It’s not that kind of malicious broadcast

How exactly should I understand this situation?

‘She did mention doing an internet broadcast…’

Even as she struggled to clear her foggy mind, Lee Yeri’s younger sister was softly continuing her speech in the distance. She asked the audience to prepare the phone screen to check the tier immediately—an explanation incomprehensible to someone like her who had lived a life unrelated to games.

However, even if she had been well-versed in KoK, she wouldn’t have had the mental energy to interpret the subsequent statements.

‘Is she okay with standing in front of people now?’

Having garnered excessive attention at a very young age, exacerbated by her evolving physical characteristics leading to unwanted interest, her younger sister had eventually retired due to injuries from those changes. Since then, she had avoided facing people altogether.

‘Internet broadcast… Talking to people, receiving comments and chatting… She must have done it anonymously. Did that become part of her rehabilitation training?’

While deep in memories and thoughts, Lee Yeri maintained a stern silence. Her junior misinterpreted the cause and hurriedly bent at the waist, appearing apologetic.

“I’m sorry. It seems I had an inappropriate idea. I got really excited because I’m a huge fan… I just wanted to produce good results for both parties…”

“…No need to apologize. Don’t worry. Having an active approach is a good thing for someone in your year.”

Indeed, she felt slightly sorry herself. It was Lee Yeri who was allowing personal feelings to interfere with work.

Of course, separately… She wasn’t about to say it was a good idea to try and approach their negotiation target just because her junior had personal feelings towards her as a fan.

Unable to take her eyes off her younger sister in the distance, who was saying, ‘You are disqualified for exceeding the allowed number of wood cuts. However, if you diligently demonstrate your sincerity as a temporary manager today, you will be selected. What do you think?’

Lee Yeri slowly continued speaking.

“…Could you explain what kind of broadcasts she does? Does she have many female fans?”

“Yes! She mainly does game broadcasts, but sometimes she also engages in communication with viewers. She has never revealed her face, but she’s still incredibly popular. Recently, among KoK broadcasters, she’s been undoubtedly number one in viewership. People frequently ask why she hasn’t shown her face, seeing this reaction today, wow. It’s really puzzling. And… Ah! Since it’s about games, there’s a high proportion of male fans, but she has many female fans too. She never curses, has a great voice, is excellent at games, never loses her temper on air, and is subtly funny. There really isn’t any other female broadcaster like her.”

Her junior recovered quickly. Should she say it was a virtue for a lawyer? At least, for now, she was being helpful.

“Does she do anything inappropriate?”

“Uh… by inappropriate, you mean…?”

“You know, like revealing too much skin, making controversial statements, engaging in activities that could invade privacy… those kinds of things.”

“Ah. Revealing skin, you mean? Absolutely not. She definitely does not intentionally expose herself. There have been no incidents involving privacy breaches either. As far as generally accepted social norms go, there haven’t been any scandalous comments from her!”

“… Attorney Yoo, you’ve suddenly become quite the eloquent speaker.”

“Hehe…”

As she gazed blankly at her awkwardly fumbling junior, Lee Yeri sighed deeply inwardly.

‘So, it was exposed by accident, and there was controversy… something like causing a lot of backlash from a specific group, right?’

From the moment she heard about the internet broadcasting, how much did she want to search for it. Despite the lack of clues… there couldn’t be more than a few thousand female game broadcasters.

Even if she dedicated just 30 minutes a day, the time it took to eat, she was confident she could find it quickly. She could recognize her voice even if she only listened for 10 seconds.

The reason she didn’t was that she wanted to respect the small sanctuary her sister had found. If her sister found out that Yeri was watching, she might stop broadcasting altogether.

However… thinking about the protests as a result.

And… that ID.

‘Should I have forced myself to at least ask for the name? Even if I didn’t watch, just knowing would’ve made me change such an ID immediately. If I had monitored from the start – no, no.’

“Thank you for the explanation. Um… after the protest-themed fan meeting, let’s go have a talk. There seems to be a lot we need to discuss.”

“Uh, I think they will probably run away immediately? It’s their hobby to disappear at the climax -”

“It’s alright. We can just go catch them at home.”

“Huh… what? At home?”

