114 - I Unknowingly Rejected My Favorite

EP.114 #114. Spell [Luka, I'm cold...] [I almost froze to death...] [The stopped clock has started ticking again.] Someone once told me growing up meant losing the luxury of vacations. Back then, I couldn’t even imagine a world without breaks. Now, I finally understood why Dad was always so ecstatic during his vacations. [Ah~ everyone~ Rulu-haruuu~ How’s everyone been?] I raised my voice to warmly welcome the viewers. There was a definite sense of feeling recharged. I was genuinely happy to see the flood of chats and adorable emojis cheering me on. [Luka! Tell us what you did during your vacation!] Taking a week off after broadcasting three times a week meant I had plenty of stories to share. I wished vacations happened more often. With a tinge of regret, I started reminiscing about the past week. [Hmm... The best part of this vacation was going to the ski resort?] Touching on a bit about the trip with a friend, I detailed my first experience at a ski resort. [Oh, but my friend was such a terrible skier~] I wonder if he’s watching now. Brother. Even if he is, he wouldn’t have a reason to complain. After all, I was just speaking facts. [They kept tumbling on the beginner's slope, so we tried the intermediate slope once.] [But it took 40 minutes! I’m telling you, 40 minutes!] As I clapped my hands in disbelief, viewers began sharing their own ski resort memories. [You should have tried the expert slope...] [No, no, for safety, intermediate is right at first.] [Luka, take me to the ski resort too!] [Adorable...] [Anyway! The best part of the vacation was the ski resort! And the best food was the spicy hotpot!] After chatting about spicy hotpot for about 30 minutes, I considered playing a game and scrolled down. [Guys, since it’s been a while since my last stream, what game should I play? Suggestions!] The game most mentioned in the chat was "League of Legends." [Hold on. Should I contact Murin to see if they want to duo?] Playing solo is fine, but the synergy is doubled when playing with someone. Plus, missions often have better outcomes during duo plays. [Hang on. Murin’s streaming... Oh, just chilling in chat.] I joined Murin’s stream and sent her a playful invitation. [Murin... Wanna... duo with your big sis...?] [Wow! Luka sis!] Murin’s avatar nodded excitedly, accepting the offer. [Guys! Going for a duo with Luka sis~] Although she acted like a baby, I knew. Murin had a strikingly impressive presence. Her face, with a piercing in the middle, kept lingering in my mind. [Murin, where should we head today?] [Is there somewhere you want to go, sis?] [Then... I…] As I hesitated, a mission with a reward popped up. [Wow! SongdodongBloodbath! 100,000 won if we win two in a row as a bottom duo?] [Your doormat is ready, sis!] Quick on the uptake, Murin immediately set herself as support. The viewers chuckled at the “doormat” remark. Murin’s chat seemed cleaner than ours, barely reacting. [Murin, we’re idols... We shouldn’t talk like that...] I shook my head reprimanding her, and Murin replied curiously. [Huh? What?] [Can’t you see how thrilled the viewers are hearing ‘doormat’?] [Oh? But isn’t it good if they’re happy?] As if this topic wasn’t hard enough to put to rest, don’t add fuel to the fire! Hoo, Murin! Just as I predicted, the viewers praised her like she was a liberator. [Right! Right! Is saying doormat embarrassing, Luka?] [Luka, as a reward, give us your feet!] [Give us your feet!] Ah... seriously... Getting used to it didn’t mean it was any less irritating. [Wanna suck on a toe? You’re out.] I immediately blocked the user and sighed deeply. [Then, how about a calf? Who are you? You’re out too.] I tried to kick one more out as an example when I started frowning. Phew... Tae-min Han... What should I do with this Luka main mod? Gripping the mouse tightly, it was getting harder and harder to maintain my composure. Why is he acting like that? That guy! I appreciated the love for Luka, but his crude chats weren’t letting up. And what was scarier was the thought that my brother might actually want to suck on my calf... No, what am I even thinking? [Oh? Sis, the queue is up, why haven’t you pressed it?] Distracted by debating whether to temporarily block my brother, I missed the accept button, so I quickly apologized and launched the game