Provocative-Style Game Streamer (20 years old) Accidentally Reveals His Kind Personality Due To Forgetting To End The Stream. - Chapter 2: Next Day’s Stream.

Next Day’s Stream.

“This is bad. This is really bad…”

The day after the broadcasting accident, at 8 o’clock in the morning.

Nakayama Haruto, also known as Oni-chan, was fixated on his PC monitor, touching his brown hair. He had a wrinkled brow and a pale face, sweating cold sweat.

The Twitter notifications, which he had turned off, had received an overwhelming number of messages that he couldn’t possibly read. The contents were not video feedback but rather about the broadcasting accident.

‘Big brother, make sure to eat the meal your sister made, okay~?’

‘We need more doses of the kind big brother!’

‘Hey! Give us your sister!’

‘Sister, please appear again next time!’

There were also comments about the stream. “It was entertaining today,” and such.

However, these positive comments were overshadowed by the avalanche of messages that ridiculed and toyed with Haruto.

“…”

No words came out anymore. He realized the scariness of the internet. He truly felt the gravity of the grave mistake he had made.

In Haruto’s case, he had delivered taunting as entertainment, an act that was inherently wrong.

Reaping what he had sown. Following that proverb, it was only natural that the incident would spread more than usual.

“H-How should I stream next time…? Seriously. I can’t afford to go on hiatus…”

If he chose to take a break after this incident, his income would naturally decrease. He couldn’t afford to do that, especially when he needed to save money for his sister’s education. He absolutely couldn’t do it.

Unable to rely on his parents who had passed away due to illness and accident, Haruto had to become the parental figure to support their livelihood and future.

“Calm down, calm down…”

Trying to soothe himself, he searched for MouTube, which was also a source of income. He checked the comment section of the recently uploaded videos.

Not realizing that the channel’s subscriber count had increased by 50,000 and the number of likes had also increased, it was a testament to how cornered he felt.

With an accelerated heartbeat, he moved the mouse, and there, the anticipated developments unfolded before him.

‘This guy is seriously disgusting. Stop taunting, you asshole.’

Anti… No, in response to such comments, there were defenders saying, ‘He’s working hard for his sister. Shut up.’

There were also viewers who meddled, saying, ‘This person is doing business taunting. Let’s not misunderstand.’

“…”

Indeed, the facts were written there. However, for Oni-chan, who had built his image around taunting, it felt like his business was being disrupted.

In reality, things had already reached a point of no return, but it was troublesome for the truth to be spread.

There was only one desire here: to continue streaming in the same style as before the broadcasting accident and maintain a certain number of views and income.

If he were to suddenly change the concept now, the viewers who had been watching from the beginning would naturally be confused.

By shifting the focus of his videos and streams, there was even the possibility of regular viewers drifting away.

Since his income was at stake, he couldn’t take the risk of revealing his true self.

To ensure stability, he had to continue with his usual style. That was the bottom line.

“For now, I need to do a stream to clarify things before going to work… If I keep procrastinating, it will become harder to continue my activities, and in this state, I won’t be able to focus on my job…”

This was the seed he had sown himself. If he didn’t harvest it himself, there would be nothing he could do.

To return as a content creator, he had to face the challenge without running away.

“Well, first let’s have breakfast… while thinking about the content of the questions…”

In the midst of the terrifying palpitations, the time was now 8 o’clock.

Yuno, Haruto’s little sister, had already gone to school.

“Ah… I couldn’t even see Yuno off…”

Due to anxiety caused by the broadcasting accident, Haruto had a hard time falling asleep last night. As a result, he overslept by an hour and 30 minutes compared to his usual waking time.

“I caused a broadcasting accident… I’m such a failure as an older brother… Truly.”

Haruto murmured unconsciously as he headed towards the living room with heavy steps.

“Ah…”

Arriving in the living room, he looked at the table and saw wrapped side dishes placed on a tray.

And there was one more thing.

