VTuber RP Is Not a Concept - Chapter 107

What is a mood change?

It is a word that only exists based on negative emotions like sadness, fatigue, and dissatisfaction.

So, if you don’t feel bad at all, but rather maintain calmness through meditation…

You don’t need a mood change at all.

That’s what I claimed, but—

“Sister! Why think so complicated? If you want to change your mood, just do it!”

Koharu said cheerfully.

“No, am I not right?”

“Not at all! Grandma Bomi! With your wisdom, defeat this fourth-dimensional nonsense!”

“I’m dying.”

Sara, pushed by Koharu, let out a light sigh.

“Well, a mood change is literally ‘changing your mood.’ If it’s good, it can get better, and if it’s okay, let’s try to make it more fun.”

“I see. Making something already good even better…”

While I was momentarily at a loss for words at her unexpectedly solid logic, Karen smiled and added,

“Speaking of which, Ria came out without any complaints.”

“But doing a group break is a bit excessive, don’t you think?”

“Sister, today is our regular scheduled break.”

“That’s not what matters right now.”

As I listened to the bickering voices of Koharu and Sara, I looked around the place we arrived at.

The department store on a weekday morning was quiet.

The low conversations of adults, the peaceful face of a child asleep in a stroller, and the distant flow of classical music playing as background.

All the displays in sight sparkled with color. The mannequins lined up in front of the store looked like soldiers occupying positions before a battle.

I didn’t outright refuse the gathering of members for a mood change…

But the idea that it was through ‘shopping’… was a bit hard for me to understand.

I knew that women liked shopping; it’s common knowledge.

However, I didn’t fully understand what was so fun about it.

Choosing clothes, touching them, trying them on, taking pictures—

The notion that it moves emotions beyond just the act of ‘buying things’ was something I couldn’t grasp easily.

Even now, to be honest… it isn’t much different.

Of course, I have a sense of modern women’s clothing.

Along with the clothes originally in the house, I have accumulated knowledge from additional orders and such.

Even now, looking at the thin, lightweight summer clothes hanging on the racks, I could roughly gauge what was there.

Chiffon, linen, lace—clothes that express summer by being sheer instead of revealing the body.

One of the stores seemed to catch Koharu’s eye.

“Here’s perfect for you, sister!”

I naturally followed Koharu as she reached out.

The staff member prepared to assist looked at us, and the moment they faced me as the last to enter, their eyes widened.

Just before speaking, a subtle sound of breath being held was heard.

“Hello…”

The staff member cautiously approached.

“Um… Is there a style you’re looking for?”

When I turned my head, another employee subtly came to stand nearby.

Both of them were silent. Instead, their eyes moved busily. Their faces, shoulders, fingertips.

It felt like they were assessing whether all the clothes in this store would suit me—like they were searching with such a thought.

Karen moved closer to the staff and said,

“Please take care of us. She has a perfect model fit.”

A look of surprise crossed the face of the staff member.

“Oh… are you really a model? Did you just finish a sh**t?”

“No, I’m not a real model.”

It seemed that the sunglasses worn during outings contributed to that atmosphere.

“But I don’t think ‘model fit’ is quite right. Models should be slim.”

“Cho-eun is slim, but… she’s a bit… big, isn’t she?”

Koharu and Sara spoke in turn. I understood without needing to ask where she was big from the perspective of choosing clothes…

The staff member seemed to have heard the members’ conversation, trailing off with a smile.

“Considering those aspects, I’ll recommend clothes that suit your figure beautifully. Among the new season items, there are many that have a nice fit yet fall comfortably.”

Her tone was cautious, but I could sense she was already aware of my bust and hip lines.

The first outfit the employee offered was a softly shimmering cream-colored dress.

In the fitting room, as I changed and slowly pulled back the curtain, I felt a light sense of tension outside.

Koharu was the first to react.

“Wow! It’s amazing! So pretty!”

Sara quickly followed up.

“I could just wear this out.”

Karen silently stood by, observing closely.

The staff member clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes wide.

“This kind of fit is really rare. For those with volume, the fabric tends to bulge or look heavy, but… everything looks so natural right now, and the overall line is truly beautiful. It feels like the dress is flowing along with you.”

