Gender Reversed Geum Taeyang - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 – What do I do for a living?

I’m Seong Yu-han, a well-behaved gentleman.

Even without that, with how I’ve become a golden hunk which doesn’t give a good impression, if I apply the gender role reversal filter…

Aaaah.What’s going to happen to my social reputation…..?

Can’t be helped. At least I’ve become a top-tier pretty boy in this country, so I should be satisfied.

If I live virtuously, someone might appreciate me!

…I should think about the external image issue later, pondering without a solution just gives me a headache.

Anyway!

The gender role reversal world. A world where many aspects of men and women are reversed.

If there’s an issue,

After diligently searching the internet while eating, I got a rough idea of what kind of place I’ve come to.

It’s not that men have no sexual desires, but they pale in comparison to women’s. In fact, most cases of sexual assault are women perpetrating against men, they say.

And when I looked up photos of world leaders, most of them were women.

Another unique point is that it seems women are conscripted into the military. The pregnancy vs military debate can no longer happen.

Honestly, I don’t really understand the scientific reasons, but it’s said that women’s average physical strength exceeds men’s.

The outrageous fact is… polygamy is being practiced globally.

Perhaps because men’s sexual desires tend to be lower, it seems they allow one man to impregnate multiple women.

Even so, the actual situation of one man marrying multiple women isn’t that common, and cases of a man marrying over four women are truly rare.

Even in this polygamous society, I felt a bit disappointed when I heard that indecently exposing your body will get you treated as a slut… But well, I’m not someone who harbors resentment from not being able to meet women.

Ah, I also looked up Japanese “gyarus” when I remembered, but it seems tanning and bleached hair alone isn’t enough to qualify. You need to have a crazed makeup style to be a true gyaru. I don’t want to imagine what a “gyaru guy” would look like.

I just seem to give off a tough gal/yankee lady/tanned babe vibe.

Sigh… When I first realized I came to the gender role reversal world, all sorts of thoughts came to mind and I was delighted…

But now I’m honestly wondering what I can do to make a living.

Objectively, I’ve transformed into a really good-looking person, but anywhere you look, someone with apparent personality issues and looks likely to bully others doesn’t seem very employable.

I idly rolled around on the floor with my nervous energy.

Thud-

Oh. I hit my head on the chair. This isn’t getting me anywhere.

Gender role reversal. What did the protagonists who fell into these kinds of places usually do to make a living?

Seduce a pretty, rich woman with my good looks and live as a househusband?

No matter how I think about it, it doesn’t seem like someone like that would marry a flashy delinquent like me. A one night stand, maybe.

But I don’t really want that kind of life either.

…

To be honest, I’m not confident…

Should I try internet broadcasting? For real?

I need to think carefully about this.

The internet broadcasting industry hasn’t changed much despite the gender role reversal.

It’s not about being handsome or being male that makes you popular.

I think I’ll gain some advantages, but if I dive in recklessly, I’ll definitely fail.

Hmm….

Oh…..

…..Still, if they dropped me here, does that mean I have some sort of buff maybe?

The happiness circuit in my brain is firing.

10,000 won donation! 100,000 won donation! A suspiciously wealthy channel owner!

To be honest, with my rather unique looks now, I’ll stand out a lot! Suitable for aggro gameplay!

…This might not be a bad idea to try.

Yeah. But I always need to be careful. Excessively rushing in won’t help my life. Making a living is important, but right now I’m in too unique a situation to worry about that.

For now, as a newbie on my first day in the gender role reversal world, what I need is more information and to better adapt to this world.

…I should probably stay holed up at home for a few days learning about various things.

For the next 5 days, I shuttled between home and the convenience store while staring at the computer.

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It’s now Friday morning, 5 days later.

I’m confident that I’ve learned enough about this world.

And the conclusion I’ve arrived at after careful consideration is that it’s okay for me to challenge internet broadcasting per the gender role reversal cliché. How fortuitous that I have a spare monitor left over from my previous body’s hasty purchase.

So yesterday, I spent the whole day exploring the internet broadcasting industry and contemplating what internet broadcasting entails.

TwitchTV and AmericaTV. The two major platforms famous in my original world remained the same here.

While AmericaTV is also a viable choice for a guy showing his face on broadcast, it’s just too different from my preferences.

No matter how I thought about it, the game broadcasting-centric TwitchTV matched my tastes better.

I wandered through the platform, checking out various broadcasts.

While entertaining people will naturally gain popularity… Since I don’t have much saved up money and two months’ rent would bankrupt me, I need to maximize my chances of success to earn money quickly.

If I’m going to step into this industry, I need to use every weapon at my disposal.

The weapon I can use… My admittedly good-looking face?

Let’s show the cam… show my face.

If I was a cutely handsome guy… I could try something like VTubing, awkwardly turn on the cam while pretending it was a mistake and feign embarrassment.

If I was just regularly handsome, I could build it up a bit before showing the cam for benefit.

But… I’m a golden hunk.

Imagine a broadcaster you usually watched suddenly did a face reveal, but instead of them, some thug-looking guy who seems like he’d bully people was sitting there.

…I’d probably instantly unfollow them.

Yeah. I need to get my face out there from the very start when entering this industry.

Oh, and I probably need to settle on a concept too, don’t I?

……

……

……

Looking at my reflection on the computer screen.

Concept set.

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The ambiguous warmth and ambiguous cool breeze.

Signs that summer is coming brush against my body.

Since becoming a golden hunk, for some reason I kept being drawn to this leather jacket I’d never worn before, so I put it on again when going out. But it does feel a bit hot. I should try to endure it a bit more next time I go out.

Even in a slightly tight white t-shirt that could reveal the body, I have the jacket on, yet why do I keep drawing stares…? This isn’t the kind of world where men wear bras.

