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"Eugene’s editor and thumbnail artists are here for the talk show—now we can finally talk about it! It starts now—!"

"How did this happen...?"

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!

In the spacious outdoor garden of the penthouse, with the Han River right in front, the area solely dedicated to Eugene—a space with wooden benches, cushions, and various seating arrangents—strears, mbers of Eugene's team, known as "Eugene's Squad," numbering thirteen, clapped in front of Eugene.

Eugene sat quietly in the back, looking sowhat embarrassed, while the editor and thumbnail artists stared at the drone cara with confused expressions—not that they disliked it. After all, if there were any bad blood or trouble between the editors and strears, the interview itself would never have taken place.

Holding a microphone that was apparently brought from sowhere, a tall man adjusted the volu and began to speak softly.

"...Ah, hello. It's nice to et you. Honestly, I didn't think I'd ever appear on a broadcast, but... I'm Editor #1, currently managing Eugene's channel."

"Oh, nice to et you. May I ask when you first started working with Eugene? I heard he was operating the Tricky broadcasts back when he first started."

"Yes, yes. That's right. Back then, it was a fan space channel..."

With that, the story of the past began to unfold. He had been a university student back then, running a fan channel out of pure fandom, occasionally promoting it in Eugene's Tricky community, and when the ti ca to hire a formal editor, he had planned to submit his application—only to be kidnapped by Byam just a few days later.

Thus, he beca an official editor, paid off his student loans in just a month, and after that, he took another leave of absence and spent about a year as a full-ti editor.

"...This fall, I was planning to go back to school, but I told Eugene, and he suggested that I try working as a channel manager instead of focusing on editing. So, I've been learning a lot about that lately."

"Wow, is this your lifelong job?"

"Do you do anything else aside from channel managent?"

"So of the newer editors have a bit of a different editing style compared to the existing ones, so there's a bit of teaching involved, like 'this is how it should be edited here.'"

Tough work, lololololol

Summary: Establishing discipline.

Look at how they're interpreting things, lolololololololololol

Really taking care of them, lolol

Nice, I should learn video editing too, lolol

While not drastically different from others, it still had its unique aspects.

However, the clear fact was... Eugene had a lot of money, and in exchange for ensuring the high quality of his videos, he paid those working under him handsoly.

Business was money, and complaints usually ca from insufficient compensation—sothing Eugene shyly explained.

Of course, once the cat was out of the bag, it wasn’t easily put back, and the specifics ca to light through Limit's question.

"By the way, I heard you had quite a bit of student loan debt, but you paid it off in just a month... Did Eugene pay for it all?"

"Oh, not exactly..."

A brief silence.

Then, he smiled and said.

"He bought my entire fan space channel."

"...What?"

"I worked on it out of fandom, so I can proudly say the 15-minute videos I made were of high quality, about twelve of them. The views were pretty significant."

So, Eugene bought it.

The views of the videos, the ti and effort spent making them, the fan space channel, and the editor were all factored in. Once the discussion was finished, 15 million won was deposited into the editor's account, solving his financial troubles, and he even bought a gift for his parents.

Thus, the saga of the first editor’s sowhat uneventful career ended. As for the second, third, and fourth editors... the stories weren’t much different, but so unknown facts started coming to light.

The strears were the first to notice.

"...Eugene?"

"Yes?"

"Your salary... it’s really impressive. Is it because the channel is so huge...?"

When the fact that their monthly salaries exceeded 5,000 dollars was revealed, everyone’s eyes widened.

Eugene just scratched his head and responded.

"Well, I tend to give out a lot of work, so in most cases, it’s hard to keep up with everything. Honestly, I’m thinking of hiring a couple more editors. We’ve just started editing the San Diego episode for the ‘YourSpace Incursion’ scenario... So, yeah, that’s what the salary is for."

"Ah."

"Co to think of it, usually, there’s a video uploaded every day on each of the separate channels..."

"Everyone must be working hard."

At that mont, soone else spoke up.

"Do you give out rewards like a whip to improve productivity... huh? Just kidding, sorry!"

"Do you have so disease that makes it hard to keep those thoughts to yourself?"

Lololololololololololololol

DICEHECK, he has no fear, lolololololol

Whip

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