again as we... [Ah! It’s a support differenceee!] No! Murin! Play something you know! Please! Play something you’re familiar with! [Sorry... hehe...] Murin chose a character she’d never played before, causing the 100,000 won to vanish, but we managed to beg for another chance. [M-Murin! I’m dying! Protect meee!] [I’m coming! Sis!] Though her words were rushed, Murin cast her ultimate in the opposite direction. Ahh... never again with you. If a mission comes, I’ll ask Clover sis instead. In the end, our duo ended with a few bruises. As soon as Murin left the voice chat, I began to vent. [Seriously... Why show off about being silver if that’s how you’re gonna play.] She told me to just trust her. Looking back, Luka main really was a goddess in comparison. Continuing to play games until dawn, I only ended the broadcast at 2 AM. EP.114 #114. Spell After stretching my sore back from sitting too long, I took out my phone and called my brother. "Hello?" "Hey, Doha." "Can you come pick me up?" He didn’t always come to the studio. It was more of a "when he could" kind of arrangement, but now it was almost a given. "Now?" "You just saw my broadcast end, didn’t you?" "Yeah, but I haven’t even washed my hair..." "Doesn’t matter, just come over now." I wasn’t in full makeup or anything either. Not having washed his hair wasn’t a valid excuse. "Alright, give me 10 minutes." As I sat on the single-seater sofa sipping on my banana milk, a knock prompted me to get up. "Let’s go." My brother, bundled in his padded coat, entered. I tugged him closer by the arm with all my strength. "What’s that for?" Luka looked at me with genuine confusion. I was so frustrated at his brazenness that I shivered. "Listen here, Luka." "Yes?" "Do you think I don’t see the chat?" It finally dawned on him, and he scratched his head, eyes darting around. "Well... you know me, Doha." "What do you mean, 'you know'?!" Trying to brush it off, huh. Shouldn’t a boyfriend be different even if other guys were sending perverted messages? I puffed my cheeks in mock anger, making him chuckle softly before he planted a kiss on them as an apology. Peck. The cute sound echoed through the studio. Air that had been pent up inside escaped like a balloon untied. "…Want to touch my calf?" There was still a bit of resentment, so I jokingly offered my leg, watching as he made a peculiar face. "…Can I?" "No! What’s with you! Are you a pervert?" Ugh, he seemed too serious and it was more irritating! He wasn’t like this before. Not long ago, I was worried we didn’t have enough physical contact. His all-or-nothing approach was headache-inducing. "Why offer if you’re going to say that?" "Ugh, seriously. You can't be an idol. If I become famous, I’ll tell everyone you have a calf fetish." Instead of a reply, he extended his hand, and as I intertwined mine with his warmth, we stepped out of the studio. "Hey, tomorrow’s your first shoot, right?" "…Yeah." "Are you sure you don’t need to sleep early? It’s pretty late." "It’s at 2 PM, so I think I’ll be fine." Turning slightly, I looked at my brother, his face hidden under the hood. I had never thought of his face as mine alone. Still, the thought of it spreading across media left a bittersweet taste. An odd mix of emotions. "Are you ready for it?" "There’s really nothing to prepare for. They just want me to show up." "Is that so?" He might act nonchalant, but he must be nervous. Knowing how passionately he rooted for the Closer audition, I wanted to support him just as much. To be someone he could lean on. I couldn’t say, "I’ll do your homework for you!" like he did, but I wanted to be of some help. "Wait, can you stand here for a sec?" We had reached the front of our home. I made him stop and looked directly into his eyes. "What is it? All of a sudden." He laughed awkwardly, perhaps slightly embarrassed by my gaze. Standing on my tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his neck. "You'll do great. Really." With sincerity, I pronounced each word carefully. "This is a spell I’m casting just for you." It was something from a previous broadcast. A viewer once asked for a kiss for good luck on exams. Back then I said no and told them to leave, but this was my boyfriend. My man. -Peck “If you do well, I'll reward you with something even better.” I didn’t expect the spell to be this effective.