Living in a Room Becomes Easier When You’re Handsome - Chapter 66

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What’s wrong with her now

 

A young CEO in her twenties who sells world-renowned cosmetics that everyone would recognize.

 

How could she consistently watch male broadcaster Hakko’s streams for three years.

 

If someone were to ask that question, Ttaranta would answer like this.

 

‘Just because.’

 

It just happened that way somehow.

 

To be honest, she needed an emotional trash can.

 

Born into wealth, the pressure that she had to do something.

 

Various stresses and depression, among other things.

 

Before she could even recognize where it erupted from, it had grown uncontrollably large.

 

It could be seen as the result of struggling not to be consumed by gloomy emotions like the deep night ocean.

 

Mungi was like a log she had grabbed onto by pure chance while struggling like that.

 

Of course, looking around, there were probably very large sailing ships and decent cruise ships too.

 

But for Ttaranta, who suffered from severe depression, only the log right in front of her eyes came into view.

 

A chat room that could barely maintain double digits only when she joined.

 

Chat messages that came up so seriously infrequently, a broadcast so quiet you’d wonder if anyone was actually watching.

 

“…”

 

Sometimes saying nothing at all.

 

“Let’s just play games to death today until my stubbornness breaks… no oxygen included, definitely going to see the ending.”

 

Sometimes spouting ridiculous nonsense while playing games silently for over 20 hours.

 

That broadcast that made you really wonder why he was even broadcasting.

 

‘…It’s comfortable.’

 

Ironically, it gave Ttaranta tremendous peace of mind.

 

Broadcasting at similar times every day, doing similar things too.

 

That repetitive appearance gave her mental stability.

 

Then one day.

 

– Can I get some advice on my problems?

 

During the dawn hours.

 

On a day when the current viewer count was 1, meaning only herself.

 

Ttaranta decided to bring up the problems she was having.

 

“Ah, what… advice on problems, first listen without misunderstanding. I’m in my early twenties, you know? Just discharged from the military… my only qualification is a driver’s license… how can someone like this give advice.”

 

She immediately heard a cold rejection.

 

But.

 

“I can’t give advice, just write it out long and rambling, things you usually want to say… stuff you need to pour out… I can’t give advice, but I can listen… it’d be better if you did it through donations… but that seems too much like I’m leading you on, so just chatting is fine too…”

 

The words that followed made Ttaranta laugh for the first time in a very long while.

 

And then Ttaranta poured out all the worries she had been carrying.

 

– My family all seems crazy because of money, jealous of each other, saying things

 

– My parents actually think it’s competition when they see that kind of thing…

 

– When I go to social gatherings, everyone only brags about themselves, secretly thinking about how much money other families have

 

– From studying abroad to transferring schools, they kept moving me around saying it was for good school districts, so I had no friends

 

– So at some point I started getting depressed and this

 

– …

 

One person’s depressed emotions filled the entire chat room.

 

When she came to her senses, Ttaranta felt her fingers aching.

 

A whole page, no, really filling the entire chat room with her own story.

 

Even while that story was unfolding, Mungi was.

 

“I see…, ah what’s this, why isn’t this working again, did I not connect the wire? I didn’t? The toilet’s backing up… ah, what’s wrong with this game.”

 

Really as if it was nothing at all.

 

He just lightly brushed off that concern and showed himself focusing on the game.

 

Really nonchalantly, an attitude of lightly brushing off someone else’s worries.

 

Funny enough, Ttaranta felt a really great sense of stability from that attitude.

 

The problem that I felt was extremely big and serious.

 

From someone else’s perspective, it might not be a big deal, so maybe I could think of it that way too.

 

I’m just thinking about it too seriously.

 

I can shake it off lightly like that too.

 

The winning mentality that had been strengthened based on excellent grades from long ago.

 

Once again brought stability to Ttaranta’s heart.

 

From this point on, Ttaranta thought about what she could do and how she should grow.

 

After a year of contemplation, she started a cosmetics-related business, firmly captured the 10-20 age group and recorded explosive growth.

 

Now she has been reborn as the CEO of 【Elberin】, which supplies cosmetics worldwide.

 

The funniest thing about this process is.

 

‘Mungi, this damn bastard doesn’t remember this incident at all.’

 

This guy had forgotten that I consulted him about my worries.

 

Of course that’s good because it’s so like Mungi, but Ttaranta thought it was annoying.

 

Actually, there were several times she wanted to give him practical help.

 

But every time that happened.

 

“Ah, I can’t… make ends meet, wait let me go work part-time. I’ll probably be off streaming for a month or two.”

 

Mungi would just shut his mouth without saying anything, end his stream with those words and disappear.

 

That’s how it built up for 3 years.

 

So Ttaranta felt confident that she could get closest to Mungi both in terms of broadcasting and in reality.

 

However, at some point.

