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EP.105 Bae Yeri (2) – Surprise Visit 

The chat, which had erupted in chaos after my surprise appearance, gradually calmed down thanks to Seung-ah’s quick thinking. 

Of course, there were still a few people suspiciously asking, “Is he really your cousin?” but they were a minority. 

Most were now more interested in the sudden new “cute cousin of Moka” bait. 

I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Seung-ah’s back as she fielded their interest. 

[ID: ShotaBest] How old is your brother?? His voice is so cute! 

[ID: MokaLover] Noona! Please make your brother a regular on the show! 

[ID: Anonymous Supporter – 5,000 won donation] Give your brother some allowance~ 

“Uh… our Hyun-woo is, he’s ten years old…! As for regular appearances, hmm. If the response is good, maybe I’ll think about it? Ahaha.” 

Despite sweating nervously, Seung-ah desperately kept up with the barrage of questions. 

I’d expected her to completely lose her cool in this unexpected situation, but she was surprisingly composed. 

Honestly, I hadn’t planned to interrupt like this, but I just couldn’t sit still. 

I was the one who insisted on waiting until the stream ended, ignoring her suggestion to go home early. 

“There are still people doubting me. Do you think noona would lie? Boyfriend~? Noona only has her Mokarungs, there’s no time for a boyfriend~.” 

She was doing her best to ignore my presence and focus on the stream. Watching her struggle, I felt a strange urge rise up. 

‘Should I tease her a little more?’ 

I got up from the bed without a sound, sneaking up behind her as she focused on the broadcast. 

Then, I reached between the chair back and her waist, and gently stroked her side over her thin T-shirt, like a feather. 

“You want to hear my brother’s voice more? I didn’t expect him to be this popular, hiik…?!” 

In that moment, a sweet, sultry moan slipped from Seung-ah’s lips, carried perfectly by the high-quality mic to thousands of viewers. 

[ID: FactChecker] ?? What was that sound just now? 

[ID: MokaLatte] ㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑ 

[ID: ShotgunFairy] I was watching on the subway and actually jumped;; 

The chat exploded, and I watched over her shoulder, fascinated. 

Seung-ah, blushing furiously, desperately tried to stop me. 

“H-Hyun-woo? N-noona’s streaming, don’t tickle… hng♥” 

I ignored her pleas and stroked the same spot again. 

Her moan, now even more suggestive, made the chat burn even faster. 

[ID: BrotherFan] Oh… 

[ID: NoonaImDead] Our brother knows how to stream, lol 

[ID: MomIWannaBeHyunwoo] Mom, when I grow up, I want to be Hyun-woo! Mom, when I grow up, I want to be Hyun-woo! 

I giggled, then blew softly on the nape of her neck, where her baby hairs fell against her white skin. 

Her shoulders trembled violently, and I could feel it in my fingertips. 

With my teasing continuing, she must have decided it was really getting dangerous she hurriedly grabbed my hand. 

“O-okay! Our Hyun-woo needs to stop playing and go to bed now! Say goodbye to the viewers and let’s go, okay?” 

She glared at me, her eyes full of warning, but I just grinned and leaned into the mic. 

“I think noona’s really going to scold me, so I’ll get going~. Noona’s friends, bye!” 

[ID: Don’tGoBrother] Ah~ don’t go, brother! 

[ID: Bracom] Can I call you hyung? 

[ID: PoppingPopcorn] This stream is legendary from the start, lol 

It was fun seeing the chat react in real time to everything I did. 

I slipped away from behind her and returned to the bedside. 

Seung-ah, trying to act calm, posted a break notice on screen. 

“Alright, let’s cool off for a bit, I’ll take a 10-minute break! I need to get some water and wipe off my sweat.” 

But the chat only mocked her excuse, filling with teasing messages. 

[ID: CantIgnoreSweat] Sweat? ㅗㅜㅑ 

[ID: RoomOfTruth] Go ahead, lol, but don’t scold your brother too much, lol 

[ID: AnonymousCritic] Moka’s real energy is crazy today, lol 

[ID: MokaLover] Even if not every day, having the brother appear sometimes would be good? 

[ID: BrotherFan – 5,000 won donation] Is it normal that the brother gets more reaction than Moka? 

[ID: MokaLatte] ?? 

[ID: RoomOfTruth] ??? 

[ID: Gaming] Gayagayaya… 

Watching the chat for a moment, Seung-ah finally pressed the mute button. 

Click. 

After confirming the mic was off, she leaned back in her chair and let out a long-held breath. 

“Phew…” 

Her whole body relaxed at once, and her legs shook as the chair creaked. 

But only for a moment she spun her chair halfway and glared at me. 

“H-Hyun-woo, you…! That was almost a disaster! And didn’t I tell you to wait quietly?!” 

