“Ugh. What time is it? Have you already woken up...?”
“It’s already three o’clock. Why did you drink so much if you know you’re going to find it so hard to wake up? I have to go now as I have to prepare for my stream. It’s unfortunate.”
“You are still recovering so it’s too much that you have to already prepared for your stream. Just come here. Stay here with me.”
The big shot said that and then pulled Hwasoon in.
She could smell the scent of alcohol and sweat reeling off of him instantly.
And where the old man’s skin touched her cleanly washed body was also unpleasant.
However, Hwasun, a professional courtesan, did not display her inner thoughts.
Rather, she smiled brightly.
“No. What if I gain weight because you won’t let me exercise? If my body deteriorates, will you take responsibility for me?”
“Responsibility? Haha, sure. Can’t I take care of just you? Even if I look like this, I own three or four supermarkets.”
‘Pretentious.’
Though Hwasoon thought so inside, her smile radiated out brightly.
She replied while embracing the big shot rather tightly.
“Really? Will you take care of me? I spend more than 4 million won on myself a month.”
“What, four million?”
“Yes. I have to take care of my skin every day. These days, stylists do everything from skincare to styling. Isn’t that about 80,000 a day? In addition to my Pilates and health PT fees, it’s about 4 million won. Buying clothes or cosmetics is another thing altogether. Are you really going to take care of me?”
“Yeah, is that it? Then why aren’t we getting married right away?”
‘Is that so?’
In the first place, she wasn’t even spending 4 million won a month on herself.
Hwasun erased the smile on her face.
“It was a joke, opp. What are you so serious about? Oh, but I really have to go. The Pilates teacher called saying I’m late. I’ll have to go! If you want to meet me again, please contact me.”
Hwasun, who easily got out of the big shot’s hold, put on her clothes.
And then time passed and it became night.
At her recording studio, Hwasun sat down in front of her computer to check up on everything from her makeup to her hair care.
Then she pressed the start stream button to start streaming.
“Phew...”
She sighed lightly.
How many years had it been since her first stream?
6 years?
Was it the 7th year?
It had been a long time.
And as much time had passed, so had her interest in streaming which had long since waned.
She sat in front of the computer the same way every day, forcing herself to raise her tension levels to extract and bring life to the stream.
She had to ooze out affection.
She had to dance for her life.
She had to be funny.
But she couldn’t quit.
10 billion.
She had yet to raise her target savings of 10 billion won.
She wanted to enjoy the life she enjoyed now without having to work for the rest of her life.
The amount needed to do that was 10 billion won.
“Ehh, I have to get going.”
Time was already running.
By now, her waiting room would have been full with her passionate and loyal fans.
Hwasoon moved her mouse and pressed the start streaming confirmation button.
Naturally, a smile like that made by a machine formed on her lips.
“Hello everyone.”
-Soon-ha!
-Hi!
–Bye bye
-You look so pretty today too!
“Mansu Oppa, hi! Let’s have fun. Goodbye oppa! Brother Winter, thank you for coming today. Changjik also came. Hi!”
Hwasoon called each of the entrants by name, from her passionate fans to her loyal fans.
It was a special favour that was only done at the beginning of the stream.
She did not call out the nicknames of viewers after 10 minutes had passed or when there were over 100 people.
Regardless of her personality or her interests, Hwasun was talented in streaming.
Even if she hadn’t had a devilish body and a pretty face, she would have been more or less successful in her endeavours.
Moreover, since she had accumulated experience over the course of seven years, she mechanically expressed herself joyfully and worked out what funny words to say even when her enthusiasm was running out.
Enchanted by her appearance, coins rolled in.
She started with reactions while catering to her older Oppa’s needs.
It must have been about 30 minutes since she went on the air like that…
When she was close to 500 viewers—
That was her average number of viewers when she was wearing plain clothes, or when she was sitting and not dancing.
Just around that time, Baeksu King appeared.
-Hello Blue brother, finance brother, and ramen brother. You guys are also here!
-Oh, it’s little brother.
-Oh, haha! This is your first time here, right?
-Hello.