As she struggled to calm her complicated feelings, her sister continued speaking in a rather serious voice from afar.

《Hmm. Tier impersonation is a serious crime… Can you agree to take the punishment in place of the owner of this ID? If so, we can appoint you as a manager. But you need to reveal your main account.》

A man suddenly barged onto the makeshift stage, appearing somewhat threatening, but given he had been helping with the proceedings all along, it wasn’t urgent to intervene.

Even though she had prepared to rush out at a moment’s notice, just in case.

* * * *

With her face deeply hidden under a hood, speaking sparingly, and boldly negotiating with the person who had impersonated Revan’s account.

Revan, whose expression had been subtly off, began approaching with an unusually stern face.

What is this situation?

“Don’t threaten our member. They may be impersonating a tier, but they seem genuinely dedicated to being a rogue.”

“… That’s right.”

A slightly timid voice. Since they hadn’t spoken much earlier, perhaps they disliked drawing attention.

I needed to respect that.

I blocked Revan, who was trying to grab the hood of the person impersonating a tier, and gestured at Dojil.

Our Rogue Revival Movement now had a field leader, after all.

“Alright. Calm down. The person who gave out their ID might also share some responsibility. It’s like how you can get punished for making a burner phone improperly.”

“Please, either use a better example to avoid controversy or turn off the mic. Anyway, move aside. I need to take them before someone takes a photo.”

Hmm… I could turn off the mic, but the people in front might still hear something.

Revan did have a point. It would be problematic if a picture of an ordinary person labeled as a tier impersonator started circulating. He was indeed cautious.

I handed over the motorcycle helmet that Ark had brought earlier in the morning, which I’d kept under the table. The person slipped it on immediately with a glitter in their eyes… Were they a fan of Ark?

If they were an Ark fan, I needed to be lenient as a fellow fan.

“There. Is it okay now? I turned off the mic.”

“What do you mean ‘is it okay now’? What exactly is solved…”

Revan sighed deeply and leaned in close, whispering in a low voice.

“They’re family, so please cooperate.”

Ah.

“… Sorry. You should have told me earlier. It’s unfortunate for the tier impersonator, but… you need to go downstairs. The punishment will be explained in detail by 322, who is expected to be appointed as the honorary manager.”

“No, please! At least a handshake…”

A handshake… would that be okay? When I checked Revan’s expression, he still didn’t look pleased, but… he seemed to nod slightly.

To ensure I got proper permission, I pointed at the tier impersonator’s hand and made a circle with my right index finger and thumb, shaking it slightly—hmm.

If he kept frowning like that, he’d get wrinkles. It would be too late to regret it later. A good skincare specialist had definitely warned him about it.

Still, he didn’t shake his head.

“Alright. Now that terrible punishment awaits you, reflect on your actions… 322, please take them away.”

“Ah, GetDevoured, I love you! Thank you! I’ll keep working hard on editing! You’re the best—”

“Please, shut your mouth. I’ll see you at home later.”

“Ah! Ah! GetDevoured! The logger is beating someone! GetDevoured!”

Watching the pretend-tier criminal being dragged away by Revan as we shook hands made me feel somewhat… uneasy.

Why?

Scanning my surroundings quickly, the protest scene looked a bit chaotic. It must have been because of the recent commotion. It would be great if the stiffened administrators could handle the situation, but they were inexperienced.

Hmm…

“There seems to have been a brief commotion. Shall we officially start now?”

In moments like this, it was best to increase solidarity by shouting slogans together.

“When I say ‘Nerf the Rogue’, you respond with ‘Oppose it with all your might’, got it? Let’s practice. Nerf the Rogue.”

“Oppose it with all your might!”

Hmm… nice and loud. It seemed like there were some unsavory voices mixed in, but the loud chants made it hard to identify them.

Experiencing the protesters I usually saw in the chat in person was more enjoyable than I expected… This isn’t bad.

And, oh.

“If we’re short on firewood, just say we have bombs left.”

But…

It might be better to watch from a bit farther away. After all, our ancestors did say that the best way to watch a fire is from across the river. I wonder if there’s a way.

TL’s Corner:

Bwahahaha, Yeri finally knows, Yuna got caught, this chapters is more of a riot than usual…