BLBJ 2.4
by osmo“Huh?”
💬Downtown?
💬Going shopping or something?
💬Excuse me. Gong isn’t allowed to go shopping anywhere except with Su, right?
💬Maybe he could wait for Eizen there.
“Ah, well, I’ll head towards downtown anyway.”
Eizen wrapped up the mood and stepped out of the shrine.
It was fortunate that it wasn’t far. After all, since it was a live broadcast, the travel time was bound to get tedious.
Eizen didn’t have real broadcasting equipment, nor could he go live with just a phone like in his past life. So, even if he tried to keep the conversation going and maintain the mood, standing outside alone and talking nonstop would inevitably make him look like a complete lunatic.
Contrary to what viewers might think, this place was reality for Eizen. If he got branded as a complete lunatic, life would get tough. Viewers could just turn off the stream, but he had to keep living here.
“This is a busy district, but…”
Eizen looked around frantically. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack here in the capital.
Of course, since Tennes was a Marquis, he’d stand out somewhat, but just shouting ‘He’s in the busy downtown area!’ wouldn’t make him appear.
💬If he just stands there, won’t Tennes come to him?
💬The main character doesn’t even have to move; the plots just twist around him on their own.
💬Or he could just yell ‘Tennes!’ right here.
“Hmm, maybe we should just look around first? Besides, it keeps saying he’s still moving.”
Eizen smiled faintly and started to cross the street. At that moment, screams erupted from all around.
“No!”
“Get out of the way!”
‘Well, I don’t mind looking a little crazy, but…’
“Kyaaah!”
💬Danger!
💬Eeek! This isn’t a bad ending, is it?
A massive horse charged toward him.
Eizen froze in place.
The horse stopped just in the nick of time. He hadn’t completely dodged it, but he narrowly avoided being trampled by its hooves.
“Ugh!” Eizen fell to the ground.
💬Damn. I thought we had to replay it and freaked out.
💬I was the one who got scared.
💬I thought the graphics were amazing, but the horse charging is super realistic too.
Eizen stared blankly as the viewers threw out their comments. His mind was completely blank.
‘I really thought I was going to die…’
His legs wouldn’t hold him up. Eizen stupidly stared down at his still trembling legs.
People probably just thought it was an in-game ‘event,’ but for Eizen, it was damn reality.
“Ha… Haa… “
He managed to let out a sigh. He felt people’s eyes on him and wanted to jump up, but his legs wouldn’t obey him.
”Are you alright?” A man jumped out from inside the carriage.
The moment he saw him, Eizen couldn’t help but utter an “Eh?”.
💬Hahahahahaha. So it really was an event.
💬Guess it was the meeting event with Tennes.
💬Of course. He wouldn’t just get hit by any carriage.
💬So now he’s taking you home and apologizing?
“Ah, it was Baron Sarnah.” Tennes smiled faintly, as if remembering their meeting yesterday.
Eizen instinctively grabbed the hand Tennes offered. He thought his body would be pulled up in one swift motion, but his legs were weak, so he could only stagger
“You seem quite startled.”
“Eek!”
💬Here it comes. Princess carry lololololol
💬Whoa, you haven’t planted the flag yet, right?
💬And yet he carries the princess right away?
💬He’s strong. Doesn’t even look tired.
“Put me down.”
His face flushed bright red. It was already mortifying enough with people whispering around him, but now the viewers were chiming in with their own comments about the situation.
‘No, the people around us aren’t saying anything!’
The problem was the viewers’ reactions being displayed directly. Although his face burned bright red with embarrassment, Tennes seemed unfazed, striding briskly and slipping straight into the carriage.
“Let’s go to my residence. I need to make sure you haven’t been hurt anywhere.”
“No, I’m just a little startled.”
“But weren’t you nearly trampled by the horse?”
“It was just a light bump, really. More like a gentle nudge…”
Tennes carefully set Eizen onto a seat and clicked the door shut.
What could he say? He seemed kind, yet strangely self-willed? This man, smiling sweetly and cheerfully, always seemed to get his way in the end.
💬Took him after all.
💬I wonder about the Marquis’s mansion. Is it fancy?
