## Chapter 3 – Bait (1)
I came back home. My mother, who still didn’t know I had been sued by those bitches, greeted me happily.
For a moment, I almost burst into tears, but I didn’t show any emotion and simply greeted her normally before going into my room. I even said I had a stomachache and would skip dinner, adding that I’d go to bed right away.
No one should realize that I’ve returned to the past. Until my revenge is complete, it’s a secret, even from my family.
As soon as I entered my room, I saw the stone I had been clutching until my death placed on my bed.
The two horns protruding from the stone like antennae had merged into one.
It was easy to guess what that meant, but…
It doesn’t matter.
I didn’t need a second chance. I knew exactly what I had to do from now on.
I turned on the computer and went to the internet broadcasting website. I went to the live broadcast section and clicked the “most popular” button. Then, I scrolled down for a long time. I found a VTuber who was even more of a nobody than the other no-name VTubers.
Only about ten viewers. The broadcast time was long, and the results were dismal, which seemed unfitting for someone who had been broadcasting for a long time. Perhaps that’s why the broadcaster greeted me with such exaggerated enthusiasm.
“Aaaah! Welcome, m…ma…. Ah, anyway, welcome!”
-Why is the streamer like that?
-The streamer is an idiot and can’t read English.
I was about to type what I had to say and leave the broadcast, but I stopped for a moment.
It was because of the VTuber’s appearance. Everywhere you looked, she was huge and voluptuous. Her chest, her butt.
It seemed I wasn’t the only one who felt that way; the atmosphere in the chat was similar.
-Mommy… that baby isn’t a baby. Only give attention to good baby jjang.
Similar comments exploded above and below a viewer’s chat, with a symbol indicating they were a subscriber to the channel.
-Mommy… a new baby jjang has finally arrived.
It was a typical atmosphere of a small-time room, filled with creepiness and perversion.
“Everyone, be quiet!”
The VTuber shouted. It was understandable. It seemed the broadcast wasn’t growing at all because a few viewers were dominating the room’s atmosphere.
Strangers who happened to find the broadcast would surely be startled by the mommy talk of those perverted viewers and leave immediately. But not me. From the start, I wasn’t interested in her as a VTuber; that’s why I came to this room.
I was interested in the entity behind that voluptuous character. The reason I hesitated was precisely because of that entity. An entity with an appearance completely different from the huge VTuber avatar.
I left a message in the chat that only the VTuber, the owner of the room, could see, and then left the room.
“Aaaah! It was the first new person to come in a month…”
-That baby didn’t deserve to be a baby, Mommy.
-Eungae eungae! Mommy! Don’t cry! If Mommy cries, baby jjang will cry too! Eungae eungae eungae eungae eungae!!!!!!!
-Euaeeeeeng! Euaeeeeeng!
I chuckled. I thought it was a small-time room because there weren’t many viewers, but now that I saw each of them was playing the role of at least a hundred people, it was hard to call it small-time. Of course, they were worth a hundred in a bad way.
*
The VTuber turned off the microphone, and then, fumbling with the keyboard to prevent any sound from leaking out, she turned off the other buttons before throwing down her headset.
“Aaaargh! Those perverted bastards, seriously!”
The VTuber, who was furious and panting, wrote [Going to the bathroom] on the keyboard to try to calm down, then got up from her chair.
-Mommy. Baby feels like they need to pee too, heueung.
-Mommy. Change baby’s diaper too…
She glared at the chat with a look of disgust before getting up from her chair. She had forced the chair higher to match the position and height of the table she had picked up, so her feet didn’t touch the ground, and she had to stretch her legs down as if going down stairs to stand up.
Standing up straight, she turned her head to look at the full-length mirror. Since the room was small, there was no space, so it was placed right next to the monitor, and her whole body was fully reflected in the mirror.
-Mommy… where did you go? Baby is lonely…
But the mommy that the malicious viewers were desperately calling out for wasn’t there.
A small height, unfitting for her age. A flat chest, even at her age, but cheeks that were still chubby because she hadn’t lost any baby fat, also unfitting for her age—the appearance of a young child. But only one girl, who was an adult, was standing there.
As she watched the malicious viewers’ wailing chat, she sighed deeply. But since there was nothing else she could do besides broadcasting, she had no choice but to grudgingly fill the scheduled broadcast time again today.
It wasn’t just her body that was underdeveloped. Her mind wasn’t at the level of being diagnosed with a disability, but after being told that she was a little less capable than others, she had no choice but to admit that this was the only thing she could do.
Even the VTuber job, which she was putting all her effort into, was only met with repeated failures.
After going to the bathroom and returning, she froze when she saw the chat message that had been delivered only to the broadcast’s owner.
Someone knew her true identity.
Hyun-sil Yoo-jin knew that she, who was pretending to be an adult by wearing the face of a character with a big chest, butt, and height, was actually a shorty.