 

‘No, why are there so many women around him? This is getting pretty serious? I don’t like it either.’

 

Exactly from the moment Mungi turned on his camera, his stock price started rising like crazy.

 

Ttaranta didn’t like that entire process.

 

I liked him and had feelings for him even before he showed his appearance.

 

Why are there so many people clinging to him now that he turned on his camera and has a good physique.

 

So she made some pretty aggressive approaches too.

 

Clothes and perfume, all from luxury lines, perfectly coordinated from top to bottom and sent to him.

 

She wondered if this would be enough to show her affection.

 

> Wow Game Teacher thx

 

Mungi recognized her as Game Teacher.

 

Does this even make sense? How can a person be this pure? Did he get his brain wiped?

 

Still, Ttaranta held back.

 

Rather than forcing a meeting, she wanted it to happen later, much later.

 

Because she wanted a moment that would feel like a chance encounter.

 

-“You seem like you’d like me?”

 

That is, if it weren’t for episode 8 of 【Love Code】, where the woman Catfish Yoo Na-kyung made such a direct move on Mungi.

 

This was the first time Ttaranta felt like her position(?) was being threatened.

 

Ttaranta had absolutely no intention of just letting that feeling slide.

 

‘No one else can do that.’

 

I liked him first, and we’ve had the most emotional exchanges.

 

How dare she approach him like that after just briefly meeting on a dating program.

 

So she immediately called Mungi to her company.

 

He had become famous after all, and was causing a sensation among people in their teens and twenties.

 

It was even determined that his influence was reaching people in their thirties and forties.

 

It wasn’t a reckless summons, and she thought the excuse for calling him was perfect.

 

Right now, at this moment, Ttaranta, no.

 

“I’m Yoon Da-on, CEO of Elberin.”

 

Yoon Da-on smiled brightly at Mungi.

 

‘I can’t tell him I’m Ttaranta.’

 

Because that could break our current relationship.

 

What Yoon Da-on wanted was to keep the relationships of Yoon Da-on – Yoo Jeong-moon and Ttaranta – Mungi separate.

 

This way, she could contact him twice as much and build twice the emotional connection, couldn’t she?

 

This plan could truly be seen as coming from a very Ttaranta-like way of thinking.

 

++++++

 

‘It’s that person from back then.’

 

She was wearing sunglasses so he wasn’t sure, but as soon as he heard her voice, he knew for certain.

 

‘It’s my fan who I met at G-Star.’

 

So my fan is someone who runs such a big company?

 

Who exactly is she, to think there was such an amazing Mungsuni.

 

‘This is unbelievable, someone like this watches my broadcast?’

 

It was a fact that was hard to believe.

 

But since it was the reality right before his eyes, it was already beyond the realm of understanding.

 

“I’m Mungi, broadcasting at Garden. My real name is Yoo Jeong-moon.”

 

“I understand. I’d like to comfortably call you Mr. Mungi, is that alright?”

 

“Yes, that’s fine. Actually, I’m more comfortable with that too.”

 

My first meeting with a company in my life.

 

Since I had absolutely no experience in this kind of thing, my lips felt parched.

 

‘Usually Ttaranta would handle all of this for me.’

 

Come to think of it, why did this cosmetics company meeting require me to come in person no matter what?

 

Was it because they were such an impressive company? And when was the lawyer supposed to arrive?

 

While thinking about various things.

 

“Ah, as we mentioned in the email, the product we’d like Mr. Mungi to model for is our men’s beauty brand…”

 

I participated in the meeting as enthusiastically as possible.

 

Honestly, there were many difficult terms and several moments I couldn’t understand.

 

But each time, I asked questions without hesitation and continued to actively engage in conversations about advertising modeling.

 

Normally, places like MCNs would handle all these issues.

 

But since Ttaranta had been taking care of things for me until now, I was honestly quite nervous.

 

But I strongly felt that I was growing that much.

 

Something about having these conversations with various people was developing my social skills more.

 

Anyway.

 

“So, regarding the contract… you said you have a separate lawyer, right?”

 

“Ah, yes, that’s correct.”

 

The fairly lengthy meeting was now approaching its end.

 

Now, for the final contract-related part, I waited for lawyer Park Cheol-hyeon.

 

The very person who had helped me in various areas, starting with my malicious comment issues.

 

With his help, I could be called invincible.

 

And really, about 5 minutes later.

 

“Hello.”

 

My lawyer appeared in the conference room where the meeting was taking place.

 

But.

 

‘Huh?’

 

I felt something strange about the lawyer.

 

So how should I express this?

 

‘A feeling like he was already here…? Like he had been waiting here already…’

 

Starting from the previous malicious comment incident.

 

It was somehow different from how he appeared when I briefly met him before.

 

Should I say it was an atmosphere as if he had been coming to work here from the beginning?

