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It’s possible to write the na of a strear you like on a monitor.

That can be seen as a fan’s affection.

However, writing sothing related to a video in a corner like this wasn’t so common.

It felt pretty suspicious.

So, I carefully opened my mouth.

"Do you edit videos by any chance?"

I asked, thinking it might be nothing.

If I said I was curious because of the mo, it would be easier for her to explain.

When I asked, she naturally responded.

"Oh, yes. I do edit. Why do you ask?"

The woman answered without hesitation.

"I saw a mo stuck here, so I was wondering if you were editing videos for people like these."

Honestly, I didn’t know if other people did this.

But recently, I had beco a bit closer to soone I contacted often, so I decided to ask.

"I edit for all of them—Gulren, Pablo, Mangming too."

"All three of them...?"

I wondered if this was possible.

To edit for so many people.

I’m not an expert in editing, but even editing for just one person full-ti isn’t easy, so it seed impressive.

Just then, she asked a follow-up question.

"Do you know any of these three? You seed to ask about them specifically."

"I watch Mangming’s streams, so I asked just in case."

"You watch Mangming’s stream? It’s the first ti I’ve heard of a guy watching Mangming’s stream."

"It’s definitely not a broadcast that’s typically for guys."

It wasn’t really for guys, that’s sothing I agreed with.

In the original world, maybe it wouldn’t matter, but considering the role of n in this world, it could be a bit uncomfortable for a guy to watch that stream.

We kept chatting, and then—

"Hmm? Wait a minute, I think I’ve heard your voice sowhere before..."

The editor suddenly started suspecting .

Since she had been editing Mangming’s broadcasts, it seed she had recognized my voice.

‘The voice broadcasted might be a little different, but can she really tell?’

Should I say sothing now? I hesitated for a mont.

"Ah!"

The editor seed to have realized sothing.

‘I’ve been caught.’

I should have just grabbed the PC and monitor and left without talking to her.

Regretting my decision, I spoke.

"Yes, I’m the one who duoed with Mangming, that’s ."

Given that I had beco quite popular recently, it was inevitable that I would get caught.

Especially since I had connections with Mangming.

It was better to admit it first.

As I said that, she responded:

"...Huh? I was just saying your voice sounded similar to that celebrity."

The editor gave a completely unexpected reply.

In that mont, silence hung between the editor and .

In my mind, I was running through a thousand thoughts.

‘...So I’ve just confessed for nothing?’

I was dumbfounded.

I thought she knew who I was, and that’s why I was going to admit it.

But she didn’t know at all?

I regretted my own foolishness.

Then, the editor spoke again.

"Ah, now that I think about it, your voice is similar to that of Dam-a. Though it’s slightly different."

The editor spoke again.

"By the way, this is the first ti I’ve t you. There are so many comnts saying you never leave your house, so I was curious how you were doing."

"Haha... I just don’t go out much."

"But you ca all the way to Busan for a direct transaction. You’ve worked hard."

"Yeah, I did spend a bit of ti and money."

We continued our awkward conversation, then suddenly the editor excused herself.

"Just a mont."

The editor asked for a mont, then stepped away from my sight.

A while later, she returned with a question.

"How did you plan on getting this ho?"

It was a sudden question.

Since I had already thought of it, I quickly responded.

"By train, of course."

"…The PC and monitor?"

"Yeah, I don’t have a car."

"Hmm..."

The editor looked as if she was considering sothing for a mont, then—

"How about I give you a ride?"

She made an unexpected offer.

I wanted to accept right away, but there was sothing that bothered .

"You said you don’t have a license."

"I don’t, but soone you might know is nearby, so I can get a ride from them."

"Hmm."

I was in a dilemma.

Should I accept or not?

Logically, accepting made sense, but my pride was a little hurt by the offer.

"Could I know who will be giving a ride?"

I decided to ask the most important question first.

I couldn’t just get into a car with a complete stranger, after all.

"Well, it’s Mangming. He ca to Daegu around noon to visit his hotown."