Compared to the number of people in the chat, the speed at which chats were sent was relatively slow.
This was partly due to most of them having come to just view her face and body.
It was because of such a strange atmosphere that she only responded to the few people chatting.
So, as soon as Baeksuking appeared, Hwasoon was able to read his chats.
“What? Why are you guys keeping me out of the loop? Is there someone new here? Who is it? Mr. Baeksu? Are you famous?”
Hwasun knew of the ID of Baeksuking.
She also knew why he had entered her room, but she pretended not to know.
This was in the pursuit of managing her public image.
[Baeksu King gifts 10,000 coins!]
-Hello. I’ve watched your streams a few times, but this is the first time I am saying hello. I am backsooking.
And immediately, his full-blast sponsorship exploded in the chat.
She knew he would come today.
This was because he had said he would pay with coins instead of cash.
Even so, Hwasoon pretended to act surprised, as if she hadn’t expected it at all.
“Wow! Ten thousand coins...? Were you already a fan of mine? But why can’t I remember your ID? Anyway, thank you so much, Baek Soo King! Fan ha fan ha! Thank you so much!”
Hwasun made a cheekpoke reaction that came out like an invertebrate reflex of hers, and she continued on with the conversation.
“If you’ve been on my stream a few times before, are you saying that you shot coins at that time too? That’s weird. I never forget the older brothers who sponsor me. Did you have a different nickname back then?”
[Baeksu King gifts 1,000 coins!]
–That is indeed the case, though, it was quite a while ago when I first sponsored… Maybe it was two years ago?
“Oh, I see. Anyway, Mr. Baeksu King! What kind of reaction would you like to receive to commemorate joining my stream as a big fan? Uichen? Or something else?”
Hwasun naturally induced the Uichen reaction for the 10,000 coins by slipping it in.
She decided that she was going to switch off the transmission screen, and then she planned to contact Unemployed King during the downtime.
With her natural guidance, even unemployed king followed her prompts like a moth to a flame.
[Baeksu King gifts 2,000 coins!]
–Ui-chen is good. Let’s go with that.
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“Ugh. What time is it? Have you already woken up...?”
“It’s already three o’clock. Why did you drink so much if you know you’re going to find it so hard to wake up? I have to go now as I have to prepare for my stream. It’s unfortunate.”
“You are still recovering so it’s too much that you have to already prepared for your stream. Just come here. Stay here with me.”
The big shot said that and then pulled Hwasoon in.
She could smell the scent of alcohol and sweat reeling off of him instantly.
And where the old man’s skin touched her cleanly washed body was also unpleasant.
However, Hwasun, a professional courtesan, did not display her inner thoughts.
Rather, she smiled brightly.
“No. What if I gain weight because you won’t let me exercise? If my body deteriorates, will you take responsibility for me?”
“Responsibility? Haha, sure. Can’t I take care of just you? Even if I look like this, I own three or four supermarkets.”
‘Pretentious.’
Though Hwasoon thought so inside, her smile radiated out brightly.
She replied while embracing the big shot rather tightly.
“Really? Will you take care of me? I spend more than 4 million won on myself a month.”
“What, four million?”
“Yes. I have to take care of my skin every day. These days, stylists do everything from skincare to styling. Isn’t that about 80,000 a day? In addition to my Pilates and health PT fees, it’s about 4 million won. Buying clothes or cosmetics is another thing altogether. Are you really going to take care of me?”
“Yeah, is that it? Then why aren’t we getting married right away?”
‘Is that so?’
In the first place, she wasn’t even spending 4 million won a month on herself.
Hwasun erased the smile on her face.
“It was a joke, opp. What are you so serious about? Oh, but I really have to go. The Pilates teacher called saying I’m late. I’ll have to go! If you want to meet me again, please contact me.”
Hwasun, who easily got out of the big shot’s hold, put on her clothes.
And then time passed and it became night.
At her recording studio, Hwasun sat down in front of her computer to check up on everything from her makeup to her hair care.
Then she pressed the start stream button to start streaming.
“Phew...”
She sighed lightly.
How many years had it been since her first stream?
6 years?
