Chapter 21…
Kim Bboong-tta was the happiest person in the world at that moment.
It wasn’t just that he’d been given a chance to do a collab interview—he had actually been asked to sit beside and do the interview together.
“Wait, what? This can’t be real. Seriously?”
Even after reading the email over and over, he couldn’t believe it.
He had slammed his desk in excitement so many times after seeing it that his hands still stung.
That pain was the only proof that this wasn’t a dream.
“I mean, come on. Why am I this happy about doing a collab with a rookie streamer who just started streaming?”
He tried to deny reality, but the truth was that Kim Bboong-tta was already captivated by Lee Ji-han.
That insane skill and physical ability.
Sharp brain and decision-making, too.
If he trained him as a Zerg player, Ji-han could definitely succeed beyond pro level. No—forget Zerg. Multiple FPS titles were already calling for him.
It was the desire to nurture a disciple.
As a Zerg streamer, as an FPS specialist streamer.
He wanted to launch a special “BboongSart training course,” bring Ji-han in, and raise him into a perfect special forces soldier fit to his liking.
“If I just teach him a bit of technique, he’ll skyrocket… haaah.”
But Kim Bboong-tta had to calm himself.
He had to do well in this collab first. Then another. And another.
If things went well, he could even be chosen as a special judge again.
“If I pull this off, maybe even the big servers will be possible.”
Kim Bboong-tta scratched his head while looking at the IRL stream on his screen.
Big servers.
That wasn’t an official name, but what streamers called “large-server content.”
Multiplayer games where servers were hosted to create big collaborative content.
Streamers would build chemistry, work together toward one goal, and see it through until the end.
It was, in every sense, a grand festival.
Small streamers got exposure and new viewers.
Big-name streamers broke out of their stagnation.
One of Pretzel’s few true festival seasons was approaching.
And this wasn’t just speculation—he already knew people preparing a big server project.
“Alright then. Yeah, I’ll take him as my kid this time.”
Kim Bboong-tta’s eyes hardened, as though he had made a decision.
He believed Ji-han’s potential was enormous.
His pure-hearted personality and deep empathy could heal even the most troublesome players.
And between them, incredible chemistry was bound to spark.
“First things first, though. I need to do well in the judging.”
That was the first step.
Kim Bboong-tta turned his gaze back to Ji-han’s IRL stream.
So-called “whales” or “chairmen.”
From crypto millionaires to business owners.
There were many wealthy backers, but very few revealed their identities publicly.
And among those who did, “Tteu-nam” was the most influential.
He ran a capsule specialty store and was known for supporting countless small streamers with his capsules and banners in a spirit of mutual aid.
And Ji-han was now at the headquarters of Tteu-nam’s biggest store.
“Wow.”
He walked a little awkwardly, a knee brace strapped tightly over his sweatpants.
But Ji-han didn’t look awkward—his innocent eyes scanning the space made him seem natural.
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Is this Ji-han’s first time here?]
[Why is he so cute lololol]
[Tteu-nam’s place is huge. I bought mine here too]
[So he’s getting a referral code? Maybe a banner?]
[Is this Ji-han’s first sponsorship, or just a purchase?]
[Lol have you ever seen Tteu-nam sell to a streamer? It’s always free at first]
Chat was on fire.
“Pretty amazing, isn’t it?”
“Oh—yes, Tteu-nam. It’s incredible.”
A voice came from off-camera.
One of the few big sponsors who showed his face in real life.
But on streams, he always stayed off-camera, saying it was the streamer’s show.
[Wow, Tteu-nam’s voice tho;]
[‘Tteu-seong’ incoming]
[Means Tteu-nam’s voice = Tteu-seong haha]
[Lolol Tteu-nam stans, chill. This is Ji-han’s stream.]
His smooth, kind, low baritone voice delighted the viewers.
“I saw you were preparing for a collab. I watched your stream while waiting.”
“Oh, thank you. Yes.”
Ji-han scratched his head nervously but looked into the camera with determined eyes.
Maybe it was Suho’s perfect camera angle, maybe it was Ji-han’s natural glow—but it looked like a movie scene.
“As a pro model, I’ll recommend the best ones. Manager Suho should have given you the details.”
“Yes, I heard everything on the way. I also checked the email.”
“Think of it as a sponsorship. You’ll use our capsules, have a referral code, mention us sometimes, maybe a banner.”
Ji-han understood. He agreed.
But still—
“Wait, but is it really okay to give them to me for free?”
Instead of thinking of himself, Ji-han worried about Tteu-nam’s finances.
