Living in a Room Becomes Easier When You’re Handsome - Chapter 33

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Crack

 

“Go to a maid cafe…?”

 

“Yeah!”

 

At Lera’s words, I looked at the PD.

 

‘It’s a sponsored location anyway, so going quickly is no problem!’

 

As soon as I read the sentence quickly conveyed through lip movements.

 

“Alright, got it.”

 

I immediately got into a taxi.

 

“Where did you say the sponsorship was?”

 

“Ah, I’ll tell him. Driver, please take us to Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe.”

 

“…Huh, eh? Ah… uhh… hmm, are you folks YouTubers? Hehe.”

 

The driver skillfully entered the destination into his GPS.

 

And I barely suppressed the indescribable shame.

 

‘Are you insane?’

 

But how many people are actually watching?

 

That thought was brief.

 

[Current Viewers: 20,321]

 

“…?!”

 

An unbelievable viewer count entered my sight.

 

No way, even though we made a separate channel just for collaborations, 20,000 people are watching?

 

‘Is this Lera’s power?’

 

On top of that, this was content that guaranteed viewers’ dopamine by making them feel social embarrassment the most.

 

So the viewer count was coming out ridiculously high.

 

– Hahahahahahaha

 

– Is Lera keeping her mouth shut because she’s worried the taxi driver might be surprised?

 

– Well yeah, this would be too much of a culture shock for the driver

 

– In times like this, pretending to be a doll is the right move

 

– For real for real

 

– But Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe doesn’t usually do sponsorships easily, how did they break through

 

“Ah, we broke through with Mungi’s face. They said it would improve the maid cafe’s image…”

 

– G R E A T F A C E

 

– K I N G A W E S O M E G O D

 

– He really breaks through sponsorships with his face

 

– But at this level, the maid cafe members probably dressed up pretty intensely too

 

– Hahahahahahaha

 

– Hahahahaha, it should have been Lee Moong-ryong who went, not Munggi

 

– We could have seen him make the maids pay at the maid cafe damn

 

– What a shame, such a shame

 

While the PD was taking over chat communication for a moment to give me a break.

 

I slowly unfolded the phone number notes I had received earlier, one by one.

 

Since the camera wasn’t looking this way for a moment, there was no risk of personal information being exposed.

 

“No way, she actually wrote down her real phone number and sent it…? Along with her name… Wow.”

 

While I was quietly marveling like that.

 

“What, so are you really going to contact her? When I’m right here? No, is it even right to check another woman’s phone number in front of your girlfriend in the first place…?”

 

Lera’s incredulous words followed.

 

She had been acting like she would stay quiet, but apparently she couldn’t hold back from that action just now.

 

“It’s not like that, I just looked, out of courtesy… She gave it to me, so it would be a bit much to just throw it away carelessly. I should at least check it.”

 

“Ah… So what are you going to do with it now?”

 

“I’ll keep it in my wallet for now, then burn it or something so personal information doesn’t get exposed.”

 

“Keep it? You said keep it? That’s somehow… a word that really pokes at my heart?”

 

“Ah, not keep it, just hold onto it! Hold onto it! Like temporary protection.”

 

“Got it.”

 

After briefly exchanging WWE that felt like UFC inside the taxi.

 

“We’ve arrived.”

 

“Yes, thank you.”

 

The PD quickly finished the payment before I could even take out my card.

 

Then immediately guided me to the maid cafe.

 

“Wow, honey, I’m so excited! Let’s make lots of good memories there!”

 

Listening to Lera’s voice coming through vividly via the Bluetooth speaker.

 

“…Phew, entering the maid cafe now.”

 

– Let’s go

 

– You liked it when you got that phone number at Han River, didn’t you?

 

– This place is different, you bastard lol

 

– I’ll show you a pro’s stage I’ll show you a pro’s stage I’ll show you a pro’s stage I’ll show you a pro’s stage I’ll show you a pro’s stage I’ll show you a pro’s stage

 

– You’re going to be destroyed here

 

I slowly walked down under the sign that read ‘Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe’.

