Gender Reversed Geum Taeyang - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 – A Treat?

On a spring day as summer draws near,

The vast fields surrounding the lake shine in green, flaunting their vibrancy.

On the mats spread out here and there on the fields are people full of laughter. On the tranquil lake surface are birds that have flown in from somewhere. In the grassy thickets are tiny insects.

And here, on the walking trail around the park, is a bright-faced punk.

I’m Sung Yu-han, 23 years old, who got fired from a part-time job and is now aiming for the tramp industry.

Broadcast hours are from 6 PM to 1 AM.

So what do I do before turning on the broadcast?

My daily routine is to check the trends in the industry, like popular content and broadcasters, or watch popular streamers’ broadcasts to find things to learn.

But there’s a limit to that too – after analyzing the industry for a few hours, I inevitably get tired.

In the end, there’s a gap in my schedule before the broadcast starts. I don’t have anyone to meet or any special hobbies, and I don’t particularly enjoy going out to play. All I can do at home is Minecraft, or maybe Minesweeper?

I thought about playing ‘Legend of Leagues’, an AOS genre game whose trend never seems to end, again after a long time, but I’m not quite mentally prepared to dive into that yet.

Then I looked at my body.

The tightly packed, compressed muscles from weightlifting were transformed into beautifully carved muscles. To maintain this body without any particular knowledge of exercise, I would need a professional’s help, but my wallet is embarrassingly thin.

So I thought I’d at least do some aerobic exercise and came out of the house.

I didn’t particularly feel like hiking up a mountain, so I went to the park. Even though it was a weekday morning, there were a lot of people out having fun.

Jogging. Morning jog. According to the internet dictionary, it’s an exercise where you slowly run at a pace suitable for your own body to maintain health. Indeed, aerobic exercise is best done mindlessly running.

Coming back to the present, I’ve been running around the park trail for an hour and a half. I’m reasonably out of breath, but not terribly struggling. I can’t quite get a sense of the limits of this Golden Body’s abilities.

Ah, today’s fashion is a famous soccer team’s uniform with three white stripes on black, long pants.

I always feel uneasy if I don’t wear a leather jacket, but wearing these three-striped pants makes that feeling go away. Is this what the Golden Body’s instincts want? I did wear clothes like this sometimes before, but I still can’t understand the Golden Body’s fashion sense. What does it want…?

Anyway, I really want to know the limits of this body, but excessive exercise can actually be harmful instead.

I gradually slowed down my pace.

Tok-tok-tok
Tok-ta-tok-tok-ta-ta-tok
Tok-tok-tok
Tok-ta-dok-ta-dok-tok

Wait, how many footsteps are those? I turned around and lifted the hem of my clothes to wipe the sweat flowing down my face in a manly way. Or should I say womanly now?

A few women come into view. Don’t tell me they were running after me? Why are their faces so red… shit.

In the reverse world, for a man to expose his upper body is like when women expose their bras after going through the reverse filtering. It’s not quite full nudity, but men don’t show their upper bodies outside.

Hmm… there’s no choice. In situations like this, the best thing is to act nonchalant.

As I took a deep breath and slowly looked around at the women behind me, one person caught my eye.

She was drinking an ion drink, maybe to cool down her heated body.

Ah, our eyes met.

The burning instincts of the Golden Body. I want a sip too!

“Could I have a sip too, please?”

“Hey, does it look tasty?”

Son of a bitch.

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I shouldn’t have followed him.

To leave behind my years of being a loner, I was working on getting the kind of body that guys like, and as usual I came to the park for a jog. That’s when I saw him.

A man emanating the aura of the punks I’d seen in school. Normally I would have avoided him, but… I’m completely different now. Didn’t I resolve that I wouldn’t cower before punks anymore?

So I chased after him, to prove my resolution.

The punk finally stopped after a surprisingly long jog.

A reward for overcoming my past! He turned around and lifted his clothes to wipe his face.

The sweat flowing down his body reflects the light, glistening amber.

