ALL NOVEL Chapter 53
It’s a refreshing morning.
The sunlight streaming in through the curtains is warm, harmonizing beautifully with the cool air of the air-conditioned room and the snug blanket. It truly makes me feel good.
What a delightful morning this is, should I just sleep a little longer?
But wait, what did I do yesterday to sleep this soundly…?
“Ah.”
As I recalled yesterday, my mind snapped awake, and I bolted upright in bed.
Damn it.
Immediately, I grabbed my phone from the bed and turned it on.
It was already past 10 o’clock.
And there were 24 missed calls.
“Ha… it’s an accident.”
I’ve really messed this up. Like, a lot.
Calmly, I headed to the living room for a glass of water.
Alright, I need to get to the broadcast and start with an apology.
This is entirely my fault.
I could pass it off with a smile for about 30 minutes, but over 2 hours? That’s definitely a broadcasting disaster.
Feeling a bit of tension, I stepped into the soundproof booth.
Now that I think about it, if two hours have passed, the viewers must be tired and have left by now, right?
To think I would tackle the cutting remarks I had planned for last night right after waking up…
As I sat in the chair and looked at the monitor with this thought, a completely different scene unfolded before me.
– When the hell are you coming, you bastard!!
– 1
– I
– am
– Fuck…
– Holding my breath until you arrive
– Let’s see how long you can keep this up
– I
– Please just come…
– am
– am
Honestly… I felt a bead of cold sweat trickling down my forehead as I looked at the chat.
This was the first time I’d ever seen the chatroom ablaze like this.
Usually, there are people who flame the chat at any opportunity, but today it felt on another level.
Being late is a mistake, that’s true.
But is it really something that should burn the chat for two straight hours?
If anything, I’d expect them to tease me rather than set things ablaze like this…
As I sat there, unsure of how to make my first move, donations started pouring in even though I wasn’t there.
[Master Miro, thank you for the 10,000 won donation!]
Damn it, I said I’d go to bed yesterday, but here I am, talking nonsense at dawn? Shit, shit, shit…
And it’s even ten thousand won.
Wait, seeing the nickname, that’s the fan president!
– Seriously… I’m so pissed off
– No way, while I, who predicted the pattern, woke up early waiting, why the hell are they…
– Yeah, I watched it live yesterday morning, lol
– Shit, shit, shit…
– Just wait until I get back
Fuck… was that midnight nonsense the cause?
For the true Miro fans who had adjusted their schedules just to spend 24 hours with me, last night’s surprise nonsense must have felt like a disaster.
While feeling a sense of emptiness for missing that, now that I was this late, that emptiness had transformed into anger.
Guess this is my karma, and I’m stuck with it…
Suppressing the urge to run away, I turned on the mic.
“I’m here.”
Surprisingly, as soon as I spoke, the chat paused for a moment.
And the instant I realized that the chat had paused…
– You bastard, why did it take you so long? You were up all night yesterday!
– Shit… shit… shit… shit… shit…
– Bang your head! Bang your head! Bang your head!
…
The chat exploded.
It was climbing so rapidly it reached a point where I could barely read it anymore, and I instinctively looked away.
This is bad.
There’s no way to resolve this in any normal manner.
But who am I?
I’m the professional broadcaster Miro.
There’s still plenty of time until Miro 24 is over; I can’t crash under these circumstances.
“I’m really sorry. I’m going to bang my head now!”
Thud!
With that, I suddenly shouted and slammed my fist against the desk.
Of course, with my fist.
Using my head would hurt too much, right?
Sure my fist hurts too, but it’s much better than my head.
However, those listening couldn’t know whether I had hit the desk with my fist or my head.
In any case, an apology or compensation won’t cool that anger down.
Apologizing won’t bring back the midnight nonsense broadcast either.
Even if I offer compensation, those who watched the previous midnight broadcast would just receive it too, right?
If a straightforward approach isn’t working, I need to find a way around it.
“I’ll hit my head one more time!!”
Thud! Thud!!
This time, I hit the desk hard a couple of times.
I didn’t go overly excessive.
Just enough.
Just like I was hitting my head for real.
– No, really;;
– Hit me more, you bastard
– Stop it
– I’m sorry
– It’s okay, you don’t have to do that
– Pay attention, stop it; someone stop him;
I feel sorry for the viewers who are worried about me.
But when it’s time to charge, I need to hit harder.
“I’m really sorry!”
Thud!
This time I slammed down with some weight and bowed my head at the same time.
Then, in a barely audible mutter, I said,
“I truly apologize for making you wait because I overslept. Miro 24 will be extended by four hours, twice the delay!”
However, responding too harshly will have a reverse effect.
Now that I’ve been aggressive, when the anger turns to confusion, I’ll introduce a suitable compromise.
– Okay, okay
– I’ll acknowledge it, so stop already
– All good
– Let’s just eat something quickly?
“Are you really forgiving me? I don’t have to bang my head?”