 

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Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe.

 

The owner of that place, Ji Yeon-su, was.

 

“There are no customers right now, right?”

 

“No.”

 

“No reservations either?”

 

“No, none.”

 

“Today’s normally a day without customers anyway, right? At this time?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then let’s not accept customers at the shop for a bit, about… an hour? Yeah, let’s open late by that much.”

 

She decided to temporarily clear out the entire shop.

 

Even when countless YouTubers had proposed collaborations, she had accepted their requests while keeping the business running.

 

But this case was an extremely special situation, so she had no choice but to do this.

 

‘This guy is seriously ridiculously good-looking.’

 

Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe basically doesn’t accept casting requests very often.

 

The reason is that even when YouTubers come, there’s no significant promotional effect.

 

Even if the view count comes out high, what people focus on is the YouTuber’s reaction.

 

It’s not about what level the Maid Cafe is at, or what the service is like.

 

Business is doing reasonably well right now, so they weren’t particularly desperate for YouTuber exposure.

 

But.

 

‘Today I should provide some welfare for our girls too.’

 

How should she describe the man who was coming now?

 

Walking welfare? The Maid Cafe’s goshujin-sama? That kind of feeling.

 

And if that guy mixed with other customers, incidents could happen.

 

‘I hope not, but… the possibility is too high, so as a fellow woman, I can’t help but imagine it.’

 

While Ji Yeon-su was having such thoughts.

 

Ding-a-ling.

 

“Ah, hello.”

 

‘That guy’ opened the door to Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe and entered.

 

“Ha.”

 

Ji Yeon-su let out a hollow laugh because it was so absurd.

 

These days, correction technology is so good that even during live broadcasts, corrections are applied.

 

Since this correction doesn’t discriminate between men and women, she honestly thought it would be a somewhat corrected face.

 

Of course, even accounting for that correction, she thought it was ridiculously good-looking.

 

‘What has arrived.’

 

A being with an unbelievable face and physique was walking toward them with an awkward smile.

 

Without exaggeration, she really thought he was shooting a pictorial. Just walking through the Shop, he had an atmosphere with model presence.

 

As for his clothes, whoever dressed him, you could clearly see a woman’s touch all over it.

 

‘Is it his girlfriend’s work? Or an ex-girlfriend? Who dressed him so luxuriously.’

 

Because of his outfit, the Tablet PC VTuber attached to his chest was naturally integrated.

 

“Wow, wooooooh…”

 

The maids in the Shop forgot their original duties and quietly watched the guy.

 

Then belatedly.

 

“Mungi has arrived.”

 

At the guy’s, no, Mungi’s words that completely broke the atmosphere.

 

“Oh, welcome! Master!”

 

The maids came to their senses and continued their greetings.

 

“Huh.”

 

Seeing that scene, Ji Yeon-su realized her judgment was correct.

 

‘Yeah, I knew this would happen.’

 

The concept of Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe is based on the principle of treating everyone equally and fairly sharing love with whoever comes.

 

Generally, the basic rule is one maid per customer, and in some cases, a maximum of 2-3 maids might attend to one customer.

 

But look at this mess right now.

 

‘I called only the prettiest girls from our maids… the ones who have some immunity to good looks.’

 

What’s the point of calling them? What good does it do to summon veteran maids, what use is it to call maid captains?

 

With just one face, 10 maids are fixated and staring intently at only one person.

 

Moreover.

 

“P-please sit here!”

 

“Here is… oh but I’m alone… no, with the PD… so two… no, including our honey makes three, is it okay to sit in a spacious spot?”

 

“Of course! You should sit in a spacious place so we can provide better service!”

 

They’re even doing things without being asked.

 

Watching this scene, Ji Yeon-su nodded as if she could relate.

