The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best - Chapter 4

The day after the neighbor came.

“Huh…?”

I remembered because the netTuber came to my house. My netTube account, Taketo Channel, had been left as is.

However, I was surprised yesterday when they came to apologize while crying. Even when I told them it was okay, it was their own fault, and they shouldn’t worry about it, they kept crying. Out of frustration, I lightly patted their heads like I would soothe a small child, but I was worried I might get accused of sexual harassment. I’m a bit on edge about it.

“What does this mean…?”

The last time I checked the number of subscribers, it was in single digits. It’s been three months since then. Since I haven’t updated anything, it’s not surprising that it has dropped to zero.

At that time, I thought I would delete it immediately. If it remains… I think it’s probably just that I forgot to unsubscribe, but I was thinking it might be okay to post a thank-you message for staying until the end before deleting it.

“The number of subscribers has increased to 100,000…”

For a mistake, the number is way too high. But well, I originally planned to upload a thank-you video if even a few subscribers remained, and then delete it a week later. The plan doesn’t change.

“Ah, wait a minute…”

Since there are more subscribers than I expected, I’m going to reconsider my plans a bit. I think it might be nice to do a livestream and thank everyone directly at the end. It feels like that would be more refreshing somehow.

“Shall I do that?”

It doesn’t matter if no one comes. It’s my own feelings that matter.

I should just quickly convey my apologies and gratitude and wrap up the streaming activities.

I have no regrets about being a streamer, and I never want to go through something like this again.

Fortunately, I have money. It might be nice to live a quiet and slow life. Maybe.

“Alright, if that’s decided, let’s do a livestream right away.”

So, after announcing the livestream on SNS, I immediately start the stream. It’s the last stream because I’m retiring. I opened the Twitter app, thinking that I never did this kind of thing before.

“Huh?”

But what surprised me even more was that my account, which should have had a single-digit follower count due to the controversy, now had 100,000 followers.

The number of followers is far from my peak, but from my perspective, being called a fatso after the controversy is still pretty impressive. Well, I’ll delete it in a week anyway.

It would be kinder to announce it the day before or something, but in my case, there would probably be more slander and defamation, so this is fine.

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I apply gel to my hair that has grown over the past three months and lightly style it back, then get ready to start the stream.

“Um, ah, it seems like no one has come after all… Um, I’m Gouda Taketo. It’s been a while since my last stream, but first, I would like to start with an apology.”

That person is, of course, Sawakaze Kazuya-sama. Sawakaze-sama may not be concerned or may even find it bothersome, but Sawakaze Kazuya-sama-sama, I deeply regret having made you feel uncomfortable with my thoughtless remarks. I am truly sorry.”

I bow deeply and for a long time before turning my gaze back to the camera.

“Next, to all the fans of Sawakaze Kazuya-sama-sama. I was a person with high pride. That’s why I found it uninteresting that Sawakaze-sama was gaining popularity and his subscriber count was increasing rapidly, and I even resented him for my own subscriber count decreasing, blaming it on him. Despite the fact that I had no real skill myself.

Actually, I watched Sawakaze-sama’s videos, and they were all very interesting and uplifting. It’s only natural that everyone would become a fan, yet I insulted Sawakaze-sama. It’s understandable that everyone felt uncomfortable. I truly apologize for making everyone feel unpleasant.”

After making that statement, I bow my head once more.

“Then, to my mom, Mai. I’ve caused you a lot of trouble with my foolish behavior. I even ruined my health. It’s too late now, but I’m sorry. Even though I’m no longer your son or your big brother, I’m still sorry. I’m really sorry.”

I bow my head.

“To all the kind-hearted people who stayed subscribed to my channel until the end, thank you very much.

I will retire from streaming after this broadcast. I hope this stream reaches everyone… I’m sorry. It was a selfish request. It’s short, but this will be my last stream…!?”

As soon as I spoke those words, comments started pouring in at an incredible speed.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Please.”

“Because it was clear that Taketo was truly reflecting on his actions, so please don’t quit.”

“Taketo-kun, everyone makes mistakes.”

“Please, don’t end the stream…”

“Taketo!”

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I couldn’t keep up with what was happening and was momentarily confused, but I quickly came to understand. The number of concurrent viewers had somehow reached 500,000.

“Everyone came to see me, huh? Thank you. I’m really happy. But still, I’m going to quit being a streamer. I want to take responsibility for the trouble I’ve caused everyone.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Wait, don’t hang up.”

“Taketo-kun, don’t stop.”

“Big brother, wait!”

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I smiled at the camera once.

“Thank you, everyone.”

I bowed my head and then turned off the camera.