To see such a beautiful body right in front of me… and a bare body at that, my face felt hot.

To cool the heat, I opened the ion drink I had bought at the convenience store earlier and gulped it down.

…? Why is he looking at me? Is it because I shamelessly looked at his body? That’s so unfair.

He approached me. Memories from school days surfaced, and I almost lowered my eyes, but stopped myself.

I’m not afraid of punks. I’m not afraid of punks. I’m not afraid of punks.

As I was reaffirming that to myself, he put his arm around my neck, looked into my eyes, and said,

“Hey, does it look tasty?”

“Huh…what?”

“I said, does it look tasty?”

…If you’re going to steal it, at least say it properly. That’s so rude! This guy may look rough, but I can’t back down here.

“What are you…talking about…”

“Hey.”

Damn, he’s too scary. This guy, when he gets serious, doesn’t just look rough. My head automatically lowers as if faced with a beast.

“Have…a sip?”

“Heheh…okay.”

I meant just a sip, but he puts his lips to the bottle’s mouth and gulps down the drink.

As he drinks, a transparent thread hangs from the bottle’s mouth to his lips. He licks his lips.

For some reason, my body feels excited.

He puts the drink bottle and 1,000 won into my hand.

“I drank too much. Use this to buy a new one. Thanks.”

“Y…yes.”

I’ve read stories like this online. How a single kind act from a bully can make you so happy…

The fact that such a beautifully handsome punk thanked me was etched into my mind.

It would take a while to go buy a new drink, but… somehow a joy welled up in one side of my chest.

‘I should write this down when I get home…’

I fell into a lewd fantasy.

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At least I maintained my last shred of conscience!

I kept feeling that not only my body but my mind had changed, but I didn’t expect it to this degree.

The instinct overcoming reason, my body moving on its own.

Using crude language to steal her drink and putting my lips to it while feeling pleasure. Am I really becoming the Golden Body?

The gradual escalation of indecent acts is clashing with my sweet personality, creating an ambiguous boundary line.

It seems like the more people I encounter, the worse the situation will get, so I hurried home.

Not wanting to dwell on this issue anymore today, I did my usual industry analysis, and before I knew it, it was 6 PM.

Time for my third broadcast.

Yesterday’s final viewer count was 75, so today I aimed to maintain over 60 viewers. Setting the goal too high makes it hard to achieve and just gives a needless feeling of failure.

Viewer count isn’t something I can control as I wish, but having the right mindset is always an important virtue.

[23 year old fit guy, lining up ^^]

What a great broadcast title!

Like famous streamers do, I played a song as the broadcast started and waited for viewers to come in.

But what’s this?

107 viewers.

“Huh?”

Yesterday people came in more than expected too if I remember right, but this… how should I react?

120… 140…

The viewer count kept rising before stabilizing a bit after passing 300.

“What’s really going on? What happened? How many people is this?”

-Wow, this is what not turning the lights on does?
-No, no editing?
-Looks freaking scary
-Jihyuk… I was wrong, please

-Ah… PTSD…
-They were watching this kind of thing among themselves huh, ah kkk

It seems viewers flooded in from somewhere. Really, the evaluations of my appearance are always polarized extremes.

Among them, one noticeable comment caught my eye:

-Came from this post (link)

Clicking it led to some community site.

[Today’s Legendary Camboy Grand Slam]

(Gif of clothes slipping during a grand slam move)

-Wow it’s so disgustingkeke
-He’s doing thatkkkkkkk
-Seriously an FM
-Look at those insane back muscles
└ First time seeing something like this omg
└ This is just crazy
└ Top 0.1% of men

-I’m a girl and that’s obviously edited oo

└ Idiot
└ Misogynist
└ Kkkkkk crazy bitch

Oh, a pretty good reaction.

According to my industry analysis report, this is a community with a considerable traffic flow. For a shabby streamer’s gif to get these kinds of responses is something to be happy about.

