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

Collaboration With Ayaya

After landing a punch on Ayaya, Oni-chan, who typed the message “Hey, hurry up and loot, Ayaya-san!” was…

“I hope Ayaya-san isn’t angry…”

Currently recording the screen for a video, Oni-chan weakly and anxiously leaked a voice, seemingly forgetting that he was recording.

Naturally so.

This was only the second time he played a game together.

Although they were technically friends, they had only exchanged a few simple emails. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that they weren’t close.

Yet, Oni-chan decided to inconvenience Ayaya by punching her and sending a message with a rough tone.

“But, if I don’t do something like this, I can’t maintain my previous character…”

That streaming accident was a fatal mistake for Oni-chan’s activities as “Oni-chan.”

To make up for that mistake, there was no other choice but to leave a new mark.

Oni-chan had one aim in mind.

Even if it was just for entertainment. If Ayaya could provide a topic like “something terrible happened to her…”

That alone would make it easier for Oni-chan to revive as a provocative character.

“This is also for survival…”

The industry where Oni-chan and Ayaya existed was a world that ended the moment viewers lost interest. It was also a world with intense turnover.

Oni-chan couldn’t afford to lose their source of income for the sake of his family, so he was desperately trying to overcome the current situation more than anyone else.

“Sorry, Ayaya-san, but I’ll time it and hit you once more…”

With a determined spirit, Oni-chan continued to gather supplies, but then he received a friendly chat like this.

“Can you voice chat, Oni-chan???” from Ayaya.

“……Huh? Huh? Wait, so Ayaya-san wants to talk to me?”

He leaned in, stretching his neck and reading the message on the screen.

To ensure there were no misinterpretations, he read it two, no, three times.

It was hard to swallow because the other person was a popular streamer with over 300,000 channel subscribers.

Wrapped in tension due to this unexpected situation, it was an unparalleled opportunity to play with a pro while conversing.

“Y-Yeah…”

At this moment, Oni-chan misunderstood something.

“To not interfere with each other’s work and avoid accidental interference if we happen to match.”

From the fact that Ayaya didn’t adhere to the unspoken rule of streamers, it meant she was also playing games in her private time.

She must have looked up Oni-chan’s channel, confirmed that he was not streaming, and then sent the chat.

“Yeah, if it’s her private time, there’s no need to pretend… There’s no benefit either.”

Taking rude actions wasn’t because Oni-chan disliked her, but simply to maintain the character of “Oni-chan.”

With a changed mindset, Oni-chan responds to the chat in a natural manner.

“Yes, surely.”

To ensure a quick response, he kept it in romanized form.

“Really?! Alright, let’s talk!”

Being well-known as an extrovert, she quickly engages in conversation and takes the initiative to speak.

“Oi, Oni-chaaan! Can you hear me?”

Hearing her energetic voice as if she’s waving her hands, Oni-chan turns on the microphone and greets her politely.

“Oh, yes. Long time no see, Ayaya-san. Thank you so much for last time. I sent you an email as well, and it was an honour to play together.”

“…”

“Oh, can’t you hear me?”

“N-No, I can hear you… But, sorry, Oni-chan. I’m currently streaming… you know~?”

“Huh?”

He had completely assumed it was a private conversation. It was precisely because he thought it was private that his mind went blank.

If Oni-chan had been doing a facecam stream, he would have exposed an utterly shocked face to the internet…

“Oh, uh, yeah. I see. You’re streaming… Well, I knew that. It’s fine. Well, it’s just a little… current topic, you know…”

If he didn’t prepare a script, Oni-chan, who is so scatterbrained that he couldn’t effectively play the provocative character, wouldn’t be able to perform well.

‘He definitely didn’t realize, huh? (LMFAO)’

‘He probably thought he should have checked if she was streaming… That’s what you’re thinking now, right?’

‘His tone has completely changed, LOL.’

“From Oni-chan to Onii-chan, huh.”

Ayaya’s comments section is filled with teasing remarks about this awkward excuse.

And Oni-chan, unaware of the comments flowing in, asks about his curiosity while maintaining the changed tone.

“…Hey, um, is it really okay for you to interact with someone like me? Isn’t your stream getting chaotic?”