 

The message clearly said he had just arrived and came in a hurry.

 

For someone who came in a hurry, he looked extremely relaxed.

 

Moreover, the part that felt most strange was right before entering the conference room.

 

He had come in while having conversations with people.

 

‘Had the lawyer ever worked here before… I mean, here as part of the legal team?’

 

It could just be a simple misunderstanding.

 

It might just be wild speculation.

 

But the moment I found out that CEO Yoon Da-on, who’s right in front of me, is actually my female fan.

 

Countless possibilities flooded my mind.

 

‘Ttaranta introduced me to the lawyer… and Ttaranta showed strange reactions every time I mentioned Game Teacher…’

 

Come to think of it, how did the CEO know my exact location at G-Star to meet me?

 

The only person who would know my location first would be Ttaranta.

 

“…”

 

The lawyer sits next to me.

 

During the time when he’s having contract-related discussions with CEO Yoon Da-on.

 

My brain starts spinning endlessly.

 

Why did Ttaranta, who handled everything else for me, specifically tell me to meet in person only for this cosmetics advertisement?

 

Why does the lawyer seem so familiar with this space, and why is he conversing so comfortably with the CEO?

 

The small sense of dissonance grows bigger and bigger.

 

Click-click-click-click-click.

 

I hear the sound of puzzle pieces fitting together in my subconscious.

 

The curiosity that started as pure question marks begins to grow gradually.

 

Finally.

 

Completely out of nowhere.

 

While the CEO and lawyer are reviewing contract details with each other.

 

“…Ttaranta?”

 

It slips out.

 

Just a casual bait thrown out.

 

A word thrown into thin air that no one might react to.

 

“Uh, huh? Uh, ah, eh?”

 

CEO Yoon Da-on reacted.

 

And very flustered at that, with an expression like a magical girl whose transformation suddenly got undone.

 

The moment I saw that, I was certain.

 

“Ah, no. I just remembered something for a moment.”

 

Since I couldn’t exactly say ‘You’re Ttaranta!’ in the conference room.

 

I immediately lowered my phone under the table and moved my thumb.

 

< It’s you

 

< Ttaranta

 

Two short and concise messages sent.

 

And simultaneously ringing.

 

Buzz, buzz.

 

The sound of CEO Yoon Da-on’s message notification.

 

This had to be 100% certain.

 

Of course, neither I nor CEO Yoon Da-on did anything more than that.

 

We briefly made eye contact, tacitly confirming that we recognized each other.

 

And as soon as the contract ended, we left as if nothing had happened.

 

However.

 

> How did you know

 

< I guessed

 

> ㅡㅡ

 

> Didn’t you say you were Game Teacher?

 

< That’s why I said I guessed

 

The chat situation was different.

 

> Ha

 

> Then since I’m already caught, let me ask

 

< ?

 

> So what really happened with you, are you dating? Who did you end up with on Love Code?

 

Maybe it was because the weekly episodes were frustrating to wait for.

 

Ttaranta asked me for detailed information about 【Love Code】.

 

And my answer was.

 

< Please look forward to next week

 

Already decided.

 

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A week had passed since I found out that CEO Yoon Da-on was Ttaranta.

 

Our relationship didn’t change much just because we knew each other’s real identities.

 

If I had to mention what changed, it was that I now knew Ttaranta wasn’t Game Teacher.

 

Everything else was pretty much the same.

 

Ttaranta still acted as my capable Unpaid Manager.

 

And I continued to ask if she needed payment while sending gift cards as usual.

 

And finally.

 

“Well, if we watch this week and next week, it’ll be over?”

 

It was time for 【Love Code】 episodes 9 and 10 to be uploaded on Netflix.

 

– Ttaranta† If you confess you’re dating now, I’ll forgive you

 

– I agree with this

 

– Mungi, I really can’t forgive dating

 

– You’re supposed to stay by our side forever

 

– I should be the one dating Mungi first lol

 

– He’s mine Mung-ppo *3*

 

– Deep Mung Kiss =3=

 

– Deep Mung Kiss “3”~

 

– Mung ball :3

 

– I’m just Mungi’s lol /This viewer has been banned

 

The first thing visible on screen was.

 

“Then I’ll ask Mungi oppa a question. How was it when you went on a date with me?”

 

Yoo Na-kyung asking me a direct question during the truth game.

 

“It was good. But is this really a truth game question? I feel like the answer would be the same no matter when you ask.”

 

I skillfully deflected it.

 

And at the same time.

 

> Hey

 

> You’re not really backstabbing me, right? ㅡㅡ

 

> And I have something to say to you as a broadcaster and manager

 

> Let’s meet later

 

> Let’s meet after Love Code finishes airing the week after next

 

> Got it?

 

An urgent message flew in from Ttaranta.

 

Why is she acting like this again.

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