My Favorite Has Started A Live Broadcast!

“Come in quickly.”

Soon, poor Su-yeon, who would have to perform the ‘Meow-Task #16, Clap #19, Act Cute #31, Cat Impression #4, Contact Chocoa #5, Sing #4, Dialect #1,’ entered the room holding a bag that smelled delicious.

I lightly accepted the chicken, and Su-yeon neatly folded the casual clothes she had thrown on and placed them in the closet.

“It’s finally starting to warm up at night… Are we eating here?”

“Wouldn’t it be better here? Stop abandoning the viewers.”

– TTTTTTTTTTTTT

– Sigh, we’re always abandoned by Baraa…

– Official streamer abandoning her viewers’ broadcast

– This is what we call playing hard to get, hahaha.

“Oh… Sorry, I’ll go get what we need.”

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Lee Suyeon POV

“Hmm… Have I really been neglecting my stream that much…?”

Even though we were just eating at the desk, I grabbed some essentials like chopsticks and cups. As I looked at the few beer cans in the fridge, I fell into thought.

Have I been too careless about my streams?

I still think I’m fairly big among the small company streamers. I have around 80,000 followers, which is more than three times Chocoa’s following, but I don’t think I stream better than Chocoa or have a better voice, hosting skills, or content. It’s just that I was lucky, and a lot of connections and coincidences overlapped, leading to this success.

I thought I streamed fairly regularly. After work, I’d come home, finish household chores, and stream for the average 2,000 viewers who gathered to see me. I gained some quirky reaction habits and points, and even made friends to collab with. But all of this wasn’t done alone. The only thing I did myself was start the stream.

“…I should work harder…”

I formed my hand into the shape of a gun, aiming at the beer can in the corner of the fridge.

“…Bang!”

“Huh? What are you doing? Are you planning to drink that too?”

“…If I run out…”

As I placed what I brought on the desk, various sounds like pop and clang resonated.

“…Gulp…”

“No way. You can drink when you graduate.”

I handed my sister the small cola can we got as a freebie and pulled up a chair, trying to sit down, but she insisted I sit in the center, claiming my face had to be in the middle.

“Then, let’s start our first ‘mukbang’ stream! Wow~ Clap clap clap.”

Following Eunah’s cue, I clapped absentmindedly, and the chat scrolled by at lightning speed.

– Cheers!!!!!!!!!!!

– Super Ultra Cheerssssssss!!

– Am I the only minor… Oh wait, nope, lil bro, you can’t drink either.

“Cheers…”

Clink!

Eunah, saying it was dangerous if I got drunk, took one of the two beers and clinked her glass. I clinked my can of Soju with Minyoung’s cola.

To cut to the chase, I didn’t get drunk at all.

– Come on, who gets drunk after sipping Soju three times, lololol

– Today’s stream is great.

– lolololol

– But at least it’s better than that street food stall where you had a sip and got smashed, hahaha

“Agh… Why are you bringing that up again!? I told you not to mention it!”

Thinking back on that time… actually, I don’t really remember it. But whenever the video of it pops into my head, my face gets hot… I was so reckless back then…

“Seriously… Why did I drink back then… I had barely recovered!”

I mean, sure, it was my choice, but it’s still annoying…

“Ugh… This is frustrating! I’m going to call!”

I picked up my phone, thinking of reaching out to some friends after a while…

“Uh… what was my password again… Minyooung… I can’t remember my password…”

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t recall the password. It was definitely something related to Chocoa, but the details eluded me, so I clung to my sister and asked.

“…Hmm? What’s up?”

Feeling something unexpected on my head, I looked up slightly, but my sister just smirked while patting my head.

“…It’s ticklish…”

I wriggled my body in discomfort from the unfamiliar sensation, but the patting only intensified.

– This is premium content.

– Maybe it’s best if she just leaves us sometimes.

– If this is what it’s like, I’m happy to be abandoned…

– This is the ultimate drinking snack.

– The yuri boom has arrived…!

– Stay focused, they’re siblings.

– Actually, this is even better.

“Hehehe…”

As I kept trying to remember the password, my sister continued to treat me like a little sister, which helped the password come back to me.

“0~7~1..2~~ hehe… Chocoa’s birthday…”

Entering Chocoa’s birthday, I unlocked the phone and was greeted by the background screen, which I had recently changed to Chocoa’s face.

“Hehe… Chocoa… Uh? What…?”

My sister ruffled my hair roughly, snatching the phone away. I reached out to retrieve it, but my now-shortened arms couldn’t reach the phone.

“Pfft… Unnie… Our unnie…”

My sister stopped patting my head, pulled my hoodie back up, and pinched my cheek. My speech, already starting to slur, became harder to understand—though, honestly, that was because my sister was pinching my cheeks so much. Ugh… I’m not drunk…

“Gimmeee my phooone baaaack…”

“Soft… So cute…!!”

My sister even placed the phone on the bed and started squishing my cheeks with both hands.