“Good morning, sleeping-in big brother. I made breakfast, so heat it up and eat. If you haven’t eaten it, I’ll send you to hell. Well then, I’m off to school! Let’s do our best today~!”

“Oh… that Yuno.”

Haruto read the letter, written in girlish round handwriting, until the end, burst into laughter, and then returned to his serious expression.

“Yeah. I’ll do my best too.”

Seeing the last words written, he responded to them alone.

***

After finishing breakfast, Haruto reserved a livestream slot titled “Regarding Yesterday’s Incident” for 10 o’clock.

Weekday mornings were not an ideal time to attract viewers. However, the purpose of this livestream was simply to continue with the usual streaming.

The more nervous one becomes, the faster time seems to pass.

There are 2 minutes left until the start of the livestream.

Haruto, who remained in his gaming room, prepared himself to start the stream.

Among the 1200 viewers waiting…

It was unprecedented for such a number of people to gather at this time. It indicated how far the broadcasting accident had spread.

“Phew… Hang in there, hang in there…”

—Thump, thump.

With a heart pounding so intensely that it felt like it would leap out of his mouth, Haruto, or rather Oni-chan, began the livestream with a trembling voice.

“Uh, yeah. Good morning, everyone.”

As the first words of greeting were uttered, a string of “w” characters filled the comment section. But that’s not all.

‘Good morning, Oni-chan! (LOLOL)’

‘I’ve been waiting for your livestream, Oni-chan!’

‘Don’t tease him like that! (HAHA)’

‘Oni-chan is going to cry! Oh, it’s just you, Oni-chan.’

‘Your voice is trembling!’

Provocative and teasing comments were also appearing.

In response, Oni-chan immediately reacted.

“Wait a sec. Call me Oni-chan, seriously… Huh? The origin of Oni-chan? W-Well, it doesn’t really matter, does it? What? It’s not because I’m called Oni-chan.”

He knew that rapid-fire questions would be thrown at him. However, he didn’t anticipate this particular question.

He unintentionally stammered in response.

‘Hit the nail on the head!’

‘Why is he so bad at covering it up? (KEK)’

‘Hey, give me your sister!’

‘Just show your true self! I’ll follow you!’

If he had maintained a calm mindset, he would have ignored the previous question.

But at this moment, he was so overwhelmed by nervousness that he clung to the comments section. Without it, he would fall into silence.

“Now, before we get into it, let me just say that I won’t be doing any game streaming during this session. It’s going to be a short stream, as the title suggests, solely dedicated to talking about yesterday’s incident.”

And with that, he transitioned to the main topic.

“But seriously, why did you all spread it? Seriously. You all promised not to spread it. It’s getting picked up by compilation sites, becoming a trending topic… Please consider the direction I’m trying to take with my efforts.”

‘We didn’t make any promises!’

‘What are you talking about?’

‘You’re always stirring things up, so it’s only natural.’

‘First time here! You’ve created quite a character (LOL).’

They complained, but their words had no effect on the viewers.

“Well, I won’t mention yesterday’s incident after this stream. And no matter how much I explain, no one believes me. Also, viewers calling me ‘Oni-chan’ or whatever, cut it out. I’m not your big brother.”

‘Well, explaining is futile (LOL).’

‘There’s no helping it. You just have to accept it, Oni-chan.’

‘This guy’s losing it (KEK).’

‘He probably just wants to be called ‘big brother’ by his sister…’

A quarrel with the viewers. Oni-chan gradually regained his usual tone through these interactions.

“Hey, about this incident… There are a lot of comments saying I’ve become kinder or that they’ve changed their opinion about me, but I’m not some noble person. First of all, a noble person wouldn’t engage in provocative behavior… Huh? Am I considered noble because I take care of my sister? Are you kidding me? She’s a precious family member, so it’s only natural to take care of her.”

These words came from the heart, not for the purpose of hyping up the stream or as a joke.

And naturally, they were conveyed to the viewers.

‘Hey, hey! I can feel the goodness of a big brother!’