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah. Mangming cos down to his hotown a lot. I also go there sotis to et him for a al when I have ti."

I hadn’t known this at all.

I didn’t know Mangming was from Daegu, and I didn’t know he was there now.

But sothing bothered .

‘...It feels a bit awkward to ask him directly though.’

Even though Mangming and I had beco quite close, we weren’t at the point where we knew each other’s secrets.

It felt a bit uncomfortable to ask for such a favor.

So, I carefully said:

"I’m not that close to Mangming, so it’s a bit awkward to ask..."

"Don’t worry about that. I contacted Mangming and he said he’d co right away."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Want to see the ssage?"

"Sure, if it’s not too much trouble."

I checked the ssage from Mangming on the editor’s phone.

[: Mangming]

[Mangming: Yeah, why?]

[: Are you coming to Busan?]

[Mangming: Why?]

[: Dam-a is here.]

[Mangming: ?????]

[Mangming: Stop ssing around.]

[: I’m serious.]

[: Call .]

There was a record of our call as well.

"Well, now I have no reason to refuse."

In that case, I had no reason to turn it down.

It wasn’t like they were picking up from Seoul, but from Daegu.

Mangming had to go to Seoul anyway.

"Seems like it’ll take about an hour, so just relax here for a bit. Mangming’s YouTube channel has been doing pretty well thanks to Dam-a."

It was a brief comnt, but it showed how much Mangming’s YouTube views had increased because of .

I wasn’t upset about it.

I had gained a lot of viewers as well.

‘It’s a win-win for both of us.’

Neither of us had any reason to be upset.

It was a perfect arrangent.

"Then I’ll relax for a bit and head out."

"Feel free to stay and relax."

The editor said that and went to the kitchen to ask about my coffee preference.

"Would you like it iced or hot?"

"I like it cold, so iced is fine."

"Okay."

I ended up having a cold coffee, unintentionally relaxing a bit while waiting at the editor’s house.

How much ti had passed?

Ding-!

The sound of the doorbell ringing, followed by a familiar voice.

I could clearly recognize it, as it had been less than a day since I had last heard it.

"Hyunji, I’m here."

It seed like Hyunji was the editor’s na.

I got up from the couch, surprised at the unexpected information, and greeted them.

"Already here?"

"Yeah, what’s going on? You’re really here."

"I got the ssage saying you were coming, what do you an by that?"

"Could’ve been a lie."

"Who would lie and bring soone all the way from Daegu to Busan?"

"Hmm."

Seeing Mangming’s reaction, it seed the editor had pulled off this kind of stunt before.

Maybe it was because she resembled her employer.

She definitely had a bit of a mischievous streak, I thought as I spoke.

"By the way, let’s go quickly if we’re going. It’ll be hard to drive if we’re late."

Of course, I wasn’t the one driving, but if sothing happened, it would be troubleso.

It seed better to leave quickly if we were going.

"Shall we? Honestly, I don’t have much to do here."

"Then let’s go now."

If I had a license, I would’ve driven instead, but I was feeling a bit regretful about it.

Just as I was thinking that—

"Ugh... Let’s go quickly then. I want to sleep at ho. I was planning to sleep at my parents' house, but since you’re here, I ca straight away."

"Even if you say that, I don’t feel guilty at all."

"You’re heartless."

Of course, she was just saying that, but I was really grateful.

I’d make sure to get her a gift later.

We chatted for a while as we moved the monitor and PC to the car.

The editor and Mangming helped a bit, though it wasn’t much help.

Once we moved everything, we got into the car.

"The car slls like you. It has that feminine scent."

"...Does it sll a lot?"

"Not really, but it’s fine. I like it."

"...Okay, let’s go then."

I quickly said goodbye to the editor, and Mangming and I left Busan.

We planned to get to Seoul before dark.

It was a journey far different from what I had expected.

If I had known, I wouldn’t have made any plans.

Regretful, we quickly headed towards Seoul.

I still had to stream once I got there.

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