 

Yeah, it must be fascinating.

 

‘I find it fascinating too.’

 

It’s so amazing that a guy who looks like that actually popped out into reality.

 

Moreover.

 

“Master! If you’re having trouble choosing from the menu, I’ll help you right here beside you!”

 

“Ah, uh, uhh… yes yes.”

 

In cat cafe terms, she’s like the cat chosen as the shop’s top beauty, but maintains a proud position of never sitting on customers’ laps.

 

Watching Yu-jeong, Love Me Love Me Maid Cafe’s top veteran, sitting right next to Mungi.

 

“…”

 

Ji Yeon-su resolved that next time if Mungi comes, she should just refuse the casting offer.

 

‘I shouldn’t accept him even as a regular customer.’

 

A maid cafe is basically a place where customers are called “master” and treated with respect.

 

But what do you do when a real master comes? It’s like bringing a real gun to a toy gun fight.

 

‘This is illegal.’

 

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The world doesn’t go according to one’s will.

 

This was, in a way, too obvious a truth.

 

But at least to some extent, you could make things flow the way you wanted.

 

You could roughly predict what results would come from what actions.

 

But.

 

‘What exactly am I looking at right now?’

 

Lera was shocked by a result she was experiencing for the first time in her life.

 

If a man with a tablet PC attached to his chest, communicating with a VTuber through it, came to a maid cafe.

 

Normally, generally, shouldn’t they ask things like ‘What is this? Who is this? What are you doing right now? Are you filming?’

 

But the questions Mungi was receiving right now weren’t like that.

 

“Master, do you work out?”

 

“I, I am.”

 

“Please speak casually, master. You can speak more firmly too.”

 

“I am…”

 

“Then what’s your name, master? Your broadcast nickname.”

 

“Mungi.”

 

“So you’re Master Mungi!”

 

Do you exercise, what’s your nickname.

 

“What’s your MBTI?”

 

“Ah, I’m the type who doesn’t believe in that stuff…”

 

“How cool!”

 

“…”

 

“Then what games do you play? Do you have any you’re confident in… ”

 

“Ah, for games I mainly played Factory, Survival Not Included, and Stardew Valley, recently I’ve been playing some Bad too… I’m thinking about Zeus 2 and Baldur’s Gate 3… and Seraphia and… there’s this amazing game called Deep Rock Galactic… oh, if you like card games, Slay the Spire is pretty good too? Anyway, I’m confident in those kinds of games.”

 

“Wow, Master Mungi is a complete expert! So cool!”

 

What’s your MBTI, what games do you play.

 

‘But wait, if you’re just going to say things like “cool,” “handsome,” “so sweet” no matter what I say, then why even ask?’

 

Just trying to somehow squeeze in one more word!

 

We haven’t even ordered yet!

 

And what bothered her most was.

 

“Excuse me, sorry. I’m his girlfriend right now?”

 

“Ah, you have a girlfriend! You were on a date! Sorry! I’ll show you the menu right away!”

 

The way they treated her.

 

Of course, it wasn’t that they were rude. They were very polite, and honestly, they couldn’t help but not know how to treat a tablet PC VTuber.

 

But how should she describe the current situation.

 

‘This is like those situations you see in dramas… when a girlfriend brings her boyfriend… and friends suddenly start putting on makeup and calling him oppa… trying to look good…’

 

Like bringing your boyfriend to an unfamiliar environment, and suddenly seeing flirtatious foxes wagging their tails?

 

Even Lera, who had no dating experience, could feel a sense of déjà vu about this situation.

 

This was just a woman’s intuition.

 

Actually, maybe intuition wasn’t even needed for this problem.

 

Because.

 

“Aren’t you sitting a bit too close?”

 

“Ah, sorry. Master Mungi seemed to be having trouble choosing from the menu…”

 

“My honey is 25 years old, you know? He can handle everything himself.”

