TS Vtuber Streaming Life - Chapter 1

I possessed…

As a woman!

When I woke up, my chest felt so heavy, and upon checking, there was some flesh there.

Unconsciously touching it, I realized I could feel it, and I knew it belonged to me.

Um… After some time passed, I calmed down and sporadically examined the memories of this body.

My name is Lee Yeonwoo.

I am 20 years old.

Isn’t that a coincidence that we share the same name?

During school, I was friendly with everyone.

The school is the same as mine, wait, hold on, my parents and younger sibling are the same too?

“Oh my, d*mn.”

I thought while cursing femininely.

I have transitioned. And I even have regressed.

***

I succeeded in synchronizing the mind of a man with the memories of a woman.

In fact, it wasn’t really a synchronization to begin with.

It feels like the memories of this body were just injected into me rather than the mind of a woman merging with me, so I didn’t question whether I was a man or a woman in terms of identity.

… I’m a woman… now.

No, I meant mentally.

I maintain the ego of a robust man.

… But I have to live as a woman, right?

According to the situation I possess, I have a very good habit.

Putting off complicated things.

I decided to leave it to my future self.

According to my memories, nothing has changed except for me, so it should be fine.

Anyway, as a result, I became someone unique in a world where the same environment has been experienced growing up in a different gender.

Even if my gender has changed, am I still me? My hobbies seem quite similar overall. While some things may differ in college and other aspects.

These little things are good since they add to life experience.

It’s not exactly double the experience points, but I feel like I’ve received a 1.4 times bonus event.

I decided to stop thinking and check the mirror.

On the way to the mirror, the room was familiar as my old apartment, but I wasn’t accustomed to the different eye level, and upon checking, I found out I am 170cm tall, which is quite tall for a woman.

Is this 170…?

As someone who used to be a man over 180 cm tall, I expected to be around 160 cm…

I stood in front of the mirror, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

It’s a TS, right? And there’s something to see when I look down, right? How much, I wonder?!

With such expectations, I opened my eyes.

The figure reflected in the mirror was shocking.

It seems my mom made this body by adding the energy from my original body because she failed to create it properly.

It’s like a long-term project or something in gaming terms.

I looked the most beautiful among all the people I’ve seen so far.

Including celebrities.

Isn’t it unfair that even though I just got up and my hair is all messy, I look like this?

I absentmindedly brushed my long, messy hair down with my hand.

And… I look terrifying….

I usually walk around with a blank expression and show many facial expressions when I’m having fun.

So I used to hear questions like “Are you angry?” a bit often before I got hyped.

That impression seems to have applied even after becoming a woman.

First of all, my eyes look too frightening.

If I open my eyes wide, I could easily dominate up to three hundred foes with just my gaze.

Fortunately, unless it’s someone who is exceptionally brave, I doubt there will be many attempts to get my number.

Even if there are, it seems they would naturally run away the moment I glare, right?

But because my face is pretty, I think it might work as a charm…

I don’t know…

And my body shape was no joke.

The reflection in the mirror looked extraordinary, and upon rummaging through my memories, the number D was engraved in my mind.

… Is this D?

Although it feels uncomfortable since I’m not used to it, my body seems sturdy, as I don’t feel any pain in my shoulders.

And my waist is also slim, with a distinctly noticeable line on my abdomen.

Not just my chest, but even my hip line is outstanding?!

It’s truly slender, with a big chest and a blessed physique.

Moreover! How can a person’s face be this small?

The proportions really don’t make sense!

Upon examining more closely, I discovered that my ears weren’t pierced.

When I searched for the reason, I found a memory of thinking that this was the most beautiful time and that there was no need to change for the better.

… Well, I mean, I’m pretty. Isn’t my vanity too much?

I looked at the mirror again.

… No, I was right. Yes, I am a woman.

Yeah! The end of tuning is indeed original!

It’s good that my body is brand new without a single hole, so let’s think positively about it.

“Ah!”

Next, I decided to check my voice.

I had expected it to be good since I heard many praises about my voice when I was in a male body, but this was beyond that.