💬Since he’s a noble, he might have gone all out with the interior design.
💬That’s modern stuff. This is fantasy.
Viewers had already reacted positively to Eizen going to Tennes’s marquisate.
Eizen swallowed a sigh unnoticed.
Yeah, what the viewers want is what Eizen has to do. It’s that kind of relationship where they tell you what to do by waving their sponsorship money around.
‘Still, with 50, I can buy skill points too.’
Inside the quiet carriage, Eizen quietly opened the shop.
[♥Shop – Skills♥]
[Etiquette F]
[Swordplay F]
[Magic F]
[Archery F]
[Dance F]
[Singing F]
[Horseback Riding F]
[XX F]
“Huh?”
A new skill that hadn’t been there before had appeared.
XX? What the heck is XX?
💬Wow, that XX skill is tempting.
💬What is it? No idea? Let’s buy it first.
💬Hahahahaha I don’t know either. Buy it first.
💬What is that thing? Hahahahaha
💬-It actually shows up as a skill?
Eizen didn’t want to think about it, but the viewers were wildly enthusiastic about buying the XX skill.
‘Ugh, what is that thing.’
Come to think of it, at the end of the last broadcast, it said [Hidden Quest Complete] and the shop’s items increased? Unfortunately, it wasn’t during the broadcast, so he couldn’t check what changes had occurred.
Eizen quickly closed the shop.
💬Show us the other stuff in the shop!
💬I’m curious what’s there!
‘Somehow, this feels ominous.’
It felt even more ominous than the XX skill.
Eizen glanced sideways at Tennes, seated across from him.
Tennes was wearing an inexplicable smile. The atmosphere inside the carriage remained awkward.
Eizen bit his lip hard and opened his abilities this time.
[♥Shop – Abilities♥]
[Stamina]
[Strength]
[Luck]
[Charm]
[XX]
💬Wow, they have XX here too?
💬Let’s buy some XX. I’m really curious, you know.
💬But isn’t the XX in the skills the same as the XX in the abilities?
💬Seems different.
“…”
Eizen quickly closed the shop. He’d shown something he shouldn’t have.
‘The best scenario is to buy tons of swordsmanship, then load up on stamina and strength.’
He thought that way, figuring he could become a knight or a mercenary, or do something, anything.
But the appearance of XX – this mysterious yet utterly unmysterious ability – drew all the viewers’ attention right there.
Eizen tugged at his hair.
‘That XX can’t possibly stand for sex, can it?’
Then what the hell does the XX in ‘ability’ stand for! Somewhere, he thought he smelled something burning. The scent of his happiness circuit slowly igniting.
Tennes, who had been quietly watching Eizen, asked with a hint of concern.
“Does your head hurt?”
“Huh?”
“May I take a look?”
Eizen hadn’t even said yes.
Before he could, Tennes had already moved naturally to the seat beside him and began running his fingers through Eizen’s pink hair. It felt so fluid, so natural, like it was the most obvious thing to do, that Eizen couldn’t say a word.
As Eizen quietly looked up at Tennes through his disheveled pink hair, he gave a faint, wry smile.
The moment he locked eyes with Tennes’s crimson irises, the carriage gave a light jolt.
“Ugh!”
💬Whoa, he aimed for that. He aimed for it.
💬If he calculated this, he’s a real schemer.
Having been leaning awkwardly with his head bowed, Eizen had no choice but to bump his head against Tennes’ chest.
Tennes, who had firmly caught the stumbling Eizen, let out a short laugh.
“Looks like we’ve arrived.”
“Ah, yes…
“I kept thinking I should shave down that step at the doorway… but I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t.”
“Huh?”
💬Flirting with fire.
💬No wonder he started laughing so early.
💬Why? I actually like it that way.
💬Well, that aristocratic upbringing shows through, doesn’t it?
Eizen, deliberately ignoring the chat window, calmed his unsettled heart and gazed out the window.
The enormous mansion, one Eizen had never even dreamed of, was drawing ever closer.
“This way, please.”
