Chapter 38: The editor came. An editor who can afford sex

After laughing like a madman looking at the comments on the edited confession video, I erased the smile and started watching the video again.

Why watch it again? Because when checking on the community site, ego-searching was the main purpose so I didn't check the video properly.

How fun did they edit it that the comment reactions are this good?

And how maliciously did they edit it to make a person into a pervert?

Curious, I watched the video from start to finish, and after watching the whole video, I had no choice but to nod quietly.

It's fun.

They packaged the pure madness that appeared during the confession well with comedy, and neutralized the disgust unique to abnormal fetishes so even normal people could enjoy the video without rejection.

Is that all? The person who edited it seems to have a considerably high understanding of each abnormal fetish, as they summarized the arousal points of those abnormal fetishes well.

A tremendous ability to erase the rejection of the food called abnormal fetish and make normal sexual desire holders even taste it.

Admiring that ability, I watched the video two or three times as if possessed, and the conclusion derived from that was.

"No matter how I look at it, this isn't someone who watched my broadcast once or twice? Just watching once or twice can't raise the video quality to this level."

The fact that the person who edited the video is a viewer who consistently watches my broadcast.

And.

"I have to start Ratube. No wonder I was overflowing with vitality, it was all because of this video."

To quickly gather Vitality from 1 million people as the Fox God said, I must start Ratube right now.

The views of the uploaded video are 83,000.

By simple calculation, if I succeeded in bewitching half, I obtained Vitality from 41,500 people, and even if I succeeded in bewitching a quarter of half, it means I obtained Vitality from 20,750 people.

The Vitality obtained from one broadcast is on average 1,500 people's worth, which means that single video earned Vitality equivalent to doing nearly 20 broadcasts.

...It's a scam, this.

Why did I think of promoting on the community site but didn't think of using Ratube?

Even if I edited and uploaded videos with crude skills, a few people would have watched.

Just as I was about to blame my own stupidity and press the channel creation button immediately, a short introduction written below the video caught my eye.

[All videos I upload are not monetized.]

[FoxBeastkinIsTheBest♡-nim? If you checked the video and became interested in me, please contact me. [email protected]]

Contact if interested.

That means they will edit my broadcast videos, right?

If my thought is correct, suggesting it first is really thankful... but doesn't it matter if that person doesn't manage their own channel?

They have 100,000 subscribers.

Managing their own channel must be busy, yet they want to be my editor too? Isn't it too much?

I worried, but apart from that, I did feel greedy.

If someone who makes videos with that quality helps me, wouldn't gathering Vitality from 1 million people finish quickly?

Then I don't have to worry about being dragged to the lab, right? No need to be on edge when receiving delivery food either.

Practically solving the biggest problem, shouldn't I accept this gratefully?

The contemplation wasn't long.

I wrote a few questions to the email written below the video, attached a photo roughly proving it's me, sent the mail, and started working on commissions while waiting for the mail to arrive.

Surely an editor with that level of skill would ask for high pay.

Since I don't know how much they'll ask per video, it's better to earn as much money as possible before the mail arrives.

How much will the expense be, and worrying if the expense is too high I might not be able to buy the hot Fox Beastkin manga coming out next month, was I drawing the commissioned picture?

Beep! Clack!

The sound of the door lock opening was heard, and my childhood friend entered the house holding something in his hand.

What did this bastard come for without a word again? He's not the type to come without a word.

Thinking that, I stared at him, and the friend put what he brought on the table and opened his mouth.

"Just came to hang out because I had nothing special to do today, bastard. Don't look at me with those eyes."

"If you have nothing to do, go to your own house, why come to my house and bullshit, bullshit."

"There's nothing in my house so it's boring. Instead, I brought chicken, forgive me with this."

"Fried? Seasoned?"

"Safe garlic soy sauce. Isn't that enough?"

"Enough, I forgive you because of the chicken. Really."

Eating chicken for lunch without having breakfast, it was certain my stomach would feel bloated.

But it doesn't matter. Getting bloated is future me's problem, not current me's problem eating deliciously.

