My Girlfriend Is a Fan of Me

Chapter 2

Internet broadcasters always start their day late.

And it was no different for me. By the time I woke up and checked my phone, the numbers were already pointing to 1:13 pm.

“...Oh, crap.”

Those were the first words out of my mouth as I rolled out of bed with an open-mouthed yawn.

I need to take out all the trash in the house today, starting with the food waste, or my mom will come in later and tell me to come home immediately.

I can't have this good life taken away from me, cancer, I know.

Rustling.

I lifted the lids of the three trash cans in my room, the living room, and the kitchen, pulled the drawstrings on the black plastic bags stuffed inside, and tied them shut.

Then I grabbed a pay-as-you-go bag from the porch and squeezed it tightly. The bag was a bit small, so it was a bit of a struggle to get it all in, but I somehow managed.

Whoa, I'm exhausted.

Shake it off.

I put the garbage in a pile near my shoe rack, knowing I'd take it out later when I went to the gym, and went back to my room and sat down at my computer. I checked the donation I received yesterday.

“...Oh.”

My fingers stopped clicking the mouse and my eyes fell upon a sum of money beyond my wildest dreams. A gasp escaped from my mouth.

[12/04 Total donations: 2,164,000].

This is a true story. Looking at the amount of money you've raised, I'd think you're a big streamer. Are you saying it's all thanks to Mr. Chairman's grace?

Of course, he doesn't shoot like that every day, but it's a bit overwhelming for me, and I'm honestly a bit embarrassed by the amount of sponsorship he's given me. That's why I'm pretty cautious about spending money.

For my last birthday, he donated 10 million won, and I hesitated about what to do because it was such a big amount, but in the end, I sent 300 each to my parents and used the rest of the money after taxes to replace my computer.

Since the 10 million won sponsorship itself was not well-received even by major broadcasting companies, the video was briefly trending on YouTube as a clip. It gained quite a few viewers for a while.

By the way, who are you to spend so much money on a video like this? You must be a very rich person.

One thing's for sure, he's probably never going to have anything to do with the likes of me. Aside from the viewers and broadcasters.

“...Hmm?”

After checking this and that, I went to the portal to check my mail one last time. Today, there was still the familiar look of malicious mail at the top.

But what caught my attention was the familiar sender at the bottom: the official email of the platform I broadcast on.

What are they doing sending me an email here? Usually, the platform's own emails are used to communicate news common to all streamers.

Click.@@@@

I clicked the mouse button to confirm the email, thinking it was one of those hacked emails that sometimes happen, but it was an official email.

The first line of the email made my eyes widen.

You're invited to the Tweeps holiday party!

- Hello Cosmo Creators. Thank you for always being with us.

Today, we're here to give you an invitation to the Tweeps Holiday Party.

We hope you'll join us for a heartwarming holiday party with fellow streamers to melt away the winter chill.

...

...

Wow, is this a true story?

I read every word of the email, and I still can't believe it. I was invited to a year-end party?

“I wore what the clerk recommended, but I'll just show you the outfit in the picture.”

【Octopus Soiree】- LOL

【BOOMBOOM】- A fumigated beetle.

【LucidDream7】- If you think this guy got caught in Dongdaemun and bought something stupid, you're a fool.

Looking at the chat window, my anxiety was slowly rising, but I was confident that our viewers wouldn't be that bad, so I took pictures of each outfit, transferred them to my PC, and displayed them as images on the screen.

For reference, my current outfit consists of beige cotton pants, a black semi-polar knit, and a gray cashmere jacket. I didn't recognize the names of any of these items, but somehow I managed to keep them in my head as she described them in detail.

I can still see the woman's face as she picked out my clothes with a huge smile on her face. How overwhelming it was.

[Wasabi sandwich] - Oh, are you cold?

[Locks on glasses] - I don't know what you're wearing, but you're dressed nicely.

Wu Baek-rim] - It's not too bad.

The viewers who looked at the clothes on the screen one by one gave the clothes a favorable review. However, in the end, the main opinion was: “The clothes are fine, but the hangers are the key.

They never stop hanging, you bastards.

“So you're telling me it's okay to wear this, even though my waku is garbage?”

[Elephant yelp] - The clothes aren't bad.

[Approve] - You think you can just wear it like this?

Haiyang Haiyang Hai】- My boyfriend would look good in this.

Only after I asked the viewers for their approval at the end, I was able to finish today's fashion lesson.

Meanwhile, she's still flirting with me. I'm blocking her.

[Cosmo's Never Say Never has donated 10,000 won].

- So you're going to dress like that on the day of Cosmo's party?

As I was closing the image windows one by one and returning to Zechat as usual, the chairman with the familiar nickname appeared and asked me a question with a sweet Manwon Donne.

“Thank you Manwen Donne...! Yes, that's what I'm going to do for now.”

I decided that it would be better to wear something that was chosen by a bunch of big data than something that was chosen by my complacent aesthetic, so I decided to wear it as it is and expressed my affirmation.

But there was no response. Wait, where did you go?

10:28 PM.

It's time for most people to go to bed, or at least relax in their respective places and prepare for tomorrow.

“Oh, it's me, Secretary Kim, can you reach me now?”

But the woman calling out of nowhere at this time of the night didn't seem to think it was polite, speaking in a grave voice. The reply was quite polite.

- Yes, of course, Mr. Director. Do you have an urgent matter?

The woman then stood up from her seat, turning away from the computer screen she had been staring at. Her demeanor was serious, a far cry from the time she'd been fidgeting with the broadcast.

“You know Tweep, right? It's an internet broadcasting platform.”

- “Yes, of course I do.

It's such a popular platform, it's weird not to know. Even if you don't know the details, you've heard of it. Mr. Kim was one of those people.

He was also on the younger end of the age spectrum, so I wondered if he was interested in such a person. As I was preparing to answer him with my limited knowledge, he said something unexpected.

“Well, that's fast talk, then. I'm going to attend the year-end party there, and I was wondering if you could save me a seat.”

- ...What?

Who's attending where?

For a moment, Kim had to wonder if she had the wrong ear. Anyone who knew who the woman on the other end of the phone was would have responded like this.

“Uh, there's someone I'd like to meet with for a moment, is that possible?”

- .......

But once he realized it wasn't his ears malfunctioning, he was speechless.

It's a sad state of affairs for an attendant who's been given an unreasonably difficult quest in the middle of the night.