“Ah, yes…”
It felt different from the Imperial Palace. If the Imperial Palace boasted immense splendor ‘as befitting an Imperial Palace,’ the Marquis of Nemeo’s residence gave off a refined feel.
Not dazzlingly ornate, but somehow… sharp, perhaps?
It might have been due to the decorative armor placed here and there, or the swords, spears, and axes hanging on the walls.
In any case, the entire mansion radiated the sense that Tennes, despite his gentle smile, was a remarkably formidable man.
‘They say smiling people are the scariest!’
Eizen followed Tennes into the reception room.
💬That’s totally a madman aesthetic.
💬Wow, didn’t think even a fantasy world could pull off a madman interior.
‘What the hell is a madman aesthetic supposed to be?’
Eizen looked around the reception room. There was only a sofa and a table in the reception room.
Beautiful sculptures should be placed in the reception rooms of nobles. Or flowers arranged in pretty vases. There was nothing that felt human.
“Please sit over here.”
As soon as Eizen sat down where Tennes indicated, the man perched on the table swiftly lifted Eizen’s leg without another word.
“Ow!”
Thanks to the plush sofa, Eizen’s body sank into the backrest as he struggled. Tennes began rolling up his pants.
“Th-that area isn’t injured.”
“I’m checking because there’s dirt on it.” “
Tennes finally pulled Eizen’s pants up to his knees and pressed firmly on the round, crimson-stained knee.
”Ugh…“
“Looks like it just grazed the skin. Guess we should be thankful it wasn’t crushed.”
Tennes gave a sly smile, then fetched some ointment from somewhere and applied it.
Eizen cautiously watched the fingers stroking his skin. Though those fingers were calloused, almost like Pike’s, Tennes’ touch felt only gentle.
💬He’s applying it way too suggestively.
💬He’ll end up touching his thighs next.
The moment that chat appeared, Tennes’ long fingers slipped inside Eizen’s pants.
It felt so natural that at that moment, Eizen didn’t even think something was wrong. Only when Tennes’ fingertips touched the skin inside his thigh did Eizen, finally seeing the chat window, snap back to his senses and grab his wrist.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Th-that area isn’t hurt.”
“Didn’t you collapse?”
“Well, that’s true…”
“Your butt might be bruised, too.”
”Huh?“
“It’d be better if you took off your pants.”
“What?”
Tennes’ hand moved unhesitatingly toward his belt. When Eizen gasped and grabbed Tennes’ hand, his red eyes stared intently at Eizen, as if asking what the problem was.
“Your butt might be bruised.”
“I-I don’t think you need to check that far…”
💬The brakes are broken.
💬You haven’t stuck the flag in yet, right?
💬Crazy fluttering
💬This is rude on our second meeting, but may I take off your pants?
💬Crazy lolololol
As Eizen desperately clung to his belt, Tennes let out a low sigh.
“Does your butt hurt?”
“I’m fine! Yeah! It doesn’t hurt at all!”
“Still, I think it’s better to check.”
“No! I know the state of my butt best!”
💬Hahahaha, desperate butt-saving.
💬You’re gonna show your butt later anyway, might as well just do it now.
💬If you show your butt, does that get the content level adjusted?
💬Ah, right. Showing your butt might get the content level adjusted.
💬Why? He’s just putting medicine on his butt. Is that also grounds for content adjustment?
💬Where is he putting the medicine?
💬On his ass.
💬Just the butt?
💬Ah, you guys hahaha
The viewers’ reactions didn’t even register.
Eizen bit his lip hard in response to the eyes fixated on his butt. Tennes, seemingly unwilling to back down either, clenched his hand tightly at that moment.
Gurgle.
A loud sound echoed between the two.
💬Did I just hear that wrong?
💬I heard it too.
💬Come to think of it, Mr. Eizen, you haven’t eaten all day.
💬That’s true. You’ve only been eating kisses.
💬You couldn’t even eat your fill because of Pike.
An awkward silence fell for a moment.
Only then did Eizen realize he’d been running around all day without eating anything. So many things had happened he hadn’t even noticed he was hungry.
“Are you hungry?”
Eizen’s face flushed bright red. Tennes’s stifled laughter could be heard.
