Chapter 117: Public Enemy (2)

Wow, the conversation with Byung-moon hyung ended up being very productive and highly successful.

He said he also realized the need for a crew as much as I did.

Byung-moon hyung, who always strived to diversify his content, gladly agreed to join the crew.

Well, a crew is not something that holds legal power.

To put it simply, it’s just like a club.

However, regularly meeting and exchanging ideas with like-minded people can help create more innovative content.

Moreover, if we can gather strength through the crew, we can respond adequately to any unreasonable situations.

Of course, this is a story for the distant future, but forming a solid crew will be a huge help.

After wrapping up the conversation with Byung-moon hyung, I moved swiftly to my next task.

Today was a day off from broadcasting.

Although it was a rare leisurely day, I couldn’t just rest at home.

Since I usually didn’t have time, I needed to make good use of such holidays.

The place I visited was none other than Luna Capsule Room, managed by Na-young’s father, President Lee.

As soon as I entered the capsule room, a familiar voice greeted me.

“Kim son-in-law, you’re here?”

A giant middle-aged man appeared with a slightly chilling line.

The imposing figure who always exuded fear was none other than Na-young’s father, President Lee.

He was supposed to be playing games in his office at this time…

“Oh, yes, President.”

“Feel free to call me father-in-law, haha.”

“Excuse me?”

“Do you dislike my daughter?”

“No, it’s not that…”

“My daughter is broadcasting right now, what brings you here?”

President Lee casually slung his arm around my shoulder and laughed.

Through the shoulder where his arm was touching, I felt his thick and formidable muscles.

How could someone who supposedly played games all day have such a terrifying body?

If President Lee applied force like this, my neck bones would break in an instant.

“Well, I came to ask for your cooperation with the capsule room again.”

“Oh? Business? Sounds good.”

Back when we played together, President Lee used to address me with honorifics, but lately, he had been treating me more casually.

It was I who asked him first.

Before being the owner of the capsule room, President Lee was Na-young’s father.

Naturally, he was someone I needed to treat with respect.

But the title “Kim son-in-law” was really shocking.

Even if things went well with Na-young, if we ever had a fight…

Oh.

I didn’t even want to think about it.

Still, I didn’t hate being called “Kim son-in-law.”

It meant that President Lee also felt comfortable with me.

“Come, sit here.”

President Lee led me to his office and soon sat me in a chair.

The office of Luna Capsule Room was surprisingly simple.

There was a capsule that President Lee mainly used, a desk, and three chairs.

Due to the small size of the room, the interior was very appropriate.

“So, what are you planning this time?”

“I’m thinking of renting the entire capsule room.”

“Hmm.”

At my words, President Lee furrowed his brow slightly, then slowly nodded.

“For how long?”

“About four hours?”

“Hmm, as you know, Chan-sik, capsule usage fees are quite expensive. Our capsule room has…”

“Seventy-nine capsules, right?”

“Did Na-young tell you?”

“Yes.”

Capsule rooms and old PC rooms have many similarities, but the basic cost is different.

The capsule room business itself had high initial costs.

President Lee smiled and nodded, then spoke to me in a soft voice.

“It’s not difficult. A large part of why we have more customers than before is because of you… If we use the event, it’ll be easier to secure more customers.”

According to Na-young, Luna Capsule Room’s sales had increased significantly.

This was partly because Na-young’s studio was here, but also because Luna Capsule Room became known as ‘Streamer Shia’s regular capsule room.’

In fact, since my fan meeting was held here, there had been more customers.

Of course, many of them probably came to see Na-young in person.

“I’m thinking of doing a content with the Evil Gang, similar to a fan meeting.”

I had been planning a group content for a while.

Recently, I felt like I had been playing the same games too much, so I wanted to do a large-scale project involving many participants like in the past.

I smiled and continued.

“Are the GTB VR versions installed in the capsules?”

“Of course.”

GTB.

Grand Theft Bicycle.

A virtual reality version of a famous open-world game series from long ago.

It was a highly controversial game even back in the PC days due to imitation crimes, and it was also a game with tremendous freedom.

Developed by a company called , it remained an attractive game with a solid fan base.

It was a fascinating and dangerous game where most things one could imagine could be realized.

It was content I prepared to interact with viewers.

“But GTB can be played at home. Why rent a capsule room?”

“To prevent stream sniping. Playing in the capsule room allows us to block certain programs, right?”

“That’s true.”

This content could easily become boring due to stream sniping.

So, I planned to rent the capsule room deliberately, combining it with a fan meeting.

I quietly explained the content I had prepared to President Lee.

President Lee loved games as much as I did.

He had played most of the games installed in the capsule room.

He had a considerable understanding of various games.

One should not judge by his appearance. Despite his looks, he had been a game enthusiast since the PC days.

“Oh!”

After hearing my plan, President Lee exclaimed with admiration and his eyes sparkled.

“That’s a great idea!”

“Right?”

“Okay, let me know as soon as you set the date. We need to announce it in advance.”

“Yes.”

With the location sponsorship secured, all that remained was to set a date and proceed with the content.

The content I prepared using GTB was…

6.

After finishing the conversation with President Lee, I was reluctant to just go home.

So, following his suggestion, I sneaked into Na-young’s studio where she was broadcasting.

I thought she would be gaming in the capsule, but she was doing a cam broadcast with the camera on.

However, it seemed like she was so focused on the broadcast that she didn’t notice me entering the studio.

Ah, upon closer inspection, it wasn’t just a regular cam broadcast.

Na-young was wearing a training suit different from her usual outfit.

Judging by the strands of hair soaked in sweat, it looked like she had been exercising.

