really tempted by it, and I was only occasionally glancing at the latest bizarre rumors online.
“Hmm….”
If I thought about playing a different game, it felt like I should turn on the broadcast. It seemed like I’d have to kick off a stream and vibe with the viewers for some Vtube content.
Yet that would also tarnish the relaxing essence of this holiday, so it was automatically dismissed.
At this point, my remaining options were limited.
Biting into a warm bagel I just had delivered, I accessed the Twitch site.
A plethora of streamers filling my follow list. The number had increased compared to before. Thanks to a recent tournament.
But since it was still early compared to when streams usually pick up in the evening, it seemed none of them were live.
It was still early, probably because it was evening, but none of the people streaming were online.
I thought about idly chatting and watching a broadcast, but to my disappointment, there wasn’t a single one. I licked my lips in regret and continued scrolling.
Still, there weren’t any broadcasts that caught my eye. I set the category to “Abyss,” and a multitude of streams appeared.
I couldn’t help but think how many people were streaming. At the same time, I realized how lucky I really was.
I saw dozens of broadcasts for “Abyss” with 0 or 1 viewer.
Among them were some streaming with cameras, some without, and some showcasing their own moving characters.
I was browsing through these broadcasts, which had a surprisingly low viewer count compared to usual.
“Hmm?”
One broadcast caught my eye.
-Haim
‘Abyss Newbie (Day 12) I’m going to be a Camilla master! ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡’
“Oh ho…”
What a desirable individual.
Being a newbie is a plus, and now she’s practicing as Camilla?
I felt quite intrigued and entered her stream.
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-Ah, no! I clicked the wrong button! Ugh…
A somewhat high-pitched yet non-irritating female voice.
She had a virtual avatar prominently displayed in a corner of the screen, likely using some technology to track her expressions and movements, showing how focused she was on the avatar.
[Ah f*ck]
[If you dance there…]
[Haim, no! ㅠㅠ]
[Camilla isn’t something anyone can do]
[LOL, she’s following Kayak blindly]
Why was my name coming up here? That question was answered by Haim’s next words.
-Hehe, but I fell in love after watching the tournament. I want to be like Camilla too.
“Huh…”
Looking at this, it seems the tournament had a huge impact. Seeing an entirely new group of Abyss players starting fresh and becoming new Camilla users is incredible.
I began watching Haim’s stream with a mix of satisfaction and pride. With the sense that I had found a good stream, I straightened my slouched posture.
-Ah, go away! Ah, I died again… Wait, why is that old man so strong? Is it because I’m just that bad? Hmph, maybe.
“Everyone’s being too harsh on the newbies.”
Did she say she’s been playing for 12 days? Haim’s gameplay clearly showed she was struggling with even the basic controls. It had that distinct smell of a newbie.
But watching this kind of newbie play is also part of the fun. It seems the people in this room didn’t appreciate how rare newbies are.
Watching Bi’s gameplay is part of the fun. It seems like the people in this room don’t realize how precious newbies are.
I was just about to type in the chat to encourage her by saying she’s doing well.
[Just give up, you loser lol. You’re so bad.]
[What does Camilla even mean? Does she think she’s Kayak?]
[Why is Hako mentioning Kayak? Don’t try to stick a straw in her.]
“What the…”
The chat was rapidly filling up, covered with blatant insults towards Haim.
The atmosphere suddenly got tense. Haim’s voice shook slightly as if she noticed the chat.
-Hahaha, straw? Please don’t use such harsh words. I just meant to say that Kayak started as Camilla…
The virtual avatar expresses an awkward look. Out of the blue, such verbal abuse! It was clear she was hurt quite a bit.
“Then why not ban them?”
[What? Suddenly talking about straws.]
[This is a weird person showing up; ban them, Haim.]
[We can’t let this slide!]
[The broadcast host is too soft-hearted to ban, huh?]
The viewers seemed to share my thoughts, showing similar reactions. But Haim was only trying to calm them down.
-You all are too worked up. Please calm down. Just enjoy my broadcast. Timtim, please don’t be upset, watch the stream with me.
Haim’s avatar smiled kindly. Thanks to her mediation, the chat quieted down briefly, and people began typing about her broadcast again.
“This…”
I could roughly guess why Haim was acting this way. It must be because there weren’t enough viewers.
Currently, Haim had 17 viewers. Among them, only five were actively chatting, including those who insulted her.
Each person watching and chatting meant a lot to Haim. That’s why she couldn’t impose strong sanctions on toxic viewers.
Is it the sorrow of a Hako streamer? Realizing her struggles, I silently watched the broadcast with a bitter heart.
“Phew.”
Still, in my broadcast, it’s a ban, you little idiot. How dare you drag my name into your drama?
I was in the middle of opening my notepad to jot down that guy’s nickname.
[Lol, they should at least try a little or can they focus on the game while just dying?]
[You can tell the level of losers who watch this in their rooms; they probably just gasp at the character moving, haha.]
“Crossing the line.”
With a cold face, I grabbed my phone.
Charged up the bullets needed for a donation.
Bam bam bam bam bam—!
And soon, the majestic sound effect echoed.
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-Can you ban that person for the 50,000 won reaction right now?
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