Gender Swap: The Introvert’s Broadcast
Chapter 192

Honestly, I was really embarrassed.

Not for anything else, but because I was so shocked by the video donation that I fell backward.

I really didn’t want anyone to find out.

But—

"The door’s open..."

Still, you have to live, right?

My back of the head was throbbing badly.

As I said that—

Screech-.

The door opened.

And a woman entered.

I had seen her a lot online, but this was the first time seeing her in person.

By the way...

‘...She really does look unapproachable.’

She gave off an aura so intimidating that I wouldn’t have dared to approach her if I had seen her passing by.

Her hair was dyed white, adding to the difficulty of approaching her.

"Hello...?"

Ibaek said that and stared at me, who was lying on the floor.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Who’s this?] [Isn’t that Ibaek’s voice?] [Ibaek, hi.] [Twispookjjikmareupne: Are you okay...?] -You have been forcibly kicked out! [🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Get some rest.] [Yeah, this is it, ssssss.]

At that moment, as we locked eyes—

Ding-.

A donation came in, unexpected.

[ㅇㅇ has donated 10,000 won!]

• Ibaek, our Da-ma is really struggling with a head injury, so please help him up quickly.

The mechanical voice read out the donation message, and after a brief moment—

"Ugh, are you okay?" "...No."

Ibaek cautiously approached and helped me up.

Thank goodness.

If no one had been here, I might’ve stayed on the floor all day.

"Should we go to the hospital? You don’t look too good." "No, no, it’s not that bad. Just a bit dizzy."

After getting up from the floor, I felt much better.

I should probably lie down on the bed for a while, though.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Seriously, be careful lol.] [Twispookjjikmareupne: Someone needs to ban that guy, every time he’s unbanned, stuff like this happens.] [Is he really okay? Last time he hurt himself and had to stop the stream.] [Not sure if he’s really fine..] [How about getting checked out?] [Honestly, getting checked sounds like a good idea.]

With support, I headed toward the bed inside the pension.

Normally, I’d go by myself, but I was way too dizzy to walk alone.

Thud-.

When I finally lay down on the bed, Ibaek stood there, looking awkward.

It seemed like he wasn’t sure whether to sit or not since I hadn’t said anything.

"Ibaek-nim, please sit anywhere. And, um, could you bring me my phone?"

"Ah, sure."

I felt a little bad for asking Ibaek to run errands for me, but I had no choice.

I could hardly get up.

‘I’ll buy him something nice later.’

I was thinking that as I lay there.

"Here you go."

Ibaek brought the phone over to me.

"Thanks. Feel free to sit anywhere, and make yourself comfortable."

"Yes."

After receiving the phone from Ibaek, I set it at the right angle.

"Ugh…"

My head was still dizzy, but I could manage this much.

Groaning, I placed the phone in a decent spot, then flopped back down on the bed.

I was exhausted.

By the way, I was slightly worried.

‘...I can’t just sleep like this.’

If I sleep now, there won’t be any direct harm to me, but the broadcast is still running.

I could just turn it off and sleep, but... I didn’t want to end the stream.

It had been a while since I started streaming, and the viewers were really enjoying it.

What should I do?

As I thought for a moment, a good idea came to me.

Normally, I would never have considered it, but in this special situation, it seemed like it would be fine.

"Ibaek-nim...?" "Yes?" "Would you... could you maybe stream for me? As you can see, I’m not in the best condition."

"I’m fine with it, but are you sure?"

Ibaek was worried, I knew.

He had a reputation for his streams not being very exciting, so he probably felt burdened by streaming on my account.

But—

"It’s fine. You’re good at streaming, Ibaek-nim."

"Ah… really?"

"I watch your streams sometimes, and I think they’re fun."

This part was mostly true.

There was a meme about Ibaek’s streams being boring, but still, his average viewership was about a thousand.

If his streams were truly boring, that number wouldn’t be possible.

"Ah… well then, I’ll try."

