Chapter 61: The long-running broadcast was a mess in itself

Finishing the commission work and receiving confirmation from the applicant, the time was evening as usual.

While I was cleanly solving dinner with a meal kit and drawing personal work to improve my skills, Mom approached me and threw a question.

"Are you not broadcasting today? I want to see you broadcasting for a bit before leaving."

"How can I broadcast when I'm embarrassed because Mom is here? And my broadcast is not something to do in front of others."

A broadcast where I draw abnormal fetish pics, pick a tag on HiXX, and have serious discussions with viewers.

Common sense-wise, how can I do such a broadcast in front of my parents? Rather than doing it in front of my parents, I'd rather delete the broadcast account and run away.

I shook my head and drew the line saying absolutely not, but I faced a crisis immediately at Mom's calm answer.

"I can yield on other things, but I can't yield on that. Where in the world is a crazy bastard shouting sex dick pussy in front of his mom?"

"Didn't you say even incestuous relatives have intercourse sometimes, so there must be at least one such person?"

...Damn it, makes too much sense.

Right, since there are many various crazy bastards in the world, as Mom said, there might be about one such bastard.

But.

"I do not want to become such a crazy bastard, Mother. Please, can't you just go home today?"

Even though I begged earnestly rubbing my hands together, Mother, having already made a decision in her heart, refused my request with a firm voice.

"Isn't it better to take the beating first? And, if I'm here, the viewers will keep the line at least a little."

"That is true, but I'm doing this because I'm afraid Mom might get hurt. And, crucially, what will you do about the aftermath if someone says Mom is arousing? If Dad finds out, he'll run wild, you know?"

"He won't know at all? He doesn't even use the internet saying it's a waste of muscle. If we don't tell him, he won't know at all."

"Couldn't one of Dad's friends watch the broadcast and tell him?"

"Who do you think you resemble for not having friends?"

"Ah."

Suddenly hitting the bone (hitting where it hurts). This bad Mom.

When I made a hurt expression at the sudden critical hit, Mom stroked my fluffy and twitching ears and comforted me.

"It's okay, Dad has no friends, but you have a reliable 'boyfriend' over there."

"Just 'friend'. Not 'boyfriend'."

If someone hears, they'll think I became corrupted into a female.

I told you I absolutely won't become corrupted into a female? I'm not gay either.

When I shook my head and denied the relationship with my childhood friend, Mom laughed insidiously and opened her mouth.

"There is no such thing as a simple 'friend' relationship between a man and a woman, you know?"

"That remains to be seen. That bastard and I will be different."

"Hmm... Well, would I, who lived over 40 years, know better, or would you, who are only in your early 20s, know better?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Mom pointed at my friend who was still stuck in the corner dazed and continued speaking.

"I don't know about other things, but in my experience, there wasn't a single person who said 'I won't be like that.' and wasn't like that. In Mom's view, it seems you will also become one of them."

"I'll remain as the only flaw in that experience, Mom."

"Yeah, try struggling hard. In this Mom's view, it seems already too late though, fufu..."

Mom, smiling meaningfully, stood up from her seat and started brushing off her clothes.

"Oh, are you leaving?"

"I have to go, would I heal with an uncomfortable heart when my son is urging me to go so much? And."

Mom showed me the Talk from Dad and sighed.

"He says come quickly and give him food, says he's dying of hunger so I should go quickly and cook for him."

"Dad is still the same as ever."

"Right? He's still robust down there too."

"Ah, Mom stop."

I'm really not curious about that at all.

When I got angry and frowned, Mom giggled as if finding it fun and waved her hand.

"I'll come to play again soon, you have to broadcast in front of Mom then?"

"Even if tail fur gets into my eyes, that won't happen so don't expect it."

"Fufu, saying that makes me look forward to it more? Then Mom will get going now! Thanks for today, Son."

"Don't mention it. But please don't come next time, really thought I was dying of exhaustion."

"I'll definitely come next time!"

"I said don't come!"

Mom left teasing me until the end, and when Mom left, the dazed friend bastard regained his senses and suddenly cast bullshit.

"Oh, when did Mother-in-law leave?"

"Who's your Mother-in-law, you retard!"

Hearing the guy's bullshit, I swung the frying pan without hesitation this time too.

Clang!!!!!

[Streamer died? Why hasn't she been seen for over four days without notice?]

[Should row when the water comes in, why drown when the water comes in fuck, come quickly streamer bitch...]