Yoo-jin, who had been her best friend in elementary school, but had treated her like a bread shuttle since middle school because she hadn’t grown at all since then, and now treated her like a doormat, was threatening to expose her identity.
Na-yeon’s mind was also a little underdeveloped, just like her body that hadn’t grown, but she knew what this meant.
Rather, she had been bullied so much that she was unusually sensitive when it came to threatening situations.
After standing still for a long time, she typed with trembling hands.
[I’ll stop here for today and take a break.]
-Mommy! Are you abandoning baby jjangs?
-Mommy! No! No!! No!!! If Mommy abandons baby, baby will die! Die!! Die!!! Don’t abandon baby! Baby wants to suck Mommy’s milk!!!!
The baby squad (a name that her few viewers called themselves, although she didn’t acknowledge it at all) wailed, but Na-yeon, feeling afraid and hesitant, turned off the broadcast without keeping her promise for the first time since starting.
She had no choice. Yoo-jin was calling for her, and if she didn’t go quickly, she would face even greater retaliation later.
But Na-yeon wasn’t just surrendering. Na-yeon was going to be brave and beg Yoo-jin to keep her broadcast a secret.
The only things she could do with her height, body, mind, stamina, and lack of social skills were to make a living or be a prostitute, but the former was too difficult, and she didn’t want to do the latter no matter what.
Whether she liked it or not, being a VTuber was the only thing she could do. But taking that VTuber job away from her was like telling her to die.
So Na-yeon took off the baggy men’s T-shirt she was wearing like a dress and changed into one of her few clothes—the one that looked the least harmless—and then returned to the school, which was now empty because everyone had gone home, as Yoo-jin had instructed in the chat.
She came to school every day, but it was the first time she had come when the sun was starting to set and it was getting dark. Na-yeon, who was originally very timid and didn’t play horror games even when missions were involved, couldn’t help but hesitate.
But if she didn’t go in and resisted, it would be the same as rebelling against Yoo-jin, so she couldn’t not go in.
In the end, Na-yeon entered the school feeling like a rabbit being dragged to the slaughterhouse.
At that moment, what hastened Na-yeon’s steps, which had been afraid of the darkness, was the concern about the betrayal that the viewers who called her Mommy would feel when they found out her true appearance, rather than the fear of Yoo-jin.
Na-yeon, who had entered the gym storage room alone as Yoo-jin had instructed in the chat, scanned her surroundings with the eyes of a herbivore.
She had brought the Mommy wand that a fan had given her in her handbag, but what could she do with that? Was she going to transform or something?
“Is anyone there?”
When she was muttering to the empty air, feeling more afraid of being left alone in the increasingly dark school than the fact that Yoo-jin knew her identity,
Suddenly, the gym storage room door burst open, and she appeared—Yoo-jin!—with an angelic appearance and a devilish heart!
Na-yeon froze in front of Yoo-jin, who was much taller than her, like a rabbit in front of a tiger, unable to move.
“Wow—Na-yeon, you’ve grown a lot, haven’t you? You even called me out to fight tonight.”
“What?”
“What? What? Are you talking down to me right now? You’ve really grown a lot… No, is this little runt out of her mind?”
When Na-yeon just rolled her eyes around as if she still didn’t know anything, Yoo-jin laughed in disbelief.
But when the laughter of disbelief ended, Yoo-jin frowned as if she was getting annoyed and glared at Na-yeon.
“Wat?”
Na-yeon said in surprise, like a hiccup.
“Wat? I can’t let this go. Na-yeon, let’s get hit a little today. My mood was already bad because of some Korean bastard, so you’re going to have to relieve my anger.”
“Eht?”
Na-yeon looked up at Yoo-jin. There seemed to be some misunderstanding. She had come here because she had been called by her, not the other way around.
Na-yeon opened her mouth to tell Yoo-jin that it was a misunderstanding. But her face was hidden by Yoo-jin’s large breasts, so she missed the timing. That’s how big the difference in their physiques was.
‘Fight? Me? With who?’
She was slow to make judgments in the first place, which was why she wasn’t good at games, and in a situation where she was intimidated by her learned fear of Yoo-jin, her brain couldn’t work quickly.
Yoo-jin, annoyed by Na-yeon’s stuttering and repeating “Eht? Wat? What?” spread her palm wide and swung it.
Yoo-jin’s slap landed directly on Na-yeon’s chubby cheek. Na-yeon couldn’t even stand straight. She immediately fell onto the mattress in the gym storage room.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
Na-yeon burst into tears, snot and all. Because of her painful cheek, she had forgotten all the doubts she had felt when she heard Yoo-jin’s words earlier.
The only thing Na-yeon could think of was that she had to grab Yoo-jin’s legs and beg for forgiveness.
It was a cowardly and weak thing to do, but it also looked pathetic. Yoo-jin mercilessly pulled Na-yeon off her legs and then started kicking Na-yeon’s back, which was curled up into a ball, like a soccer ball.
And someone hidden in the darkness was filming the two of them with their phone.