Was it the 7th year?
It had been a long time.
And as much time had passed, so had her interest in streaming which had long since waned.
She sat in front of the computer the same way every day, forcing herself to raise her tension levels to extract and bring life to the stream.
She had to ooze out affection.
She had to dance for her life.
She had to be funny.
But she couldn’t quit.
10 billion.
She had yet to raise her target savings of 10 billion won.
She wanted to enjoy the life she enjoyed now without having to work for the rest of her life.
The amount needed to do that was 10 billion won.
“Ehh, I have to get going.”
Time was already running.
By now, her waiting room would have been full with her passionate and loyal fans.
Hwasoon moved her mouse and pressed the start streaming confirmation button.
Naturally, a smile like that made by a machine formed on her lips.
“Hello everyone.”
-Soon-ha!
-Hi!
–Bye bye
-You look so pretty today too!
“Mansu Oppa, hi! Let’s have fun. Goodbye oppa! Brother Winter, thank you for coming today. Changjik also came. Hi!”
Hwasoon called each of the entrants by name, from her passionate fans to her loyal fans.
It was a special favour that was only done at the beginning of the stream.
She did not call out the nicknames of viewers after 10 minutes had passed or when there were over 100 people.
Regardless of her personality or her interests, Hwasun was talented in streaming.
Even if she hadn’t had a devilish body and a pretty face, she would have been more or less successful in her endeavours.
Moreover, since she had accumulated experience over the course of seven years, she mechanically expressed herself joyfully and worked out what funny words to say even when her enthusiasm was running out.
Enchanted by her appearance, coins rolled in.
She started with reactions while catering to her older Oppa’s needs.
It must have been about 30 minutes since she went on the air like that…
When she was close to 500 viewers—
That was her average number of viewers when she was wearing plain clothes, or when she was sitting and not dancing.
Just around that time, Baeksu King appeared.
-Hello Blue brother, finance brother, and ramen brother. You guys are also here!
-Oh, it’s little brother.
-Oh, haha! This is your first time here, right?
-Hello.
Compared to the number of people in the chat, the speed at which chats were sent was relatively slow.
This was partly due to most of them having come to just view her face and body.
It was because of such a strange atmosphere that she only responded to the few people chatting.
So, as soon as Baeksuking appeared, Hwasoon was able to read his chats.
“What? Why are you guys keeping me out of the loop? Is there someone new here? Who is it? Mr. Baeksu? Are you famous?”
Hwasun knew of the ID of Baeksuking.
She also knew why he had entered her room, but she pretended not to know.
This was in the pursuit of managing her public image.
[Baeksu King gifts 10,000 coins!]
-Hello. I’ve watched your streams a few times, but this is the first time I am saying hello. I am backsooking.
And immediately, his full-blast sponsorship exploded in the chat.
She knew he would come today.
This was because he had said he would pay with coins instead of cash.
Even so, Hwasoon pretended to act surprised, as if she hadn’t expected it at all.
“Wow! Ten thousand coins...? Were you already a fan of mine? But why can’t I remember your ID? Anyway, thank you so much, Baek Soo King! Fan ha fan ha! Thank you so much!”
Hwasun made a cheekpoke reaction that came out like an invertebrate reflex of hers, and she continued on with the conversation.
“If you’ve been on my stream a few times before, are you saying that you shot coins at that time too? That’s weird. I never forget the older brothers who sponsor me. Did you have a different nickname back then?”
[Baeksu King gifts 1,000 coins!]
–That is indeed the case, though, it was quite a while ago when I first sponsored… Maybe it was two years ago?
“Oh, I see. Anyway, Mr. Baeksu King! What kind of reaction would you like to receive to commemorate joining my stream as a big fan? Uichen? Or something else?”
Hwasun naturally induced the Uichen reaction for the 10,000 coins by slipping it in.
She decided that she was going to switch off the transmission screen, and then she planned to contact Unemployed King during the downtime.
With her natural guidance, even unemployed king followed her prompts like a moth to a flame.
[Baeksu King gifts 2,000 coins!]
–Ui-chen is good. Let’s go with that.
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