“It’s a bit late for dinner, but I haven’t eaten yet either. Would you like to join me?”
💬People who give you food are good people.
💬I’ve only seen street food all day. Let’s see what they eat in a noble household.
💬You’re a fallen noble, so you can’t even afford to buy proper food. Let’s film a mukbang today.
“Yes.” Eizen nodded vigorously. His stomach was absolutely growling, after all.
Once more, a loud rumble echoed through the room.
Contrary to Tennes’ laughter, Eizen’s face flushed even brighter red.
At least he’d managed to keep his pants on.
‘Though saying kept them on feels a bit off.’
Anyway, it meant he hadn’t ended up pulling his pants down in front of a stranger.
Eizen watched the servants bring in dish after dish, swallowing hard.
‘This is insane.’
💬Wow, the quality is insane.
💬If the marquis eats a spread like this, how does the Emperor eat?
💬Probably a full banquet.
💬Is this 4D? Why does it feel like I can smell it?
💬Wow, the meat juices are no joke.
It was almost heartbreaking that viewers couldn’t smell this delicious aroma.
Eizen swallowed hard, staring intently at the food.
True to his fallen noble status, he’d eaten only coarse bread and watery soup daily. Meat was something he’d only ever tasted in his dreams.
The table was laden.
Steaming white, soft bread; a whole chicken roasted in the oven; steak dripping with juices. On top of that, fluffy potatoes were half-soaked in melted butter, and the vegetables were as fresh as if picked straight from the field.
The bright yellow dressing lightly sprinkled on top looked so refreshing, it made your mouth water just looking at it.
And then there was the fragrant wine.
As Eizen stared in a daze, Tennes smiled faintly.
“You seem quite hungry. Please, eat plenty.”
“Th-thank you.”
Etiquette? What was that?
His resolve to watch Tennes and copy his knife and fork technique vanished like smoke before the food.
Eizen tore off a long piece of bread without hesitation.
Warm steam billowed up, revealing the snow-white interior of the bread, which had a grain pattern like meat. Unlike the coarse crust, it melted in his mouth like snow.
It was incomparable to the bread that had barely been edible only with jam.
Next, he tore off a large piece of grilled chicken and put it in his mouth, then cut off a piece of steak.
💬Wow, suddenly it’s a mukbang vibe.
💬Mr. Eizen, once you finish gaming, you’d probably do well with a mukbang too.
💬I’m starving 😭 I’ll go boil some ramen.
💬Won’t watching this while eating ramen just make you feel worse?
No matter what the viewers were chattering about, it didn’t register. The mouth-filling meat juices, the crisp freshness of the salad, the tenderness of the meat, the savory richness of the butter – everything vanished completely from his mind.
“It’s nice to see you enjoying your meal.”
[Hidden Quest Complete]★ Planted a flag with Tennes
[Reward]
★ Tennes is now available for romance
💬Out of nowhere?
💬Fell for him during the mukbang, lol.
💬Ah yeah, agreed. Eizen really knows how to eat.
💬What happened? I just came back with cup ramen.
💬A flag got triggered.
Eizen rolled his eyes. Only after swallowing the food in his mouth did he regain his senses slightly and turn his gaze. Tennes had completely set down his knife and fork and was staring at Eizen.
“Aren’t… you eating?”
“Seeing you eat so heartily makes my stomach full.”
💬Now that’s a true K-Gong.
💬No doubt about it — this game was 100% made by a Korean.
💬Hitting someone I can understand, but starving them? Unforgivable.
💬What the hell, now all the others look like trash 😭 They didn’t even feed him!
💎[KingOfTennes donated 10,000 won] — Tennes supremacy! Everyone, invest in the K-Gong who feeds his man!
I don’t know what exactly struck a chord, but Tennes seemed to have really moved the viewers.
Eizen cautiously tried to continue eating.
“Eat plenty.” Tennes even kindly smiled and pushed the plate toward Eizen.
💬Eizen, just film an exciting mukbang for us.
💬Changing this title to ‘Mukbang’ would probably draw a huge crowd.
💬Fantasy world mukbang content could work too.
💬That one! Eat that too!