Their language may be crude, but this is really a priceless opportunity. The viewer count is rising slowly but steadily.

“So…you guys came from seeing that?”

-Ye
-Yes
-Yup show us your back again
-Keep going
-Do it again please
-Please

“If you wanted to see, you should’ve come yesterday.”

-I just saw that post today, how could I have?
-Just one more time
-Someone send him some cash
-He charges so much

“‘He charges so much’ – if you don’t apologize within 10 seconds, I’m banning you. You’re not paying, so why should I do that?”

-Look at that intense expression
-Quick apologize he looks scary af
-Jihyuk… I was wrong, don’t get mad…

They’re even bringing up a bully’s name from school days and throwing a fit. Well, more chat is better for me.

[BoobakkeumjjotdoMotHae donated 10,000 won!]

-Shit I’m sorry please don’t make that face

“Okay, thanks to BoobakkeumjjotMot for the 10,000 won donation, and be careful from now on.”

Already 30,000 won in earnings just today! Three 10,000 won donations already… I must have the talent of a broadcasting genius.

For a 10,000 won donation, I have to do ‘that reaction’. Since I haven’t prepared multiple reactions yet, I had no choice but to do ‘that reaction’, just like yesterday.

I lowered the cam and cleared the chair to do a perfect grand slam, though my clothes were securely fixed.

“Thank you!! 10,000 won!!”

-Why the clothes
-So awkward
-Ugh
-Ugh
-If you’re going to do that at least show us your abs
-Show us your collarbone at least
-I hope for an armpit reaction
-Your ass looks so disgustingly sexy

A shocking barrage of sexual harassment. Of course I don’t find it particularly exciting. No “chunk-nom” jokes either.

My mentality won’t be shaken just from hearing these kinds of comments.

-You guys are crossing the fucking line
-Gonna get banned for real
-Later
-Not going far

“No… that’s too indecent of you guys.”

-?
-?
-?
-That’s it?

“I don’t think we need to ban for that level in my room, do we? You crossed the line a bit, but keep it reasonable.”

-No kkkkkkkk
-Legendary open-mindedness kkkkkkk
-Letting that kind of sexual harassment slide
-Then keep giving it to us, chunk-nom

“…?”

-?
-?
-Why that expression?

“Chunk-nom jokes get you instantly banned.”

-Oh ok
-Okokok
-Kkkkkkkkk

I’m pretty sure I said something similar yesterday too. Why are the people of this world so obsessed with the term “chunk-nom”? Did they use to say “prostitute” in female camrooms in the original world too? I’ve never seen it, so I don’t know.

At least they didn’t spew all these crazy comments like this. Is this the reverse world…? Or do they just act this way toward me?

Well, after staring at the chat for about 5 minutes, they threw every kind of sexual harassment at me.

“Hmm…that’s a bit too much.”

-You told us to
-Said it was okay
-Want to pour liquor on your collarbone OMG

I did pursue an open atmosphere, but if it goes too far it could disrupt the broadcast’s atmosphere… or has it already been disrupted?

Anyway, I need to put a stop to it now.

Drastic measures are needed.

“You guys need to tone it down a bit.”

I wrote that in big letters on the screen.

[I’m an innocent little lamb, so please refrain from excessive sexual harassment ㅎㅎ!!]

-?
-?
-?

Moderation is always important. The chat reaction is good after I moderately put a stop to it, isn’t it?

Hmm… why are there so many question marks? Are they looking down on the Golden Body too much just because I played along a bit? I may need to crack down a little.

I made the most intense expression I could muster.

“Hey. Laugh.”

-I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry
-Oppa I’m so scared…
-I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry
-Omgomgomgomg

“I said laugh? Don’t you understand?”

-H…hehehehe
-Hehehehehe
-Kkk…
-Kkkkkk…!

“There… isn’t that a nice sight. Only make sex jokes in moderation.”

-Yes…
-Yes oppa
-Yep

Ah… this appearance is quite useful… in many ways.