Provocative-Style Game Streamer (20 years old) Accidentally Reveals His Kind Personality Due To Forgetting To End The Stream.

Hang In There!

“Ah…”

The sound of air escaping came when the footsteps of the two walking down the hallway passed by, and the sound of Yuno’s room door opening and closing was heard.

At that moment, it became apparent that Suzuha’s greetings would be postponed.

It might be that he would come to greet them soon. With the shock she had to endure, Yuno tried to put on her usual demeanor, but at this point, the lid of her restraint came off.

“Uuuuhhhh…”

An inaudible moan dissipated into the living room.

Haruto collapsed onto the sofa, as if all strength had left his body, and lay there like a corpse.

His whole body went limp. Muscles didn’t move at all, and as his left leg slowly dropped to the floor, the left half of his body followed suit with a thud.

“Ah…”

He landed on the floor without trying to protect himself, completely defenseless.

However, there was no further reaction.

Naturally, the pain was hitting him, but he was too overwhelmed by the shock to notice it.

With a pale face, Haruto slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his smartphone with weak hands.

The blue bird icon. He opened Twitter and switched from his main account, “The Provoking Oni-chan,” to his secondary account, also a private account, “The Second Oni-chan.”

A private account was one where only the people following you could see your posts, and furthermore, retweets couldn’t be spread.

It was with this second account, which had 20,000 followers, that he would post in secret.

“Question. Am I disliked by my family? Context. Apparently they call me a damn brother behind my back. If anyone is curious, I’ll reply.”

Even though he used the word “family” and kept it vague as to who he was referring to, Haruto was being quite obvious” by using the term “damn brother.”

Without even realizing this, he waited for replies with lifeless eyes. Soon, he received likes, and his followers immediately sent him messages.

“You okay? Are you crying?”

“Seems like you’re down on the floor…”

“Oni-chan seems really shocked (laughs)”

“You love your little sister a lot, Oni-chan…”

“Oh dear…”

No one responded to his first post.

As someone who regularly teases people, he naturally receives some mocking, but these messages were filled with concern.

These were likely from fans who followed even his secondary account.

“No, I don’t think you’re disliked. Oni-chan’s sister is in high school, right? If it’s her rebellious phase, that’s pretty normal.”

“Little sister is correct! Your teasing is damn annoying.”

“Hang in there, Oni-chan!!”

“It’s cute that you think ‘damn’ means you’re disliked, Oni-chan (laughs)”

In the second round, there was finally a user who answered the question. However, it wasn’t this user to whom Haruto replied.

“Damn = nothing but being disliked, huh? What’s cute about that?”

“At first, it’s normal to feel irritated. You’re a siscon big brother.”

“I’m going to block you.”

Although he didn’t actually take such actions, each reply added fuel to the fire…

Even with a private account, if someone took a screenshot, it could be spread.

“No, no, she’s going through a cute rebellious phase. Oni-chan’s sister. My sister gets angry just by talking to me!!”

“For real?”

Another reply.

“My sister ignores me, rebels, and swears at me.”

“That’s nothing to be proud of.”

Another reply.

“Ah, the memories… My daughter told me I smell bad.”

“Thanks for raising your child.”

A reply even from a father-like user.

Unconsciously, the conversation turned into a display of unfortunate incidents, and the question “Am I disliked?” began to be ignored. But finally, a message came through that seemed to provide some insight.

“This is just my opinion, but I don’t think Oni-chan’s sister dislikes you. I think she just doesn’t want people at school to find out that you get along so well.”

“Tell me more.”

The first-person pronoun suggested it was a female user. Haruto replied immediately to hear a female perspective.

“Wow, I got a reply too! Let’s ABEX together next time. We’re both Predators (laughs).”

“That’s not what the reply was about. Come on, tell me quickly.”

“Okay, okay. I don’t know your sister’s age, but if she’s in high school, everyone around her is going through their rebellious phase. Many girls rebel against their fathers or brothers at this age. So when people find out you get along well, they might tease her, calling her a siscon. Who would like to be called that nickname in real life? There are boys around too, you know.”

“Right.”

“As shown in the streaming accident, it’s not that she hates you, she’s just mindful of what others might think. So hang in there.”

“I see. And please keep the streaming accident a secret.”

“It’s already too late for that. At least, I’ll reply with a ‘yeah!’ (laughs).”

As Haruto pressed the “like” button for this message, signaling the end of their exchange, another comment caught his attention at just the right time.

“Hey, damn brother. I have three younger sisters, and they constantly complain about me, but I’m happy every time!”

“It’s a good habit, but if you boast about it like that, I’ll block you.”

“That’s not it! I’m happy for their growth! Entering their rebellious phase means they’ll only be at home for a few more years, right? There’s no time to be shocked, is there?”

“!”

Those words struck Haruto’s heart in an instant.

—Yes, that’s absolutely right.

“Thanks, damn big brother. You’re right, there’s no time to be shocked.”

“Yeah, even if she dislikes you now, she’ll appreciate you when she becomes an adult.”

“Don’t act all cool just because you gave good advice.”

Haruto replied while staying true to his character until the end, and now he stopped.

“When I think that even someone like me gets complaints from my sister, it makes me feel a bit relieved…”

He said what he thought out loud, and as if the pain in his chest had healed, he chuckled softly.

It was enough time to switch his feelings. He felt glad he made that post.

And just as Haruto was about to stand up, at the worst possible timing…

“U-Um, Haruto-oniisan?”