"Yes, thank you."

So, I handed the broadcast over to Ibaek.

‘Well, if I knew this was going to happen, I wouldn’t have struggled to set the phone.’

I thought it was a bit unfair and checked the chat.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Ibaek streaming in place of Da-ma? That’s a bit much.] [No-fun Ibaek in the chat lol.] [Just turn on the camera, and male viewers will flock in.] [But he is really pretty though lol.] [Hwanhee: What happened to Da-ma?] [Da-ma is dead.] [Hwanhee: ?] [He’s really dead, yeah.]

Seeing weird comments in the chat, I quickly typed a response.

[Du-gong: He’s not dead.] [Du-gong: Also, if Ibaek does anything weird while streaming, I’ll ban him immediately.] [Ah.] [🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Just rest your eyes lol.] [Why are you texting while you have Ibaek streaming for you?] [Ah, don’t say anything, you bastard.]

-You have been temporarily banned!

[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

Lying down and watching the chat was fun.

More specifically, it was fun because I had manager privileges in the chat.

‘...It’s more fun because it’s my stream.’

If this was on someone else’s stream, banning people as I pleased would be a problem, but right now, it’s my stream.

I can ban anyone I don’t like immediately, and that’s what makes it fun.

I thought about how this felt like power as I lay down and watched the broadcast.

I was curious how Ibaek would handle it.

‘Well, I’ve already sent him the account info via text, so he’ll probably set it up fine on his own.’

I may have more viewers, but I couldn’t dismiss Ibaek’s experience.

He’s been streaming for over four years, at least.

That meant he could handle any basic stream settings.

As I was lying there, watching the stream on my phone—

Bam-.

The screen went black for a moment, then the computer screen started broadcasting.

‘I purposely came to a pension with a good computer, but I didn’t expect this to happen.’

I wasn’t sure if I should be happy about this or not.

I started listening more intently with my earphones as I continued to think about it.

• “Ahem, can you all hear me?”

Ibaek’s soft voice filled my ears.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Hello, hello.] [When did Ibaek get this many viewers?] [10,000 viewers? Ibaek’s pretty rare.] [Ibaek, hi.] [This is so sudden, I can’t believe it lol.] [Is Da-ma lying down behind you?]

• "Ah, yes, Da-ma is lying down behind me."

Ibaek said that and briefly moved to the side to show me lying behind him.

Waving his hand loosely—.

He wanted to greet properly, but he didn’t have the energy to do that.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Look at him, not even greeting properly.] [Ibaek’s greeting, tsk tsk tsk.] [This is why bad things happen to you, you bastard.] [These guys are hilarious, lol.] [Someone who’s sick can wave their hand like that, what’s the issue? lol.] [Hwanhee: If you’re sick, don’t look at your phone.]

It seemed like another round of trolling was about to start, so I typed something.

[Du-gong: You can’t sleep while you’re letting Ibaek stream.] [Du-gong: I have to watch how he’s handling it.] [Du-gong: If I just sleep, it’s rude.]

I hoped this would stop more trolling.

• "Ah, you can sleep if you want."

[Du-gong: It’s okay.] [Du-gong: I’m not tired anyway.]

After typing that, I started watching how Ibaek would run the stream.

It was just pure curiosity.

I had never closely watched how someone else runs their stream before.

• "Since the setup here is a bit different, I can’t do anything too grand, so... I’ll just play Minecraft."

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Minecraft is good.] [Let’s go, let’s go.] [Minecraft’s fun.] [It’s definitely a solid choice lol.] [Hwanhee: Go for it.]

Ibaek said that and logged into Minecraft.

Ding-.

At that moment, someone with a familiar nickname started talking to Ibaek.

[🗡️All-powerful Cthulhu: Hahaha.]

[That bad girl.]

[Refused Da-ma’s call but now playing Minecraft, tsk tsk.]

[Mangming is a lost cause, for real.]

[Hahaha.]

[Task: Playing Minecraft, lol.]