– Suddenly banging your head surprised me;
– Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
– It’s fine
– I might be late sometimes
I subtly checked the chat’s reactions.
With just a few times of me pretending to bang my head, the fury that had been so full moments ago had noticeably diminished.
From the viewers’ perspective, it must be that seeing the beautiful, presumptive Miro, who was wearing a mask, banging her head made them wake up.
Whatever works. The important thing is the atmosphere has flipped.
“Is that right? In fact, I hit with my fist. My fist is sore now…”
– You bastard, lol
– I
– am
– go away, lol
– This person is real
– I was really sorry, shit
“Hahaha… but I really do feel sorry, and the four-hour extension is true.”
Four-hour extension… while it may not have been planned, it’s only fair.
If you hated it, you shouldn’t have slept in.
– Just this once, I’ll let it slide
– Don’t do it again
– Just bang your head once
“I won’t be late again!”
Bang!!
– That was a bit strong
– Was that again your fist?
– No way, did you actually bang your head??
“Of course! That was my fist again!”
– As expected, lol
– Just do a cooking broadcast instead
– At least show us your hands
“Alright, let’s move on to the morning cooking broadcast.”
While it may be close to lunchtime, it’s still just barely morning.
Thus, this unprecedented crisis was successfully put down with reactions befitting a seasoned professional broadcaster.
*
What I made this morning was egg fried rice.
To be honest, it was much simpler compared to the soybean paste stew I made yesterday, so I cooked it without any major incidents.
“How does it taste?”
– FPF
– Haha, lol
– Way better than yesterday
– This is a definite yes
This egg fried rice has a golden hue, and this time it turned out really well.
Since fried rice is something I often made back in my single days, I think I’ve grown skilled at it.
“Doesn’t it look delicious? It is actually tasty too.”
– Normally, anything is delicious after sleeping well, yeah…
– I starved while waiting
“Hahaha… I really feel sorry about that.”
Though I’ve set things right, I fear that the late-sleeping episode will become a topic of ridicule for a long time.
That’s something I can’t help, so I took a bite of the fried rice.
And it’s actually delicious.
At this point, I might just have a talent for cooking.
Is it just good hand-eye coordination?
After enjoying the egg fried rice while marvelling at my own culinary skills, I went back into the soundproof booth.
Originally, after breakfast, the schedule was to explore cafés, so I kept that and turned on the broadcast on the computer, entering a café.
“Now, shall we look at the accumulated popular posts?”
– Let’s dive in, lol
– Other members seem to find something every day
– You should check the community
– There are better places to look than just the café, lol
Some viewers mentioned the anonymous community, but I definitely shouldn’t respond.
Once I officially connect with the community, whether intentionally or accidentally, I can’t escape the blow to my image.
My image is already at rock bottom, and if it sinks any further, there’s no coming back.
“Alright, let’s start from the top?”
I looked through the top posts, but the popular posts were… just mildly spicy community stuff.
It’s even harder to find people who don’t participate in the community among my viewer base.
So such flavor is bound to get added.
Still…
“My fan art is quite abundant, huh?”
There was notably more fan art than I had anticipated.
Especially the fan art related to Miro 24 is still being uploaded in real-time.
“It seems I have quite a few artists watching my broadcast.”
– Yeah, yeah
– They probably like to draw while having it on
– Battle, huh?
“Battle? Drawing to fight, what blasphemous…”
– Scared?
– Haha, you’re scared
“But I can share my thoughts based on the art, right? It’s my fan art, after all?”
You think I’m scared? By a drawing?
Art is the pride of Kim Soo-hyun (Female).
She values her artistic skill as one of her highest assets.
…I think it’s her appearance, but anyway, Kim Soo-hyun (Female) has pride in her drawing skills.
“Let’s see then, the effort of those who claim to be my fan artists.”
I have no intention of belittling anyone just because it’s a bit lacking. Who would start off perfect?
There’s no such thing as good or bad in art.
There’s only the process of pursuing a perfect ideal and that initial ideal itself.
And if someone is posting fan art in a Naver café, they’ll at least show some fragment of that ideal.
I clicked on the first fan art attached with a preview prevention image and immediately hit the back button.
“…?”
– Hahahahahaha
– Whaaat…
– Is there no level check here?
– What the heck
The very first fan art I clicked on was exceedingly lewd.
Not only that, it was so obvious that it emphasized certain body parts.
I had said to not do too much of that sort of thing by regulation, but here we go again…
“This won’t do…”
– Whoa, whoa
– Is it time for Miro, the viewer slayer, to return?
– This is where it gets rough, haha
For now, I quickly clicked back in to save the image.
– ?? What’s the reward?
– Wow, I’m jealous
– You’re actually gonna save this?
“I suppose they had the confidence to post such art, right?”
I know it’s an incredibly embarrassing situation for them to have their art exposed in detail.
So, as a fellow artist, I inwardly apologized.
But.
“Now, it’s time for Miro’s feedback.”
That’s that, but today, I seriously have to give some guidance as an example.