Black Zetsu, furious and flustered, pulled out his phone and called Kakuzu.
"Hey! Kakuzu! I was streaming just fine! Why did my stream suddenly get banned?!" Black Zetsu demanded outright.
"You f***ing Black Zetsu! You streamed that goddamn crap! Do you believe I'll f***ing kill you?!" Dave's voice came through the phone... Black Zetsu was dumbfounded... Wait, hadn't he called Kakuzu?
"Dave?? Why is it you? Where's Kakuzu?" Black Zetsu paused, then asked cautiously.
"Kakuzu? Kakuzu's throwing up in the bathroom right now." "Boss, Manager Kakuzu passed out in the bathroom! His head fell into the toilet!" "Hurry up and call the hospital!" "Um... Boss... Manager Kakuzu suddenly woke up... He's asking... will you cover his medical expenses...?" "Cover my ass!" "Oh... Manager Kakuzu passed out again..." "...I'll cover them... Just get him to the hospital..."
Listening to the commotion over the phone, Black Zetsu quietly hung up... He took a cigarette from inside his clothes... As he gazed at the bright moon gradually emerging overhead, melancholy was written all over his face...
This was just a minor interlude...
Streaming was divided into all sorts of categories... There were gaming streams, everyday-life streams, and even streams focused on competing against other streamers in PK battles...
Yeah... Might Wei and his son, Might Duy, were particularly enthusiastic about PK battles...
Late at night... One in the morning...
"Come on, Youth Gang! Send those gifts! They're about to pull ahead!! Our youth won't let us admit defeat!!" Dressed in a green bowl-cut outfit, Might Wei howled with fiery passion all over his face.
Youth Gang. (No. 3 on the fan leaderboard) Youth No. 3: Everyone, send those gifts! Our Youth Gang has been campaigning for a week and fought over a hundred battles! Even though we lost every single one, we!