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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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She wasn’t just being polite.
In-ho looked genuinely handsome with his freshly cut hair.
Perhaps it was because we had been on opposite sides of the salon, but I was completely taken aback when I saw him at the counter.
For a moment, I didn’t even recognize him.
A man’s transformation could be just as dramatic as a woman’s.
I wasn’t so sure about my own makeover.
In-ho said it looked good, but…
It felt like a polite compliment.
The stylists at the salon were much prettier than me. I felt a little self-conscious.
We took the elevator down to the parking garage and got into his car.
His car was impressive, even from the outside.
When I asked him what kind of car it was, the name sounded familiar, like something I had heard in passing.
Even
I knew it was an expensive car.
Why was he being so nice to me?
Was he really interested in me, like his employee had suggested?
I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
During my workouts, before I went to sleep… In-ho was constantly on my mind.
Of course, he was on my mind. He had done so much for me.
“…Ga-ram.”
Huh?
“Ga-ram.”
I must have been lost in thought. He had called my name twice.
The Sunday afternoon traffic was heavy, the roads clogged with people enjoying their weekend.
Even In-ho’s expensive car was crawling along at a snail’s pace.
“Yes? What is it?”
“What were you thinking about so intently?”
He asked, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
He was looking straight ahead.
His face was still round, but the puffiness had gone down considerably, thanks to the diet and exercise.
He would look even better once he lost more weight…
“I was thinking about what exercises we should do on Monday,” I replied, still somewhat lost in my own thoughts.
He chuckled.
“Take a look at this.”
The traffic light turned red, and the car came to a stop.
He handed me his phone.
“What is this?”
His playlist?
It was a YouTube playlist with four videos.
“Just watch.”
I clicked on the first video.
[Woohoo! Welcome to PepeTV, my dudes!]
A man in a bizarre costume yelled at the camera.
“Huh?”
[Today’s challenge! Chugging ten 1.5L bottles of cola without stopping!]
He proceeded to shove a cola bottle into his mouth and chug, as if he were filling a water cooler.
The cola fizzed and overflowed, some of it even coming back up, but he persevered, finishing all ten bottles.
He then let out a series of loud, gurgling burps.
“In-ho-nim? What… is this?”
Was this what he meant by internet streaming?
Was he suggesting I do a challenge like that?
Maybe eat ten packs of chicken breast?
“Watch the next one.”
The second video.
[Hey, oppas! Your cute and bubbly Momo-chan is here with a bunny dance~]
A petite woman in a bunny onesie performed a cutesy dance.
I quickly closed the video.
Cute wasn’t my style.
The third video.
[Today, we’re going to learn some exercises to get rid of that belly fat. First, you’ll need our special protein powder…]
A blatant advertisement disguised as a fitness tutorial.
Did you watch them all?
My head was spinning.
What kind of stream did he have in mind?
I was completely confused.
“What… what kind of stream do you want me to do? Based on these videos, it seems like either dancing or fitness…?”
Was he suggesting I take my clothes off?
But I wasn’t particularly busty, and I couldn’t dance to save my life.
“We’re not going to do anything like that.”
He said smoothly as he made a right turn.
“What do you mean?”
“Something in between a fitness video and a typical female streamer’s content.”
The light turned red again, and the car stopped.
He turned to me, his expression serious.
“I don’t think you’re the… comedic type.”
He was right. Making people laugh was hard.
“What about fitness tips?”
“Not very effective, in terms of effort versus reward. I’ve considered it as future content, but it’s not going to attract a lot of attention initially. The fitness streaming market is already saturated.”
“Especially YouTube,” he added.
The light turned green, and as we drove, he explained his understanding of current internet streaming trends—on OceaniaTV and YouTube.
He spoke with such authority. It was impressive.
Had he done his research?
“So, we’re going to use your daily workout routine as content. No editing required. We’ll upload the raw footage directly to YouTube.”
“Is that even possible? Don’t you need subtitles and stuff?”
“No. Our content is going to be… ‘Solitary Iron Pumping.’”
“Solitary Iron Pumping?”
Wasn’t all iron pumping solitary?
“You work out before and after the gym opens, right?”
“Yes.”
“That’s when you’ll stream.”
“And…?”
“That’s it. You just work out. Don’t react to the chat or donations. Just focus on your routine. We’ll set up the camera angles beforehand.”
“Will people even watch that?”
He seemed a little embarrassed by my question. He avoided my gaze and scratched his head.
“This is a bit awkward to say, but… you’ll need to wear some makeup when you stream.”
“Makeup? Why?”
“Streams of women working out are more popular than streams of men working out. And streams of pretty women working out are even more popular.”
Ah… I understood.
But… was I pretty?
“Am I pretty?”
He looked even more uncomfortable.
“You’re… charming.”
That didn’t sound like a compliment.
“So, I’m not pretty.”
“It’s… complicated. To be honest, you’re not as conventionally attractive as some of the female streamers. Lighting and makeup make a big difference.”
I knew that, but hearing him say it out loud stung.
“Don’t look so glum. I’m not saying you’re ugly. You’re charming. But you’re not… a glamorous celebrity.”
He seemed to sense my disappointment and quickly added,
“We’re going for a ‘sexy and healthy’ vibe…..We’ll discuss the details back at the gym.”
Vroom~
The traffic cleared, and the car picked up speed.
As we approached the gym, I asked him something that had been on my mind.
“In-ho-nim.”
“That idiot didn’t even signal… Yes?”
“We need to come up with a channel name, right?”
“Right. Do you have any ideas? I haven’t thought about that yet.”
“How about ‘Ga-ram’s Workout Channel’?”
“Rejected.”
Ouch.
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