ALL NOVEL Chapter 51
“Ah, can you hear me?”
– Yes, yes, yes.
– I can hear it.
– Hehe, hello, hello.
– Yes, yes, yes.
– Um…
– Sure…
– I can hear you.
– Jun…
Honestly, without exaggeration, it feels like the chat is going up four times more than usual.
And with the YouTube chat here too…
“Today feels a bit crowded, doesn’t it?”
– Yes, yes.
– Didn’t you push the promotion hard?
– I was watching the broadcast well, but I got abandoned to watch this.
“Abandoned, you say?”
– Yeah…
– Anna left us behind.
– Maho’s gone.
“Aha.”
I get the general idea.
I entered Dwitch to check on the members in a screen that wasn’t being broadcasted.
As expected, all their streams are off.
Earlier, when I was preparing for the broadcast, I noticed a few were live, but since they knew I would be on for 24 hours, they must have stepped aside.
Honestly, they didn’t need to do that…
But still, I feel a bit reassured.
If the other members’ viewers naturally decrease over time, it’ll be fine.
– So what do we start with??
– I’m looking forward to it.
– I canceled my plans today to watch this.
“What should we do first? Let’s go as we picked in the last broadcast. This is why the influx… ”
– ???
– Should we fight with the influx?
– I’m ready.
– Just do the “Let’s see who’s better” thing.
[Thank you for the donation of 10,000 won, Miro!]
The influx… they should be hit, right? LOL
These kids are really something!
Just because I made a comment, they’re ready to split the influx in half.
“Guys, I was just joking; why are you getting ready to fight?”
– Don’t stop me!
– We need to set some rules for once, LOL.
– Good luck; you started this!
– Shall we go to war now? LOL
“Hey… There are like six times more influx viewers right now; can you handle this?”
When it comes to numbers, you can’t argue.
And just because you watch more doesn’t mean you get to chat more.
If the influx and the existing viewers start fighting, the existing viewers will just get utterly defeated.
Then the atmosphere will be ruined, and we have to go for another 24 hours; if it’s like this already, that would be a disaster.
– …How about we call it a draw?
– I’m sorry.
– It was my fault.
– Should I just stand here with my hands up?
Luckily, the existing viewers quickly recognized the situation and raised the white flag.
“Great, it’s better to give up quickly.”
– Teaching good things, LOL.
– Just this once…
– If I see you next time, you’re dead.
“Okay, let’s save the war for later and tackle the first schedule first, okay?”
I switched the screen from the basic waiting graphic to the game screen to kick off Miro 24/7.
“Alright, there are 9 spots left.”
The very first game drawn is…
A 5v5 Civil War with a Blade Storm.
Since the user settings are locked, they’ll need a password to join.
“Okay, now go ahead and kill each other.”
– Ggogogogogogogogogogogo
– Let’s go~ Let’s go~ Let’s go~ Let’s go~
– Step aside, you bastards..! Step aside, you bastards..! Step aside, you bastards..!
The viewers chatting up there are definitely not interested in participating.
The ones who are willing are probably busy entering the random passwords.
“Shall we give clues one by one now?”
So the first start went smoothly enough.
I wished the remaining time would be like this too.
*
“Is it dinner time now?”
– Yes, yes, yes.
– Something big is coming, LOL.
– Let’s switch to a hand cam, LOL.
It’s already been 3 hours since I started the broadcast.
It wouldn’t be weird to turn it off now, but I still have 21 hours left to go.
It’s a bit daunting, but honestly, it’s been more manageable than I expected.
“Just a moment. I’ll turn off the computer and use my phone.”
Because the computer cam has its limits, I went to the kitchen, set up as planned, and started the broadcast on my phone.
“Can you see me well?”
The kitchen is what’s being broadcast.
Specifically, the pot on the gas stove and the cutting board in the sink area are all filmed as I placed the phone accordingly.
“Is the video quality okay?”
– It’s clear.
– Show us your hands, show us your hands, show us your hands, show us your hands, show us your hands!
– Please reveal your hands…
Hmm… It seems to look fine.
Honestly, I had thought about doing this cooking broadcast, but I had a lot of worries too.
What if I mistakenly angle the camera wrongly or focus it on something strange and my face gets exposed?
That’s why I took “special measures.”
Measures that even the manager nodded at.
“Now, I’ll take out the ingredients.”
Most things were already at home, but I had bought some extra vegetables today.
– But what are you making??
– Not boiling ramen, right?
– Let’s just stir-fry rice.
“Hey, dinner needs to be hearty.”
When I was living alone, I always ordered takeout or went to affordable restaurants nearby, but now that I live at home, dinner has been hearty lately.
Mrs. Jang’s cooking is quite good.
“Can you see them?”
I pulled out the vegetables onto the cutting board.
Green onions, onions, zucchini, and garlic were placed, and the chat began to shake.
Oh, they saw my hands.
– Wow, LOL.
– I believed in you, Miro! I believed in you, Miro! I believed in you, Miro!
– Thank you… Thank you… Thank you… Thank you…
[Thank you for the donation of 1,000 won, OOO!]
