The Protagonist's Party is Too Diligent-Chapter 377
Today’s stream felt different the moment we started.
It wasn’t because our content had changed.
It was the atmosphere among the viewers that was different.
[Claire, did you go to Hongdae?]
That was the first comment that popped up in the chat.
Usually, people would say hello first, but jumping straight into that question meant something must have happened.
“We did, but how did you know?”
[Did you see the video?]
[A video’s up]
[Claire singing]
“......”
Hmm.
It seemed a video of Claire singing earlier had been recorded and uploaded.
I immediately opened my browser and searched for Claire.
[A foreign Korean caught singing like crazy on the street]
...was the title of the video.
Just like with these kinds of thumbnails, it showed the man who seemed to be the main subject, with a huge surprised expression. And beside him, Claire was shown just as prominently.
“Is that me?”
“Seems like it.”
“Now that I think about it, I did notice a camera in front of that guy.”
Alice said it so casually.
“Is that person famous?”
[Idk]
[You think we’d watch those kinds of videos?]
[Honestly, if Claire wasn’t in it, wouldn’t have clicked lol]
Fair enough.
There’s no official division between content for insiders and outsiders, but people’s tastes tend to stick to what they like.
Those who watch gaming content usually just watch gaming, and those who watch street content watch only that.
Of course, there are people who enjoy both, but judging by the ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) early viewers in our stream, there weren’t many like that today.
I clicked on the video to check the view count.
It had only been up for about an hour.
The video didn’t seem heavily edited since it mostly focused on the singing.
But the view count was already over 10,000.
I didn’t really know how street videos usually performed, but compared to the number of people who usually watched our stream, that was a massive number.
“Let's watch it!”
“Wait.”
I stopped Claire, who was trying to snatch the mouse.
“Videos and songs have copyright issues. We can’t just play it during a live stream.”
[Who cares during a livestream?]
Of course, it matters.
We don’t have an editing team. Even when we upload videos, they’re practically unedited raw footage.
That’s why we had to be extra careful about copyright.
Otherwise, the monetization of our videos could get blocked.
Honestly, now that it had come to this, I just wanted to stick to streaming.
Chasing extra work only leads to stress.
Finding work is way more annoying than actually working—I knew that from job hunting.
Besides, if we started taking random jobs, the three of us might end up working at different times.
Part-time jobs that are easy to find usually don’t match the hours of regular office work.
I didn’t want that.
Since we were here together, I wanted us to stay together as much as possible.
“For now, we’ll watch it privately. I’ll mute the mic.
You guys can watch it yourselves.”
I pasted the video link into the chat.
Some people whined about it, but a lot said they understood.
“But even if I’m the one in the video, we still have to care about that?”
“Usually, the copyright belongs to the person who made the video.”
Sure, you could argue about portrait rights and stuff, but I didn’t want to deal with that kind of headache.
“Alright, let’s watch it.”
I clicked the video—
[After another safe street performance today...]
It showed the man who had just finished singing, with simple subtitles.
The video was vlog-style.
It seemed like his main content was performing outside and uploading the audience’s reactions.
The camera was fixed.
From how the man was positioned slightly to the right, it seemed like he had set up the shot expecting to invite guests.
Just like we remembered, the man called Claire over, and a subtitle popped up:
[Spotted a super pretty audience member and went to talk to her.]
[Can I just sing something I know?]
[Of course! I’ll try to follow along with my guitar.]
They had a short exchange.
The brief preparation was edited out with a quick cut, and Claire began to sing.
[!!!]
The screen flashed with that text.
...Seeing it like this, she really was good.
Even though there were street noises, clapping, passing cars, and the mic quality wasn’t great, Claire still sounded amazing.
And seeing it on video really showed how enthusiastic the crowd had been.
After Claire finished singing, there was a wave of cheers and applause. freēwēbnovel.com
Then the man asked Claire for her name.
[I'm Claire!]
Claire answered brightly.
[When I got home and looked her up, turns out she’s a streamer.
It’d be awesome if she did singing streams too...]
And with that, the video ended.
Thinking about it, since it hadn’t been that long since lunchtime, there had been enough time for him to edit it.
After all, we had gone to karaoke and had dinner afterwards.
If he finished his performance around then, it made sense the video would be uploaded around this time.
"Hmm."
I turned the mic back on.
“Claire really does sing well.”
[Do a singing stream!]
[Are you three planning a karaoke stream?]
“We're thinking about it, but it’s still just in the idea stage.
We’ll take it one step at a time.”
[Ohhh]
[Looking forward to it]
I didn’t outright say we would do it, but people interpreted it that way anyway.
Not that it was wrong.
I was definitely considering it.
“So that’s why there are more people in the stream today.
Thanks, everyone, for coming.”
“Thank you!”
Claire shouted cheerfully.
[So cute]
[So cute]
[700]
The chat exploded with reactions.
Some even said she was better than the characters.
Well, naturally.
This was the real, living version of that character.
“Alright, enough about the video. Let’s move on to today’s content...
Last stream, Claire came up with the idea, but this time it was Alice.
Alice, come over here.”
“Uh... huh? I’m doing it?”
“You’re the one who bought the stuff, right?
You even said it was for the stream.”
“Well, yeah, but I didn’t say I’d be the one doing it.”
“You bought it with your money, so you’re doing it.”
I pushed firmly.
I could have done it, sure, but honestly, I was a hardened otaku used to figures and merch.
If I unboxed it, I’d probably react blandly.
And faking excitement would just look awkward.
This kind of thing is always more fun when you give it to someone who knows nothing.
Same reason why videos of foreigners eating spicy tteokbokki are more fun than Koreans eating it.
Same logic.
Even if the figure was manufactured in a Chinese factory commissioned by a Japanese company, whatever.
"...Fine."
Pressed hard enough, Alice finally nodded.
She came over to where I’d made space.
[Alice hiiii]
[The princess has arrived]
[All hail Her Highnessss]
Perfect timing—a donation alert went off.
"I’ve been here the whole time, though.
And technically, all three of us are princesses."
"I'm not, though?"
Claire immediately shot it down.
"Strictly speaking, I’m not royalty by blood either."
"Still, legally speaking, you’re a princess."
Alice glared at me.
But after that little back and forth, she seemed more relaxed.
She pulled out the item we had hidden under the table.
I went to the empty spot by Alice and unfolded the cheap 5,000-won folding table we had bought on the way back, setting it between us and the computer.
[Oh, what's that]
[The princess unboxing a princess figure lolol]
[Did you actually pay money for that?]
"Is it wrong to?"
[Well, no]
[I mean, I guess not?]
"There are busts of emperors in the palace, and statues of the founding emperor in the plaza, aren’t there?"
[lololololol]
[lmao]
[lol true]
[lol fine you win]
Alice was being serious, but the viewers were just joking around.
Of course, they would.
It’s a common joke in otaku culture—comparing ancient statues and fertility idols to modern figures.
"Alright... let's check out the box first."
Returning almost completely to her usual pace, Alice pointed to the box.
"It’s expensive, you know. You have to consider the box part of the price too."
A very accurate review.