“Oh, it’s getting really exciting. There were also many requests for me to talk to Oni-chan, you know?”

“R-Really? Well, as long as it’s not chaotic…”

Oni-chan is battling with a divisive streaming style.

Knowing his own position is why he’s most concerned about it.

“Oh, by the way, Ayaya, do you use the R-301?”

“Yeah, yeah! My beloved gun, let’s translate it to ‘beloved firearm~'”

“It’s here on the ground, so I’ll ping it for you.”

“Thanks! By the way, Oni-chan, you’re not using it? I saw a video where you were saying how strong the R-301 is a while ago while causing mischief.”

“Oh, no… I already picked it up.”

“In that case, I’ll pick it up! I’ll be near you, Oni-chan.”

“Okay. Wait, really?”

As Oni-chan turns around, Octane, whom Ayaya is using, dashes toward him.

They pass each other as if crossing paths, but with her excellent dynamic vision, she picks up a weapon, saying, “Hm?”

“Huh, Oni-chan, don’t you have the R-301?”

“Huh? No, I have it…”

Oni-chan distances himself from Ayaya, trying to escape.

“Really? It looked like a shotgun and a sniper to me.”

“I’m telling you it’s true. I’m holding it.”

As he deny it, he continues to flee.

“Then can you show me your back for a moment?”

“No way, absolutely not! Hey, stop following me!”

“Why? I just want to make sure!”

“I don’t have time for that, so hurry up and loot! Wait, enemy footsteps! Right corridor!”

“Huh!?”

At that moment, an enemy bursts out through the double doors.

Because there was distance between Oni-chan and Ayaya, they must have misunderstood, thinking, “One set of footsteps, one enemy!”

An abrupt firefight begins, but it’s a favorable confrontation with a 1v2 advantage in an open area. Moreover, Oni-chan, who is skilled at close combat, has a powerful shotgun.

Although his health is reduced by half, he manages to take down one enemy with ease.

“Ayaya, nice save! Thanks. That enemy was skilled… They really took a toll on me.”

“There’s definitely one more enemy, for sure.”

“What if we retreat early? They might be waiting to ambush us and have an advantageous position.”

“Got it!”

Being able to satisfy a pro like Ayaya is because Oni-chan also has an equivalent level of knowledge.

“Oh, but my supplies are in bad shape.”

“Ahhh, fine. I’ll leave some at the beginning. The enemy we defeated didn’t have many supplies either.”

“S-Sorry!”

“What supplies do you need?”

“Healing items!”

“Okay, here are two. I could’ve given you more if I hadn’t been damaged, but it can’t be helped.”

While apologizing, Oni-chan drops the healing items on the ground.

“They’re more than enough! Oni-chan dealt so much damage. Wait, these are great!”

“I have one too. Ah, but I’m not as skilled, so it might be better for the team if you give one back.”

“No, I’ll take them all! I’ll appreciate your generosity and take them all!”

“Hey, wait! Don’t steal them!”

“I received them! I didn’t steal them! Oh, enemy behind us!”

“Huh!?”

Caught off guard, they engage with the remaining enemy. Oni-chan quickly turns around and lands a shot, but the enemy was killed by Ayaya’s bullets.

“I got’em! I think it was a headshot!”

“Well, it’s not that easy to say…”

A headshot deals the most damage but is the most difficult to hit.

While there is a possibility that it was a lucky shot, the speed at which this enemy was eliminated suggests a higher chance of it being an intentional hit.

“Taking down enemies in this rank… you are seriously too skilled. Pros are amazing, seriously.”

“Hehe, thanks. Shall we move?”

“Roger.”

Oni-chan’s character was already crumbling.

Their speech may be that of Oni-chan, but their personality has become that of an older brother.

This dynamic continues without faltering, and the two of them enjoy playing for an hour in three matches.

And now, the two of them are on the lobby screen.

“Well, I’m gonna log off soon. I have some part-time job-related stuff to take care of.”

“Huh?”

“I said I have some things to take care of.”

“No, not that. Didn’t your way of speaking just change?”

“…What are you talking about? It’s just your imagination.”