Her clenched fists and bitten lip showed she was really angry, but honestly, she wasn’t scary at all. 

If anything, she was like a little puppy yapping at a big owner more pitiful and cute than threatening. 

“Sorry, noona. I went too far, didn’t I? I’m sorry.” 

I hugged her tightly, rubbing my face into her chest with genuine apology. 

I could feel her tension melting away at my sudden show of affection. 

“Uuu…” 

Not missing my chance, I slipped my hand under her thin T-shirt and slowly stroked her soft side again. 

She shivered, but this time didn’t push me away. 

“You… noona’s really mad, you know…” 

“Hehe. You’re just too cute, noona, I can’t help myself.” 

At my blunt words, her shoulders tensed. 

I hugged her tighter and breathed hotly on her lower belly, and she collapsed weakly. 

“Haa… Just, really, next time don’t do that…” 

Too easy. 

“Noona.” 

“Mm?” 

“Before you start streaming again, can we do it just once?” 

Her eyes widened, instantly understanding my meaning. 

“N-no… we’re still in the middle of a stream…” 

But even as she said “no,” her body was already starting to want me. 

“The mic’s off anyway. If we finish quickly, the viewers won’t notice.” 

“St-still, that’s…” 

She was almost convinced. 

Just one more push… 

Rrrrring! 

Just then, the room was pierced by a loud ringtone, and Seung-ah flinched and pushed me away. 

‘Tch. I was so close.’ 

I stepped back as she, not even bothering to fix her messy clothes, scrambled for her phone. 

But her face twisted in a grimace when she saw the caller ID. 

“Noona? What’s wrong? You look upset.” 

“Oh, it’s my friend. Just a sec.” 

She hurriedly composed herself and answered the call. 

“Hello? Y-Yeri?” 

Friend? At this hour? 

Judging by the name, it was a woman maybe a college friend? 

“Ah, ahh. You saw everything? Sorry, did I surprise you? Yeah, he’s my cousin… or, well, something like that.” 

But why was she so flustered with her friend? 

Unlike her desperate excuses to the viewers, she was visibly anxious talking to this caller. 

From my perspective, it looked more like a loan shark call than a chat with a friend. 

“He’s really not my boyfriend! You know I’m not interested in that stuff, you know me best! Why would I lie to you! Yeah. …Yeah?!” 

She kept glancing at me and making excuses, then her eyes suddenly went wide like a startled rabbit. 

“Huh? …No, that’s not it, but. Okay… So when…” 

I couldn’t hear the other side, but her face was getting paler by the second. 

“She’s coming now? To the door?! Yeri? Hello?” 

She ended the call with a scream and stared at her phone in shock. 

“What’s wrong, noona?” 

In a dead voice, she replied, “T-the person who just called is my stream editor… and she’s coming over right now…” 

Editor, huh. 

From what I’d heard, the editor was a big part of Moka’s channel’s rapid growth. 

“Is it because I showed up on the stream?” 

“I think so. She always monitors the stream… She must have heard your voice.” 

I guess it made sense to contact her about a “broadcast accident,” but to come straight to the house? 

Knock, knock. 

At that moment, a knock shattered the silence, and Seung-ah shuddered. 

“Ugh, what is even happening…!” 

She trudged to the door like a robot, almost in tears. 

Soon, I heard the door open and faint voices in the hall. 

“Y-Yeri? You got here fast.” 

“Sorry for the late hour~. I couldn’t stand not knowing, so I took a taxi straight here. Oh, and I brought some drinks and snacks from the convenience store since I didn’t want to come empty-handed.” 

“Oh? Th-thanks…” 

“That brother of yours is still inside, right?” 

“Y-yeah, but. W-wait, Yeri!?” 

Before Seung-ah could stop her, footsteps strode into the living room. 

What appeared was a woman with flashy ash-brown dyed hair, a stylish, body-hugging outfit completely the opposite of Seung-ah in every way. 

I never would have guessed Seung-ah had a friend like that. 

Pale-faced, Seung-ah hurried in after her. 

But Yeri’s gaze went straight to me, standing calmly in the middle of the living room. 

Her eyes narrowed with interest. 

“Hm. So that’s the ‘cousin’ everyone’s talking about?” 

“Y-yeah. Hyun-woo, this is Bae Yeri, my stream editor. Say hi.” 

Ignoring Seung-ah’s awkward attempt to mediate, Yeri swung her convenience store bag and approached me. 

Her gaze wasn’t just curious it was sharp, as if trying to see right through me. 

“Hello, I’m Lee Hyun-woo!” 

Meanwhile, I put on my most innocent smile, while my eyes roamed over her body. 

Meeting like this must be fate guess I’ll have to get along with this noona too.