💬What is that?
💬The dessert over there.
Viewers started shouting out things they wanted him to eat. As he picked up and ate various things as they requested, Eizen realized something for the first time. That he was a huge eater.
💬Guess since it’s a game, you can eat endlessly.
Though that misunderstanding arose.
Anyway, viewers would think it was a game, and there was no reason to change that perception, so Eizen just kept putting food in his mouth.
Brûlée, where thin, crispy sugar crusts crack under the spoon to reveal soft custard cream beneath. Brownies so rich they practically oozed melted chocolate. Mille-feuille, its layers crumbling softly. Every kind of sweetness filled his entire body.
‘Dessert, huh.’
Eizen felt a little moved. Life was tough enough just buying bread. Dessert was out of the question.
💬Wow, that looks so good.
💬What’s that one called?
💬I think it’s an opera cake.
💬And that one?
💬Looks like a meringue cookie.
💬I’ve never even thought meringue cookies looked good before. But seeing it now… my mouth is watering T_T
While Eizen filmed his mukbang, viewers were explaining everything without him saying a word.
It was good luck. He couldn’t possibly explain ‘Everyone, this is such-and-such food, and it tastes like this’ while eating frantically because he was so hungry.
💎[KingOfTennes donated 3,000 won] — You’re going to kiss after the mukbang ends, right?
💬Ah, at least give him time to brush his teeth first!
💬So cruel 😭 Don’t you know, semes and ukes are naturally clean!
💬Ugh, amateurs – this is where you’re supposed to lick the cream off his lips and say, “Sweet.” 😂
💬Agreed, BunnyPrince knows their stuff.
Eizen, who had been happily inhaling his food, suddenly gasped in surprise.
‘Kiss! I’d completely forgotten about it.’
That mission where everything except for Pike had succeeded.
Eizen unnecessarily flicked his tongue over his lips. He tasted the sweet cream.
He glanced at Tennes, and their eyes met. Tennes seemed to have been watching him eat the whole time. Feeling inexplicably embarrassed, he quietly set down the piece of dessert he’d been holding.
Tennes rested his chin on his hand and smiled faintly.
“Have some more.”
“Ah, no. I’m done. Thank you.”
As Eizen bowed his head slightly, Tennes reached out his hand.
Should he dodge or not? Eizen hesitated for a moment, staring blankly, when Tennes’ fingertips touched his cheek.
“You’ve got some on your cheek.”
Tennes’ long fingers brushed against Eizen’s face. As Eizen stared blankly at Tennes licking the white whipped cream from his fingertips, he recalled the words of BunnyPrince that had flashed by in the chat just moments ago.
‘This is where you’re supposed to lick the cream off his lips and say, “Sweet.”’
Was that… what they meant? Eizen’s thoughts tangled into a mess.
A laugh mixed into Tennes’ low voice flowed out.
“I don’t usually enjoy sweet things much. But this sweetness is delicious.”
💬Insane flirting.
💬Actually, isn’t Tennes’s brake more severely broken than Christian’s?
💬It’s going pretty much like what BunnyPrince said.
💬BunnyPrince, you’re living up to your nickname.
💬What do you think happens next?
💬A kiss, a kiss!
💬Tennes! hahaha Calm down.
Tennes chuckled softly, pressing his licked finger firmly against Eizen’s lips.
Is he… going to kiss me? A kiss? Is KingOfTennes about to drop another 100,000 won?
The thought barely flickered before Tennes’s crimson eyes drew closer.
His hand tilted Eizen’s chin, guiding him upward, and as Tennes leaned in, Eizen squeezed his eyes shut tight.
A light breath brushed against Eizen’s cheek.
Did it look like he was expecting a kiss?
Eizen, belatedly thinking this, opened his eyes slightly and met Tennes’s amused gaze.
Tennes burst out laughing. “Why that reaction?”
“Huh?”
“It looked like you were expecting me to kiss you.”
Eizen’s face flushed bright red.
💬Flirting like there’s no tomorrow.
💬Like tomorrow really doesn’t exist.
💬Tennes is kinda a jerk, right?
💬Probably a subtle jerk.