As for why I’m out, it’s because I don’t have a webcam or mic.

This is the first time in my life experiencing these kind of sticky stares, so I’m not used to it.

Stares aren’t physical things, but I could really feel when someone was looking at me.

I have no thoughts… No one is looking at me… I’m not bothered at all…

“Excuse me.”

Why are you breaking my concentration?

“Yes?”

“I kinda like your vibe, mind giving me your number?”

A woman approached me, extending her phone.

She’s a yankee girl. While it’s wrong to judge people by appearances, and especially as someone who looks like the prime example of a punk delinquent, I shouldn’t do that…

Fluorescent pants, Under Armour t-shirt, an indeterminate small bag?

Straight out of those “Current trendy yankee girl fashion” image compilations people make by photoshopping Doraemon characters.

Behind her is a chubby woman in a Thom Browne cardigan, grinning at me. Aren’t you hot?

“Just hurry up and give me your number, don’t keep me waiting.”

Is that how you ask someone? Well, even if you asked nicely, I wouldn’t have given it.

“Sorry, I have a girlfriend.”

I’m touched to be able to say that line.

“What does that have to do with just giving your number? Just write it down for me? I won’t actually contact you.”

“What… I said no?”

A shockingly blatant lie that she won’t contact me. How lacking in things to say.

I was about to walk past her, but her next words stopped me in my tracks.

“Ah, f*ck, you’re so stuck-up, you slut-looking bastard.”

What the hell. What did I do to get cursed at?

Well, our neighborhood isn’t the best quality, but I didn’t know people this trashy also lived here. Did people get rougher after coming to the gender reversal world?

I’m the sweet gentleman Seong Yu-han. I’m no doormat who’ll put up with that level of insult.

Maybe it’s residual memories from living in the other world, but I feel uneasy about cursing back at a woman in this situation. If I apply the gender reversal filter… It’s a man picking a fight after being rejected by a woman.

Hmm… Kinda pathetic, no?

“What did you say?”

“I said you look like a slut, bitch.”

“Don’t act so retarded and just go home, you ugly bitch. And change out of those stupid fluorescent pants too. Did you get mommy’s allowance to buy that crap?”

“The f*ck??”

The surrounding passersby are murmuring. Eavesdropping, it doesn’t seem like anyone is particularly cursing at me.

Quite the novel experience, swearing at a woman without getting cursed back.

The Under Armour woman’s face instantly flushes red. This is even more novel.

“You know you look really pathetic, right? Huh? Oh, my bad, I got confused seeing your chest, you’re actually a guy? Heh heh heh!”

“You f*cking bastard!”

Oh. She’s even grabbing my collar.

A woman rapidly escalating to grabbing a guy’s collar just from getting cursed at once. People are gathering around us. Some seem to be calling, probably the police.

I take my hands out of my pockets.

To be honest, with the gender reversal, this definitely counts as self-defense, right?

The muscles enhanced from becoming a golden hunk start twitching in anticipation.

My target… The part women say is really painful when hit, the chest.

The Under Armour woman raises her hand.

Is she going to slap me?

I welcome it.

As the Under Armour woman’s hand swiftly descends, my golden hunk eyes capture the entire process.

The moment before her hand makes contact with my cheek, I throw a punch.

*Whump*

My light hook precisely strikes the Under Armour woman’s modest sized chest.

Far too loud a sound for just hitting fleshy parts.

Simultaneously, I turn my head aside. As if struck on the cheek.

“Ah! F*cking hurts you bitch.”

“Gah…ugghh…”

With her eyes wide and bent over, it doesn’t seem my words reached her.

?

Oh, if I apply the filter, I’m a man who got assaulted by a woman.

Wow, how terrible. Who would do such an awful thing?

The chubby Thom Browne woman glances at me, startled, before quickly supporting the Under Armour woman and disappearing. This bitch. She sensed the power disparity.

Whew… Just throwing one punch has me feeling heated up.

I only came out to buy a webcam, what’s with all this?

I should take a longer walk before getting the webcam.

I take off my jacket, holding it in my hand, and push through the crowd to continue on. For some reason, I catch glimpses of womens’ flushed faces as I pass by.

I think I heard a few men scolding their girlfriends too.

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I probably can’t expect amazing video quality buying a webcam at a discount household goods store. The mic audio quality is probably the same.

But I still picked out the most expensive option available.

Even at the checkout counter, the stares at my chest were so blatant.

A real big thing happened on this outing… But honestly, getting into that tussle isn’t the crucial part.

What’s really important is… my physicality.

While I knew I was pretty strong, I didn’t think I was strong enough to make that loud a sound just from hitting someone, and my dynamic vision was just regular human level, but it seems all my physical abilities increased beyond just my body improving. I guess as a golden hunk, I have to be a superior male specimen.

When I got home, I tried lifting some heavy objects that used to be a struggle, but they came up so easily now.

Well, strength is strength.

Dynamic vision.

I wonder if I can utilize this for game broadcasting later on. I’ll have to test it out gradually.

It seems my preparations are mostly complete.

Hmm…

Yeah, they say to remove the bull’s horns while you’re at it.

I already finished setting up the broadcast on the internet yesterday and made an account ID.

It’s probably best if I start broadcasting today.

For some reason, my heart is pounding with an indescribable feeling.

I’m not sure if I’m feeling tense or excited right now.

Anyway.

My concept is a blonde tanned punk.

No honorifics.

Not caring about others’ views.

Not showing any weakness.

Displaying taking things from others, be it people or objects.

But not going too overboard with the punk attitude.

Sometimes acting like a wreck.

Showing some sweet guy charm too.

A blonde tanned sweet guy with reverse charm.

That’s me from now on.

[GoldenHunk has started broadcasting.]