You bastards, do you think Miro is a pig? LOL Does that look like pig trotters? LOL
– Feeling so good~
– Great – Miro.
I had roughly expected this, but the reaction is more intense than I imagined.
…Is it really something to get this worked up about?
Honestly, I get it if it’s my face or my overall silhouette, but seeing all this joy just over one hand is a strange feeling.
“Is it really that great?”
Now that my hand has been seen, I put it right in front of the camera, opened it wide, and shook it, causing the chat to go up even faster.
It’s quite terrifying.
It seems that the excessive number of viewers today is making the chat even faster and more chaotic.
“Alright, now let’s focus on cooking.”
I needed to prepare the dish, so I chopped up the vegetables nicely.
– Your chopping skills are so rough.
– Ugh, so frustrating.
– Careful, or you’ll cut yourself.
“The results are good, so don’t give me tips.”
I was clearly not very skilled, and it took some time, but I successfully prepared the vegetables and set them aside.
“This will stay here.”
I opened the fridge again to take out today’s main ingredients.
“Here’s the doenjang (fermented soybean paste), gochujang (red chili paste), and ssamjang (dipping sauce).”
– What will you make?
– Doenjang jjigae (soybean paste stew)?
– My mouth is watering.
“That’s right. We’re making doenjang jjigae.”
Today, I’m making doenjang jjigae.
It’s simple to make and quite tasty, a foundational Korean dish, right?
First, I put some oil in the pot, added the doenjang, gochujang, and ssamjang, and sautéed them.
“This doenjang has protein, so when it’s sautéed in oil like this, the taste really changes.”
I don’t know the theory. Something about the Maillard reaction? I just wanted to sound knowledgeable.
– You seem kind of like an expert…
– Approved for a bride.
– Isn’t the heat too strong? It’s going to burn.
“Too strong, you say?”
Now that I think about it, it might be too strong.
– No, it’s burned on the bottom.
– It’s burning.
– Lower the heat.
“Is it burned?”
Looking back at the pot while reading the chat, I saw that the edges were indeed sticking and burned a bit.
“…This is fine.”
– Uh-oh, why are you adding water?
– Just change the pot.
– But this looks fine;
– Don’t overreact.
I poured some water into the slightly burnt pot.
“First, add the water to the sautéed seasoning and mix it, and then those freshly cut vegetables, right? Just throw them all in.”
– It looks delicious already.
– But where’s the meat?
– No brisket or anything?
“Just wait. For now, it needs to boil like this.”
I left the doenjang jjigae and took out a frying pan to pour in some oil.
“The doenjang jjigae I just made is something only professional cooks like me can easily do, so it might have been a bit hard to follow. But this next one is something even you can do.”
Next, I’m making a fried egg.
If you can’t control the heat properly and time it correctly, you’ll be burning eggs for breakfast, making it somewhat challenging.
– Didn’t you pour too much oil?
– Do we really look that pathetic to you?
– I did burn my egg yesterday;
– Yeah, just order takeout and it’s done.
“It’s surprisingly difficult… Huh.”
Tap-tap!
But then a sudden situation arose.
Was the heat too high?
The oil in the frying pan started splattering.
“Ah! Ouch!”
– LMAO.
– Can’t even fry an egg properly?
– Lower the fire.
“No, it’s the oil…!”
Tap-tap! Tap-tap-tap!
Did I pour too much oil?
Am I really this bad at frying an egg?
I used to make fried eggs often when I was living alone!
It must be the frying pan’s fault.
Yeah, it’s because Mrs. Jang tries to save a buck and doesn’t replace the frying pan!
“Ah, frying pan!”
– LMAO.
– Ouch, frying pan!
– Isn’t this your fault?? You really don’t know?
– Frying an egg can be hard, huh?
“No, this isn’t the time for jokes… Ah!”
As if that weren’t enough, the pot I had covered started boiling over.
– Uh-oh, you need to lower that!
– What a mess, LOL.
– Unfortunately, you’ve been eliminated from the bride candidate selection…
– You might get a beating later.
Sizzle-! Sizzle-!
Tap! Tap-tap!
As the contents of the pot overflowed, the flame on the gas stove flickered, and boiling oil was going wild in the frying pan.
“I-I need to turn off the flame first…”
I decided that I needed to calm down before turning off the flame, and with squinted eyes, I reached out to turn off the gas stove flame, but…
Tap!
In an instant, hot oil splashed and touched my arm.
“Ah! Hot!”
Suddenly feeling a sting, I panicked and waved my arm around.
Tap!
I accidentally knocked down the phone that I had placed on the sink.
I looked over in shock and saw my phone descending. Below it were a cutting board and the ingredients I had ready to put in the doenjang jjigae.
“If it falls like this…!”
Tap!
With astonishing reflexes, I reached out and caught the phone, but I couldn’t adjust the camera angle.
However…
Isn’t it the duty of a professional broadcaster to be ready for such unexpected situations?
Settling the panic, I smiled and continued speaking as I had just said.
“Live broadcast.”
Through the lens of the phone, my upper body would likely be reflected on the broadcast screen.
Unfortunately, I’d be wearing the insect mask I had prepared in advance.