‘What is this guy really? (LMAO)’

‘I can’t tell if he wants to explain or not anymore!’

‘I want a big brother like him!!’

The comments section suddenly became rapid, but Oni-chan couldn’t read them quickly enough. He paused the comments for a moment and answered a question that caught his eye.

“Huh? Are you not enabling Super Chat for today’s stream? Did you want to give money?… Well, this stream is for explanation purposes, and I’m not here to entertain you, so I disabled it because I’m ending the stream soon. I won’t be able to accept your valuable money for something like this.”

‘He showed his true self, right?’

‘He showed it towards the end. It was that gentle voice from when the accident happened.’

‘Is he mistaking us for his sister? (HAHAHA)’

‘By the way, he really kept up with the provocative character… Oh, so he was using a script.’

That’s right. Without a script, he wouldn’t have been able to deceive the viewers.

“Huh? Congratulations on reaching 150,000 subscribers? No, I don’t have that many subscribers and this comment hurts me the most. I’m still at 100,000.”

‘Nah, you gained more!’

‘You gained 50,000 subscribers because of that incident.’

‘Are you not even paying attention? (LOL)’

‘Probably went to sleep in a huff.’

“Huh? Has it really increased that much? You’re kidding, right?”

Similar comments lined up, catching his attention. He decided to check.

“Oh, it’s true… Wait… I’m muting.”

‘Haha, what’s going on here? (LMAO)’

‘You’re muting!’

‘Just be genuine already!’

‘Give us a happy reaction! (LOL)’

“S-Shut up. Just be quiet.”

The provoking Oni-chan. Due to that incident during the stream, he found himself in a position of being provoked. His true nature, his simplicity driven by kindness, was exposed.

And so, what was initially intended to be a short 10-minute stream ended up extending to 30 minutes due to their mutual provocations.

“Well, even though a lot happened yesterday, I’m going to continue streaming in the same style. After all, this is my true self, and it’s a serious conversation.”

“To be honest, I think it’s okay to be genuine, but I guess there’s no other choice if you need to earn your sister’s tuition.”

‘If you change your style, there’s a possibility that your views and engagement may decrease. Oni-chan mentioned that.’

‘Keep provoking us like this. It makes me want to rewatch the stream accident videos (LMAO).’

“But don’t go overboard with the provocation. We’re cheering you on.”

“Well, since you’re engaging in provocative acts, don’t suddenly be so kind? Uh, yeah. Okay, that’s the end of the stream. From tomorrow, I’ll be doing regular game streams, so those who have time, feel free to watch.”

‘Good job’.

‘I’ll come for the provocation tomorrow! Oni-chan.’

‘Count me in too!’

‘Take care of yourself.’

The stream ended with warm comments.

Haruto turned off the microphone and confirmed three times that the stream had ended before exhaling a sigh of relief.

“Phew… That’s a relief. I’m so glad! I stumbled a lot, but somehow managed to get through it…”

He repeated his victory pose while sitting in his chair. The joy of preserving his source of income was extraordinary.

“Now then… I’ll work hard to increase my channel subscribers even more…”

His shift at work today was scheduled for 3 p.m. Haruto immediately launched ABEX and started recording the screen for video uploads.

Without starting a stream, he played ABEX privately for an hour.

“Huh!?”

Oni-chan exclaimed in surprise, leaning closer to the computer screen. On the screen displaying the team members before a battle, there was the ID “Ac_Ayaya.”

“Huh, is it a coincidence? Amazing… Yes!”

This teammate wasn’t just an ordinary person. It belonged to the professional gaming team Axcis Crown and had 300,000 subscribers on their own channel. It was a female Vtuber who was active as an individual.

Oni-chan still didn’t know that Ayaya was currently streaming. On Ayaya’s screen, the text “Oni_chan” was displayed, and the comment section was buzzing with excitement.

And Oni-chan and Ayaya were not interacting for the first time. They had previously contacted each other about something specific.