“Eeerghhh… stopppppp… pleeeease…”

My sister’s stress-relief session went on for tens of minutes while Eunah enjoyed her chicken with an amused expression. Oh, by the way, the chicken was boneless. It was a great choice—less food waste, and easy cleanup.

“Stop…! Please…!!”

After that drinking stream, my stream was flooded with donations and clips related to the drinking session. There were clips of me drinking a few drops of alcohol and blushing with a goofy smile, getting teased by my sister, and trying my best to react to each donation while mock-shooting and patting my belly.

Boom boom boom boom

– Nya~nyanyanya~ Strawberry! Join in! Nyan~nyanyanya~

– I won’t… do it! Don’t wanna!! Hehe…

– Strawberry… It’s your turn… Go! Nyang Punch!!

– Chocoa… what if she’s asleep… if I don’t do it… is that okay?

– Raeli Abhin Levine! Losing Sleep~~

“…Sigh… I’m going insane…”

While it was great that the drinking stream brought in more viewers and followers, it was torture for me.

“Please… stop sending them… I’m grateful for the donations, but—”

Before I could finish, another video donation came in. Despite my plea, there I was, dressed in a pure white cat onesie, clasping my hands together, looking up at the camera, and saying:

– If I don’t do it… is that okay?

“…”

Tap

I tapped the desk gently, worried that hitting it too hard would break it, trying to express my frustration. But it was pointless. I leaned back in my chair, sighing.

“I’m ending the stream now.”

– ?? I’m sorry, oh please. I swear I won’t send it again.

– Kyaaaahhhhhh Open the door!!!

– Leave now, or we’ll spam Chocoa with nudes

– (Fact) It’s already been spammed a lot.

– Lololololololol

“…I am mad… but I have to go. I need to take Strawberry to the vet.”

“Nyaa?”

Strawberry perked up at her name, lifting her head from my lap. I lifted her up, checked the remaining time, and waved at the camera as I ended the stream.

Whirrr-clack

The high-end keyboard and mouse I had recently splurged on filled the empty space on the desk. I reached over to the main unit, pressing the power button to silence the whirring sound.

Today, I was determined to come in first place and get my hands on an expensive, top-tier system and a luxurious high-end computer. With that in mind, I got ready to head out.

Knock knock

I lightly knocked on the door, and my sister appeared right away, seemingly waiting for me. In her usual simple outfit and ponytail, she looked similar to me.

The two sisters walked down the street, swinging their ponytails.

“Um… welcome, I enjoy your streams.”

The first words I heard upon entering the clinic were enough to make my body freeze.

“….”

“Haha, but I only watch occasionally. So… how have you been these days?”

The conversation with the doctor wasn’t long. Originally, there was nothing wrong with my body, and my only reason to keep coming here was to find out why it had changed like this. But that, too, had been deemed impossible.

“Well… I don’t think there’s any reason to keep visiting the hospital. But if you happen to drop your phone and get hurt like last time, feel free to come by.”

The doctor said, smiling.

“Ugh…”

Embarrassed, I left the clinic with my sister, and our next stop was the counseling center.

“Welcome~”

As before, a calm scent filled the counseling room, making me feel at ease. The counselor enjoyed the aroma of coffee as she sat down.

“Hello.”

My sister and I greeted in unison, took our seats, and the counselor sipped her coffee while observing us.

“Hmm… One issue’s resolved… but it turns out like this?”

The counselor muttered something unclear, set down her coffee, and started the session.

“So, in summary? You like her even though you’ve turned into a woman, and recently you’re certain it’s love, but you’re scared to approach her? That about it?”

“Yes…”

The counselor, summing up my many minutes of blushing and rambling in such a simple way, nodded and spoke.

“You haven’t had a girlfriend, right?”

“….”

“Yes~ That’s what I figured. You’ve been so busy… I think staying as you are now should be enough, but…”

“But…?”

“Think about the possibility of rejection. Love isn’t easy. Especially same-gender love. This is a headache for counseling too… it’s my first time handling such a case. And she’s been female from the start. Instinctively, biologically, she’s likely to choose men. Even if you confess, there’s a high chance of rejection. You’re not just going for a casual one-night stand, are you?”

“Of course not…!”

“Then, take it slow. Try to color her view with as much of ‘Su-yeon’ as possible. Although, it’ll probably be white.”

“Pardon?”

“Nothing. Now, shall we begin with your sister’s session?”

“Yes… Please.”

“Minyoung…?”

So my sister had worries too…? I never sensed that…

Shocked at the idea of my sister having her own concerns, I looked at her, but her face turned slightly red, suggesting it wasn’t a serious problem.

“Well then, could the sister please step out for a moment?”

“Huh? Me, leave?”

“Of course~ It seems like your sister would also prefer it that way, right?”

“….”

My sister gave a small nod.

Feeling a bit betrayed, I waited a while, then we went home. After that, we took Strawberry to the vet. To summarize…

– Myaaaarrrghhhhh!!!

– Strawberry, stop struggling!!!

– Nyanyanya!!!

This about sums it up.