[Ah lol she sucked money sweetly as a Dullahan all this time lol now she's gonna rest lololol]

[Speaking coldly, she didn't suck money sweetly. She's a crazy bitch who refunds 100k if she doesn't like it.]

[Isn't she fucking busy? I tried to apply for a commission recently but they said there are no slots. Heard there are like fifteen people waiting in front of me?]

[Ah, she was busy with her main job, then I admit it.]

[What admit, retard. Should come out quickly and show us her vulgar baby feeders.]

[Can't endure I-cup baby feeders... fr...]

"Was planning to turn it on today anyway, you abnormal fetishist bastards."

Is it because I skipped broadcasting for a few days without saying anything?

The viewers' outcry asking to turn on the broadcast reached its peak, and some viewers were even revealing madness.

What is my broadcast that they are so obsessed like this?

Is drawing abnormal fetish pics every day and discussing abnormal fetishes that fun?

Truly incomprehensible people. Well, how can a normal sexual desire holder understand an abnormal fetishist?

It is late evening now, not the usual broadcast time, daytime.

It didn't seem like many viewers would gather, but since I needed to calm down the burning them once.

I started preparing for the broadcast.

Microphone and cam settings that feel like I'm doing after a really long time.

When I set the cam so the I-cup super giant milk jugs were visible well and finished setting the microphone too, the childhood friend bastard who woke up from fainting spoke to me with a questioning voice.

"What, broadcasting? You didn't broadcast at all at this time usually."

"Simple whim. And gotta earn Vitality quickly, bastard. I don't want to be dragged to the lab."

"Geez, leaving such an efficient Vitality injector alone and doing internet broadcasting or whatever. If you smash it just once with me, Vitality will..."

"Shut up, bastard. Going to start broadcasting now so stay stuck in the room."

I kicked the friend bastard talking nonsense into the room, and pressed the broadcast start button immediately.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

Viewers flocking in rapidly as seconds pass.

Whether the abnormal fetish confession video uploaded by the Succubus editor drew considerable aggro, quite a few viewers I hadn't seen before entered.

Looking at the viewers who came twice as many even though it wasn't the original broadcast time, I greeted them with a gentle voice as if bewitching them.

"Long time no see, everyone. Have you been well while I was gone?"

Voice containing Gumiho's unique slyness.

I tried to appease the unannounced break by bewitching viewers with this, but the viewers' reaction was cold as ever.

No, to be precise, the reaction was split in half like half-half chicken. Between the reaction of viewers who have been watching my broadcast continuously, and the reaction of viewers who flowed in watching Ratube.

Viewers who flowed in via Ratube naturally.

[Came after watching Ratube, what's with the voice? Thought my ears were melting, Heueung...]

[Sister... Can you greet just one more time? I think I can spend Happy Time just with the voice...]

[Those bastards during confession were crazy guys lol making such a girl-next-door-like streamer this angry, the answer comes out lol]

[Ratube was edited fucking maliciously, this person is an abnormal fetishist? Does that make sense?]

[But your heart is really broad... Seems broader than the Pacific Ocean...]

Gave chats close to headpats (nade-nade) enough to say 'This is healing, hope version'.

In contrast, the viewer bastards who have been watching my broadcast continuously.

[Look at her acting like a graceful lady because inflow came;; Won't be fooled, streamer... Say Fox Beastkin Dog-Sex immediately like usual!]

[Don't be fooled, inflow! The streamer is the incarnation of true abnormal fetish! Abandon hope that the streamer might be a normal person! Assa (Newbie)!!!]

[By the way, seeing after a long time, milk jugs are fucking sturdy... Did they get bigger perhaps?]

[Look at that fucking bitch inciting? She needs to get hit hard by backlash once to come to her senses.]

[So what are you drawing today? Bestiality? Insect? Tentacle? Furry? These seem too major these days... Since it came to this, how about vore?]

Criticized me saying do as usual, as if my acting was ridiculous.

The chat window burning fiercely due to unintentionally dividing viewers.

Thinking the fire would grow uncontrollably if left like this, I sighed and shot a water cannon at the fire.

"No fuck, turned on the broadcast with effort, why are you guys split in half fighting."

Making a circle with the thumb and index finger of the left hand, and moving the thumb of the right hand back and forth through that circle.

"Just don't fight and have sex, bastards."

I subdued the fire with a simple method.