[Lol our streamer is so pure]
[LMAO he’s worried about Tteu-nam??]
[I can’t with this kid; Suho, protect him from being snatched up by others]
[He’d follow anyone who gave him free food]
[So is this… actually free food? lol]
Tteu-nam was a little taken aback by Ji-han’s genuinely worried face.
It wasn’t just polite refusal—it was true concern.
He couldn’t help but chuckle.
“No need to worry. It’s mutual benefit. I sponsor streamers, and they bring in customers for us.”
His gentle, reassuring tone seemed to ease Ji-han, who nodded with shifting expressions.
“Alright then, let me explain the models. Starting with this lineup—minimizing brain load while maximizing sync ratio…”
[Oh no, it’s happening]
[Stop Tteu-nam before it’s too late]
[Lol the stream’s doomed]
[Tteu-nam is great, but why does he always turn it into a seminar lol]
And so began Tteu-nam’s infamous capsule lecture.
For nearly three hours, despite countless donations begging him to stop, Ji-han was sucked into the lecture.
This was Ji-han’s hyperfocus syndrome.
When he locked onto something, he couldn’t pull away.
Seeing someone listen so earnestly made Tteu-nam happier.
The lecture turned into a chaotic collaboration, a long ramble of tangents—nicknamed “Tteu-ggomu” (Tteu-nam’s endless tales).
Yet, around 1,500 viewers stayed.
Even through the boring lecture, they endured just to watch Ji-han’s face.
“These 1,500 deserve to be called Ji-han’s fandom. If they can survive this, they’ll survive anything.”
Suho chuckled at the chat.
When Ji-han gamed, his viewership spiked to 4,000+, but that wasn’t the key.
The most important thing was the “concrete layer”—the loyal base that supported him no matter what.
These 1,500 would be that foundation.
[Oh, it’s over?]
[Lol I slept so well]
[Got yelled at at work for dozing off]
[I got scolded by the newbie at my job lol]
They even turned the ordeal into fun among themselves.
But that was dangerous.
If viewers played among themselves too much, the streamer’s influence weakened.
Toxic fan groups could form this way.
Suho knew he was worrying a little too much—but he also knew Ji-han needed to be aware of it.
Another item added to his manager feedback list.
“Did you guys enjoy it? Tteu-nam explained everything so well.”
But his worries were unfounded.
Ji-han smiled innocently into the camera, and instantly—
[Lol nope, we didn’t listen, just stared at your face]
[That lecture’s basically a sleep stream]
[Lmao can’t believe he actually listened to all of it]
[Ji-han, just keep smiling. That’s the best content]
[Where’s the cross-dress penalty? My heart’s pounding lol]
In a flash, all attention returned to Ji-han.
His viewers weren’t just fooling around—they were trained by Ji-han’s indifference.
When he gamed, he ignored donos and backseat advice.
So the chat naturally learned to amuse themselves while craving his attention.
That dynamic was training them into loyal followers.
“Still, I really enjoyed your explanation, Tteu-nam. Everyone, come hear it for yourself—the history, the specs. Thank you.”
That one sincere acknowledgment made their hearts flutter.
[Lol new Tteu-nam lecture series?]
[Nope, never listening again]
[Though the specs part was kinda helpful. Thinking of switching to pro model.]
[Wait, are you a streamer too if you’re buying pro model?]
Even Tteu-nam was moved.
He didn’t care if most ignored him—this was his work.
Seeing Ji-han’s sincerity turned his lecture into something meaningful, almost content-like.
He scratched his head, eyes glistening.
“Please come again next time, Ji-han.”
His trembling voice turned chat into chaos.
[Wait, is Tteu-nam tearing up??]
[How miserable must he have been lol]
[The ant-harvester turned human again lol]
[Ji-han’s basically a saint at this point]
Tteu-nam’s emotions, Ji-han’s warm smile—it was a wholesome day, light on drama but rich in dopamine.
“That’s it for today. Once the new capsule arrives and is installed, we’ll hold the interview stream with our special judge.”
[Good stream]
[Wow, that was satisfying]
[‘Jibaji-ba’]
[Don’t you mean ‘Jibara’?]
[Typo correction fight lol]
Viewers eagerly awaited the next hit of dopamine.
[Wait, interview stream?]
[Lol the best part’s still coming]
[All you suckers who left are regretting it now]
[Please post a notice, are you taking days off until then?]
“Yes, I’ll post an announcement. About the collab too.”
And so, with his viewers happy, Ji-han’s soft smile glowing on screen—
Ji-han’s first IRL stream ended in success.