 

“Oh, if Master Mungi is 25… that makes you oppa? Master Oppa?”

 

The girls were actively appealing from their side.

 

It was already annoying that they were all around Mungi since she was alone.

 

And they were all looking at Mungi with hearts in their eyes.

 

‘No… they’re just really treating me too much… too much like a character on screen?’

 

It’s true, but even if it’s true.

 

That’s not how it should be.

 

The main point of this content is that the person performing the punishment, meaning Mungi, should be feeling embarrassment.

 

Why doesn’t this feel like a punishment at all, and why is he genuinely being served by a maid!

 

Lera wanted to complain but couldn’t.

 

“Oh then Love-Filled Love Me Omurice and Happiness-Filled Happy Me Drink! Order received! Meow!”

 

“Master Mungi has chosen the set!”

 

“Waaaaaaah!”

 

The atmosphere had already become too Mungi-centered.

 

It wasn’t like Mungi was actively doing anything either.

 

Just.

 

Really simply.

 

“Before eating! I’ll teach you the spell!”

 

“A spell?”

 

“Yes, look at the food… no, this time specially! Look at me… make a heart shape with both hands, and shoot a Love Love Beam! I’ll shoot one with you! And then finally shoot a Love Love Beam at the omurice! Easy, right?”

 

“Understood. Love Love Beam!”

 

“Ah, what the heck, that’s really funny.”

 

Every time he opened his mouth, the girls would laugh, giggle, and try to stick close to him.

 

Sneakily touching his shoulder, it was no joke.

 

The only reason she could endure it was.

 

“…Honey, you know I only have you, right? This is a Maid Cafe so I can’t help it…”

 

“Yeah, yeah… I know.”

 

Because Mungi kept paying attention to her.

 

Her anger subsided just because he talked to her a few times while playing with other women.

 

Lera wondered if this was why bad boys were so popular.

 

No, she thought the key to bad boys wasn’t actually being bad.

 

‘He’s handsome but bad… his face makes up for it, but when I see his face I forgive him again…’

 

To the point where she thought that naive guy was being deceived by the maids.

 

Somehow the idea that Mungi was innocent naturally took root.

 

‘No, and why does she keep subtly touching Mungi’s hand? This won’t do. I need to establish some discipline.’

 

So Lera decided to take back control and opened her mouth.

 

“Honey! Since you got the omurice, you have to feed me too!”

 

When a VTuber in a Discord video call on a tablet PC asked to be fed.

 

Usually the person performing the punishment should feel tremendous embarrassment here.

 

Actually.

 

“Oh, ah right, you were hungry? Should we do that?”

 

Mungi hung his head low and scooped up a spoonful, slowly and laboriously bringing it toward the tablet PC.

 

Up to this point it was fine. Honestly, isn’t this what they do these things to see?

 

But.

 

“Oh! Then shall I feed Master Mungi? Like feeding each other?”

 

The maid who had been stealing Lera’s attention from Mungi’s side.

 

“Like I’m feeding you instead!”

 

started practicing services that weren’t even requested.

 

At first glance it seemed like consideration, and I actually thought this might be embarrassing for Mungi.

 

‘But when they put Mungi’s face in there…’

 

The maid’s ulterior motives felt too intense.

 

But it would be awkward to refuse here, so.

 

“Pl, please do!”

 

“Then shall I feed Master Mungi? Here comes the love omelet rice, ahh~”

 

“Ah, ahh…”

 

Chomp.

 

“Master Mungi eats so well! Our goshujin-sama is the best!”

 

Lera was.

 

“…”

 

forced to watch her boyfriend on a date right in front of her receiving “ahh~” from another woman.

 

‘Why do I have to enjoy a date from the losing heroine’s perspective.’

 

As if to prove that the decision to go to the Maid Cafe was the worst choice.

 

“Master Mungi! You have to take a cheki before you leave!”

 

“A cheki?”