I roughly set the plates and started eating chicken with my friend, and in the middle of eating, I told him what happened just before.

"Oh right, if things go well, I think human form will be possible soon."

"Human form? You said you needed to get Vitality from 1 million people, didn't you say that takes fucking long?"

"Seems like it'll accelerate if I start Ratube? A person who edits really well told me to contact them if interested."

"Isn't that a scam? Why would such a person edit videos for a crazy bastard like you?"

"My words exactly, I don't know why they want to edit? Sent a mail for now. If I think it's really not right, I'll cut off contact immediately."

As I was erasing the lingering doubt by tearing a chicken leg, my friend looked at me with serious eyes and said.

"By the way, if even ears and tail disappear, now it'll be really not arousing?"

"Right? But at home, I intend to just keep the ears and tail out. Keeping them out is arousing too, and crucially, I can't sleep without this luscious tail."

"Body unable to live without a tail, have you already become corrupted into a beastkin? Good for me though."

"Stop the bullshit right there, you malicious furry-lover bastard."

My friend shrugged at my words mixed with contempt and seemed to focus on eating chicken again, but suddenly picked up an uneaten chicken leg and started looking at it with interested eyes.

Is he planning to start some bullshit again?

If he has those fucking eyes, he always spits out fucking words.

Sighing, when I grabbed my favorite chicken wing, he threw a question at me.

"Hey."

"What."

"What would it feel like to stick it into a chicken beastkin? And, how great pleasure would a chicken getting penetrated in the cloaca feel?"

"Don't ruin the appetite and eat quietly, fucker. Why the hell do you have such delusions looking at a chicken leg?"

Genuinely disgusted, I threw the eaten chicken wing bone at his face, and he dodged it lightly and continued speaking.

"Honestly you're curious too, right? Cloaca means simply feeling the pleasure of pussy and anal together, isn't that super hot?"

Is that so?

Feeling the pleasure supposed to be felt in two places in one place seems a bit hot... No wait!

"Crazy bestiality-lover bastard! Don't talk dirty while eating chicken, fuck!"

Besides, why talk about that shit when eating delicious chicken of all times. No, he was originally a bastard like that, but why is he so much more fucked up today?

Unable to endure, I got up from the seat, picked up a frying pan nearby, and struck down toward the crown of his head.

"Eat quietly when eating!"

Clang!!!!!

Returning home after finishing 'work', as expected, mails were piled up like a mountain.

Most are mails written by someone as a joke, and the rest are from other Ratubers asking to be their editor.

I deleted almost all mails and selected the mail that the streamer likely sent.

The opponent's identity is a God, or a Transcendent.

She might have sent the mail with an arrogant tone befitting her existence, or might use a human-like tone for true amusement.

I reviewed the few remaining mails filtered diligently more thoroughly, and as a result, I could find the mail presumed to be sent by her.

Maybe wanting to enjoy true amusement, she came out with a low attitude and wrote down a few questions.

Admiring the truly human-like reaction, I scanned her questions, and got goosebumps at the last question.

'Everything else is good, but why did you make me into an abnormal fetishist?'

It's not a question, it's revealing her displeasure as it is.

Wasn't that intended? She spoke too vulgarly and jiggled her huge breasts, so I thought it was intended?

"...Did I perhaps get on her bad side? If so, it's all back to square one?"

Maybe it won't end at the level of back to square one.

I might get all my Vitality sucked by the enraged her and become 'what used to be a Succubus'.

"Succubus Queen is not important right now... This is a matter of my life..."

I have the ambition to become a Succubus Queen, but current me is just an ordinary Succubus.

Such a weak Succubus whose existence would fade away at a single finger point of a God or Transcendent.

"I have to calm her anger somehow... What do I do? It must have already spread all over the internet?!"

Taking down the video now won't be of any use.

The views already exceeded 100,000, and comments are publicly shaming her and her viewers.

"...Fucked, truly fucked."

Is this the emotion called despair.

24th year of Succubus life,

I ended up feeling the emotion called despair for the first time.