💬Nah, from what I just saw, he’s totally a jerk.
As Eizen turned his head to escape, Tennes tightened his grip slightly.
“Ugh.” Eizen let out a soft groan as his jaw was firmly held.
With Tennes’ low chuckle, lips – no, a tongue – touched him. A soft, wet sensation licked Eizen’s lips, traced his mouth, then moved up to his cheek.
“Mmmph.”
He’d expected a lick on the lips, but not up to his cheek!
Eizen gasped for air and tried to push Tennes away, but the fingers gripping his jaw didn’t budge an inch.
“Mmm.”
A chuckle escaped Tennes as he slowly traced his tongue over the skin, savoring the taste.
“Is it because you ate too much sweet stuff?”
“S-stop… ”
“It tastes sweet, doesn’t it?”
“Haa…”
Eizen trembled violently as Tennes bit down hard on his earlobe and pushed his tongue deep inside his ear. Even though he could hear Eizen gasping for breath, Tennes didn’t stop. Instead, he bit down harder on the earlobe and traced the tip of his tongue over Eizen’s tightly closed eyelids.
“Stop… ”
Only after Eizen whispered the plea, gasping for breath, did Tennes’s tongue, which had been clinging to his skin, finally pull away.
Eizen gasped for breath, struggling to break free from Tennes.
The chair crashed loudly to the floor.
He clung to the dining room wall.
He’d kissed three times before, and once he’d even made the first move.
But this was a first. Licking? Licking!
Eizen rubbed his flushed cheeks roughly with his sleeve.
💬Tennes is seriously full-throttle.
💬Like he has no brakes or reverse gear.
💬Should we even call this a kiss?
💬Doesn’t seem like it’s 19+ material.
💬Actually, wasn’t this even more risqué?
💬Do they actually have to stick your tongue in?
“Surprised?”
Eizen frowned at the nonchalant question. Even a dog wouldn’t lick like that. It felt… strange. The squishy, slimy sensation of that tongue still lingered.
“Uh, well.” Eizen kept rubbing his cheek and ear as he stammered on. “I enjoyed my meal.”
💬Wasn’t it Tennes who enjoyed it?
💬Hahahahaha
💬Why? If both of them enjoyed it, that’s all that matters.
💬That was a close call, haha.
Without properly gauging the audience’s reaction, Eizen just kept biting his lip.
“I’ll head home now. Thank you for treating my wounds. And also –”
“How will you get home?”
“Huh? Well, I’ll walk… ”
“I’ll take you.”
“You really don’t have to.”
“It’s nighttime.”
“It’s fine. I’m not exactly night-blind.”
“It’s dangerous.”
“No, I’m really fine.”
“I’ll take you home.”
His tone was firm, as if forbidding any argument.
💬Isn’t he trying to find out where you live?
💬Mr. Eizen, being a fallen noble, probably lives somewhere really run-down. He’d probably find it out just by asking.
💬Isn’t it just that he’s worried about his safety on the road at night?
💬There are four other competitors, after all.
💎[KingOfTennes donated 1,000 won] — So, what about the kiss?
💬Hahaha
💬You just can’t let it go.
💬Ah, but what happened earlier was way more intense than a kiss.
💬Be satisfied with that.
💎[KingOfTennes donated 1,000 won] — So what about the kiss! T_T
Eizen was once again led by Tennes’ hand and had to climb into the carriage. He’d thought it would take a long time since he usually walked, but surprisingly, it wasn’t far from the street where the nobles lived.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Tennes smiled brightly, approached, and whispered softly into Eizen’s ear, “If your butt hurts, I’ll take responsibility. Come find me anytime.”
💬Why does he like butts so much?
💬If you’re a noble, isn’t it natural to like butts?
💬Seems like he’s using his noble status just to see butts.
“My butt’s fine. Perfectly fine. Thanks for the concern.”
“See you next time, then.”
Tennes left with a refreshing farewell and walked away.
Eizen sighed, opened the door, and stepped inside. It was the end of a very, very long day.
‘Ah, time to turn off the broadcast now.’
“Thank you to everyone who watched with me until now.”