 

“A photo! A photo! We need to make memories!”

 

“Ah, ahh… Yes, yes.”

 

Hollowly from the Tablet PC on her chest.

 

Mungi started with group photos with the maids and then individual photos.

 

She could only helplessly watch as they were intimately captured on Polaroid.

 

That day.

 

Grind.

 

For the first time in her life, Lera clenched her molars.

 

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After enjoying everything there was to enjoy at the Maid Cafe.

 

“Then please come again next time, Master Mungi!”

 

“Goshujin-sama! We’ll be waiting, so you must come!”

 

“It’s so sad that you don’t use Instagram, if you start please tell us your ID!”

 

“I bookmarked your Broadcast Room!”

 

“Th, thank you. Take care.”

 

I hurriedly escaped from the Maid Cafe.

 

‘Wow, that was so draining?’

 

Especially when they said I had to enthusiastically cheer for their dancing.

 

I thought I was going to die trying to follow cheering methods I’d never done before.

 

No, just.

 

Just having so many people around was completely draining my energy.

 

‘There are too many people… the negative energy, there’s too much negative energy overflowing.’

 

Still, the reason I could endure it even though it was tough was.

 

– Damn bastard

 

– Crazy bastard

 

– Why are you the only one getting that kind of service? Why are you the only one getting that kind of service? Why are you the only one getting that kind of service? Why are you the only one getting that kind of service? Why are you the only one getting that kind of service?

 

– I just witnessed the expression a maid makes when she truly loves her master

 

– I just saw the look in a woman’s eyes when she decides to love a man after looking at his face

 

– So this is what it looks like to see a woman’s bright face that I’ve never seen once in my life

 

– Mungi < This bastard has become absolutely unforgivable

 

– Why are you getting hit on when you have a VTuber on your chest

 

– Do you even know this is supposed to be a punishment?

 

– Please feel some shame ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ Please be embarrassed ㅠㅠㅠㅠ You can’t do anything ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

 

– Why is this person coming out after getting pampered by the maids instead of it being a punishment?

 

– If there wasn’t a camera he really would have gotten their phone numbers too

 

– Asking for Instagram from the start is pretty obvious anyway lol

 

Because the chat room reactions were good.

 

The viewer count was also ridiculous.

 

‘25,000 people…?’

 

This many people watching a visual radio show, and a collaboration at that?

 

But I kind of knew to some extent.

 

‘Even with really not-so-famous people, it usually gets around 15,000 viewers.’

 

When Lera joins, 10,000 people just get added on top of that.

 

Is this the power of collaboration?

 

‘But since I know this won’t actually bring viewers to my broadcast, I don’t feel much about it.’

 

That thought was only momentary though.

 

“Really… really, now we need to go somewhere where it can be just the two of us!”

 

Lera seemed to have made some big decision.

 

“Let’s go to a fortune teller’s shop! Fortune teller! We’re going to check our compatibility! After the fortune teller’s shop… let’s go eat! Let’s eat!”

 

She said let’s check our compatibility.

 

“Sure, then.”

 

I obediently followed along.

 

Usually collaboration content itself runs for about 3 hours.

 

‘So now if we get our fortune told and eat, it’ll probably be over.’

 

The schedule is so clean, is this what a major corporation is like?

 

I’m really learning a lot from Lera.

 

How does she come up with the next thing so quickly even when the schedule changes?

 

You could really see her broadcasting experience.

 

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At the same time.

 

“…Wow, wait, he’s so ridiculously handsome?”

 

Someone from a major corporation watching Mungi’s Hanbeode broadcast.

 

“Can we recruit this person? No, I think we absolutely have to recruit him, even if we have to pay travel expenses…?”

 

He picked up his phone and called someone.

 

“Hey, you know that… thing we arranged for Bora’s blind date, the guy’s side… isn’t there a spot open? No, even if there isn’t, I think we need to urgently create one”

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