I looked at the mirror.

The length came down to my calves. The fabric covering my bust had thin pintucks. Although there were no separate straps at the waist, a natural line formed along my body.

‘It definitely looks high-class and beautiful…’

I paused in looking at the mirror and slightly turned my head.

“How much is this… price-wise?”

The staff member smiled as she spoke.

“Yes, this product is new this week. The regular price is 920,000 won, but right now there’s a 10% discount for membership customers.”

I understood. Is this what a mood change feels like? After spending that amount on a single dress, it truly changes your mood! Unpleasantly so.

Of course, I earn quite a bit of money myself.

However, spending over 900,000 won on one piece of clothing was still something I wasn’t used to sensibly. Plus, living in a time of war, I had always avoided luxury and been cautious of unnecessary spending… so those habits lingered a bit.

For someone who immediately recalled having purchased a 1.3 million won VR device without hesitation… well, that was a practical piece of equipment, so I wanted to believe it was different from clothes.

“Um… thank you, but I’ll just look around.”

I lightly raised my hand in refusal.

“Ah~ no, no, no. There’s still more!”

Koharu raised her hand enthusiastically.

“It’d be a waste if you just tried on one! You’re in the mood now!”

“Right. Trying things on is free anyway.”

Sara chimed in with a chuckle.

“And besides, originally, when shopping, your eyes get opened when you compare.”

Karen silently picked out another dress to hand to me.

Pastel blue, a thin chiffon high neck that rises to the neck, and a long design slightly cinched at the waist.

“…what about this one?”

I quietly took the dress.

And just like that, another dress. Another dress.

Feeling a question arise, I asked the members.

“…Are you guys not buying anything here? Even you, Sara unni.”

Koharu raised both hands.

“We came here to look at you, sister!”

Sara said in a rather serious manner.

“This is Cho-eun’s exclusive store. If we wear it, it’ll just be a piece of fabric!”

Karen picked up a blouse nearby, looked at me, and quietly returned it.

“…You need to wear this dress.”

I gently brushed the hem of the clothing with my fingertips.

Is that really so?

What’s a bit surprising is that the process of continuously changing and looking in the mirror—

Surprisingly was not unpleasant.

A dress that fits my body well, compliments like beautiful, visible changes…

I usually dress well, utilizing an elf’s aesthetic sense, but today felt a bit different.

In the end,

I tried on the initial cream dress again.

This time, I took a little more time in front of the mirror.

The sensation against my skin, the falling lines, the atmosphere confirmed by my eyes.

It was just a few pieces of fabric, but I felt that the person wearing it seemed a little different.

…Just one piece.

Not to prove something or to fight,

But simply choosing clothes for the reason of wanting to feel pretty—

‘Maybe it wouldn’t be bad.’

As I left the store, I held a shopping bag in my hand.

“Sister! Let me hold that. I’ll carry it!”

Koharu tried to grab it quickly, but as I lifted my arm, her hand sliced through the air.

“Really? I’ll carry it myself.”

“Yuna, don’t be so flashy.”

That was, of course, a remark from Sara behind me.

—

It was well past lunchtime.

The members were each carrying a small bag in their hands.

This time, Karen spoke up.

“Let’s take a break now. My feet are hot…”

Koharu chimed in.

“Aren’t you hungry? You all seem so energetic.”

I glanced around the nearby stores.

“…It seems like there are still quite a few places we haven’t been into yet?”

The three members turned their heads to look at me simultaneously.

“Ria… are you… serious right now?”

“Hmm? I just… still feel like I can walk.”

Looking around and trying on clothes doesn’t seem too tiring… or at least, that’s how I felt.

I casually brushed my hair back with the back of my hand.

Sara spoke softly.

“You said you don’t understand why mood changes happen, right?”

Karen next to her lightly poked me in the side.

“Aren’t you the person having the most fun right now?”

I immediately rebutted such nonsense.

“What are you talking about? I’m just… following you all!”

Koharu dramatically pointed at my wrist.

“Cho-eun! Look at that wrist. Did you happen to buy the whole store?”

I raised both of my hands silently.

…Why do I have so many shopping bags?