💬Is that it?
💬Will you broadcast again tomorrow?
💬When will the edited version be uploaded?
💬Please let me know the time slot.
‘I suppose it’s better to set a time slot and stick to it consistently?’
That way, people will tune in at the scheduled time. Now that Eizen can turn the broadcast on and off independently, it seemed better to properly announce the time.
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll go live at 12 PM.”
💬How late will you be streaming?
“That depends on the day’s schedule, so I can’t really say.”
💬You’ll upload the edited version later, right?
💬I’ll make sure to upload it!
“Misogu will edit it beautifully.”
After answering a few minor questions, Eizen bowed deeply.
“Finally, please subscribe and like. Thank you!”
[Broadcast has ended]
[Maximum viewers: 114]
[Subscribers: 57]
[Likes: 86]
[Current funds: 638,000 won]
[Hidden Quest Complete]
★ Let’s surpass 100 viewers!
[Reward]
★ The effects of shop items increase very slightly.
[Hidden Quest Complete]
★ Let’s surpass 50 subscribers!
[Reward]
★ Your bond with the capture targets deepen a little more.
The rewards came in steadily.
Eizen plopped down on the bed, his face weary.
‘Bonds deepen a little? Does that mean I’ll run into them everywhere I go?’
Eizen closed his eyes, lost in thought.
Anyway, no matter what, getting entangled with the capture targets was his fate. Isn’t that always how dating sims go?
Wherever he went, he met capture targets.
Met them.
Met them again.
Eizen blinked and checked his pocket money.
The small amounts – 1,000 won here, 2,000 won there – had piled up into a decent sum. What should he do with that 600,000 won?
‘First day: 130,000 won. Second day: 500,000 won.’
That’s tremendous growth. Enough to make tomorrow feel worth looking forward to.
Of course, there was no guarantee he could earn like this every day, but it was still quite encouraging.
Hope!
Light!
Hope to escape being a fallen noble!
He could buy sword skills and stamina to rebuild his family.
But, having thought that far, Eizen pursed his lips.
‘That means XX skills and XX abilities are tied to it.’
The moment he saw that, everyone started clamoring for him to buy it. To keep the stream going, he had to show the viewers what they wanted.
Like buying that skill, for instance.
Eizen let out a deep sigh and covered his face with his hands.
Was he going to make a choice different from what the viewers wanted to escape being a fallen noble right now? Or was he going to take the long view and do what the viewers wanted?
The answer was obvious. Life requires a long-term perspective.
He couldn’t revive his fallen family with just 600,000 won right now. Anyway, if he kept streaming, the money would steadily accumulate.
‘There wasn’t a use for it yet.’
But wouldn’t uses start appearing soon?
Eizen was now on his second day of streaming and had finally set flags with the capture targets. Now the real thing begins. All sorts of things will happen.
If there’s a shop, that means there are items needed there.
In most games, you save up money to buy what you need for quests, right?
Even though this place was reality for Eizen, it was exquisitely combined with a game, so he couldn’t completely ignore the game elements.
“Ah, I don’t know,” Eizen shouted loudly and curled up on the bed.
Being exposed to someone’s gaze all day was more exhausting than he’d imagined.
Besides, if a camera was following Eizen around, he should at least know where and how it was filming, allowing him to dodge or hide occasionally.
But here, it was broadcasting continuously from some unknown location, so it was inevitable that it would be distracting throughout the entire stream.
If only he could edit it, he could film appropriately, edit it, and upload it. But to edit, he first had to broadcast.
‘Ah, it would be so much better if I could film in advance, edit it appropriately, and upload it.’
The problem was, no matter how this system came to be, it wasn’t going to work out that easily. He should be grateful they even gave him the freedom to turn the broadcast on and off.
Eizen blinked slowly. He didn’t want to think about it anymore.
He should be thankful for this sudden, miracle-like event. Rather than wishing for ‘just a little more of this,’ it was better to just rest and prepare for tomorrow’s broadcast.
“I’ll just sleep.”
Tomorrow, the edited version would go up, and he’d earn some ad revenue.
Eizen smiled faintly and soon fell into a deep sleep.