“I have great stamina, but this game is tough! Is this even a game? It just feels like exercise…”

I quietly approached her from behind, trying to minimize my footsteps.

Pooooook.

Oh no! I stepped on the mat wrong…

“Kyaaaaaak!”

Thud.

“Oof!”

Na-young screamed and struck my abdomen with her elbow, causing me to collapse onto the mat.

“What’s this!”

“It’s me, me! Spare me.”

“Huh? Chan-sik?”

“Uuuugh.”

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Who told you to sneak up like a rat?

-Shaha!

-Hyung! Stop hitting on her and go home to start your stream

-ㅋㅋ Came to watch his girlfriend’s broadcast in person

-Why don’t you work out together since you’re here?

-Today is our villain’s day off, but he’s so dedicated to watching Na-young

The aftermath of Na-young’s elbow strike lasted about three minutes.

Clutching my stomach, I rolled around on the mat until I was finally freed from the pain.

Na-young, looking concerned, watched me and then spoke with a sympathetic expression.

“Who told you to sneak in like that?”

“…Hey.”

“You okay?”

“Whew.”

Hold it in.

It was my fault for sneaking in.

Barely escaping the pain, I sighed and stood up. I grabbed a chair from the back and sat next to Na-young.

“What were you doing?”

“Fitness Adventure. Last week, someone donated a million won and gave me a mission.”

“Oh! This got released?”

“Yeah, do you want to try it together?”

Fitness Adventure, a game that reveals the limits of the player’s physical strength, is different from the current trending second-generation virtual reality games.

It’s a game played using a dedicated motion recognition camera for Fitness Adventure.

It’s called a game, but it’s essentially a workout.

To defeat the monsters in the game, you had to follow the exercises exactly.

I don’t mind since I like working out, but I never thought Na-young would play this game.

I checked the scores Na-young recorded on the monitor.

Then, nodding my head slightly, I spoke quietly.

“Na-young.”

“What?”

“You need to exercise. No matter how much you love broadcasting, your physical strength is pathetic. Your flexibility too… whew.”

Na-young’s scores displayed on the monitor were disastrous.

Most were classified as F grade.

Na-young’s face turned red as she spoke.

“It doesn’t really affect my life, hmph!”

-Heyㅋㅋ are you sulking again?

-Watching these two lovebirds argue is so sweet… it makes me happy

-Na-young is right. You don’t need to exercise to live

-Trueㅋㅋ It doesn’t affect your life much, but you might just die sooner?

-This guy~~~ Who is he! Appearing out of nowhere… giving advice?

-Sir… he’s Na-young’s potential boyfriend

-Instead of giving advice, let our villain show us directly!

Na-young’s chat window looked somewhat similar to mine, but it had a distinct difference.

There were some messages from older men that were rare in my chat.

I checked the chat window briefly, then shrugged and spoke to Na-young.

“I was just going to see your face, but should I help you with the workout?”

“Are you good at exercising?”

“I’m not bad. I’ve been doing it consistently since the army.”

Among my juniors in the army, there was even a trainer, and I continued to work out diligently after discharge.

Even though a streamer spends most of their time in a capsule, physical strength is ultimately important.

At my confident words, Na-young slightly frowned and said to me.

“Then teach me a few exercises.”

“It’s all bodyweight exercises anyway, so it’s not that difficult. Okay.”

Later, I should ask Na-young for today’s video and edit it!

Then I can get some sweet views on Actube.

I obediently complied with Na-young’s request, then stood up with her.

As far as I know, the early stages of Fitness Adventure are all bodyweight exercises.

Exercises like push-ups or squats.

They weren’t particularly difficult, but for Na-young, who was essentially a game addict, they could be challenging.

“Alright, I’ll show you a demonstration first.”

[A monster has appeared!]

[Use the exercise ‘squat’ to defeat the enemy!]

By performing a squat with the correct form in front of the camera, the character on the monitor defeats the enemy monster.

It’s a game suitable for a quick cash grab, though its content lifespan is short.

In Na-young’s case, she must be playing because a viewer set a hefty mission success reward…

“Watch closely. You do it like this.”

[Perfect form!]

[Excellent!]

Not difficult at all.

I wish someone would give me such a mission. Then I’d really work out properly for five hours…

Working out and getting paid.

That’s truly killing two birds with one stone.

“I can do it too.”

After seeing my perfect form, Na-young hurriedly positioned herself beside me.

But her stance was too awkward.

She wasn’t sticking her butt out, and her posture was all wrong.

I could understand why the viewers were frustrated.

I sighed and spoke to Na-young.

“Move your lower body back a bit more.”

“How? Show me properly.”

“So…”

Correcting workout posture is as frustrating as giving game advice.

I was about to approach Na-young slowly to help correct her posture when…

-Behind

-Behind behind

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Our villain is dead today

-ㅋㅋㅋ

-King… sir

-Hyung! Look behind!

The chat window, projected into the air through the projector, was going wild.

Look behind?

What could be behind…

“Haha, our Kim son-in-law. Seems like you forgot I was in the next room.”

There stood President Lee, smiling.

In his hands were fruits and drinks, but the glass of drink was trembling violently.

At the same time, the veins on his muscular arms, revealed by his sleeveless shirt, bulged.

“President Lee.”

“Yes, explain yourself quickly.”

“I was just… trying to help Na-young with her workout posture…”

My hand was on Na-young’s waist.

A situation that could easily be misunderstood.

But as a rational member of society, I could fully explain this misunderstanding…

“I also work out.”

“…Excuse me?”

“Shall I check our Kim son-in-law’s workout posture?”

Kim Chan-sik, rest in peace.