What to say… it’s a deep voice, but it sounds youthful?

Yes, it’s a pleasant bass tone, but unique and distinct.

What I hear is different from what others hear, so I turned on the voice recorder on my phone to check it.

Wow…

Even though it’s a budget model of the same brand I used when I was a man, my voice comes out crisp and clear as if it were mixed.

Some people tend to value voice over face, right?

Looking at me might make it a tough decision.

“Wow… I should treat my parents to a meal…”

Wow, I got goosebumps!

I really love my voice!

Isn’t this becoming a narcissist?

I wasn’t particularly low in self-esteem when I was a man, but it seems to have increased.

But this body is 20 years old, right?

My original age was 28, and I was a second-year newbie in a company after graduating in engineering.

I now carry the information of eight years.

University… let’s drop out.

The company I joined after graduating was just a typical small firm.

I have vivid memories of desperately holding back my desire to quit while learning practical work, and now I’m being asked to do that again?

Moreover, I could easily earn enough in eight years just from stocks or cryptocurrency to support three generations.

I can’t do that.

Becoming a celebrity or a model would be much better.

But that would mean revealing my face, right?

Hmm… But seeing how celebrities’ daily lives are inconvenient seems a bit off…

Living with my face exposed and having to be cautious all the time weighs on my mind.

Huh? A celebrity?

Come to think of it, this would probably be around the time when VTuber groups began to gain popularity comparable to celebrities.

There were VTubers before, but they were in the minority.

That was before that group emerged.

Well, it wasn’t exactly a miraculous occurrence.

It was a Korean entertainment company that, noticing the success of businesses in Japan, gathered people to start it.

The company was… was it at second-tier level back then?

I think so.

But since the company was a company, I remember that their first original song became a big hit, and the broadcasting side also grew.

Although I wasn’t particularly a fan, I did listen to a lot of their songs.

Later, they even set a record for being number one on music apps.

VTuber…

I’m in a dilemma.

With this appearance, being a celebrity or a model would definitely earn me more money…

But I haven’t adapted to my body yet and am still struggling…

There’s no guarantee that I won’t be struggling later either.

Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to be a VTuber who operates just with my voice?

Especially with this voice?

And it’s enough if I earn enough to invest in cryptocurrency, right?

Also, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity…

After thinking for a moment, I made my decision.

Alright! If I’m TSing, it’s live streaming, and the current market trend is VTuber!

Moreover, in the future, VTubers will dominate the ranking for live stream donations on YouTube!

Considering the popularity before my regression, I would likely earn more than an average model!

I don’t have to reveal much about my new identity other than my voice and some information!

I calmed myself down from the excitement and thought rationally.

Since there’s no guarantee I’ll definitely pass, let’s only see it as a good opportunity if it works out; if not, it just wasn’t meant to be.

Yeah, it’s not like I’ve watched the videos of the group I’m applying to, right?

I just happened to have that one original song on my playlist because it’s my type of girl group…

Wait, did I say I’d sing that with this voice?

Yes! Let’s do it!

Thinking rationally, I realized that I had plenty of justification to act.

Ah!

I unconsciously made a fist and was startled by the pain when I noticed my nails were digging into my palm, leaving marks.

Adapting to this female body seems like it will take a long time…

… First, I should trim my nails.

***

I applied online.

It seemed that I only needed to fill out a simple resume, so I showcased my practical skills and created a neat and eye-catching resume.

After that, I checked the schedule.

Interview notices will be next week…

The audition is in three weeks.

It’s at Gaon Entertainment’s headquarters.

Preferred skills include singing, dancing, etc…

Hmm… I guess this perception is typical even for famous agencies?

While digging through community posts, the general sentiment was this.

[These bastards have really become money-hungry, lol]

(Not a human.)

– It seems like it’s going to fail anyway.

– Our country has a serious disdain for otaku, so it’s bound to fail.

– I don’t watch VTubers either.

It’s not like this doesn’t concern me either. I thought the same initially before my regression.

But the songs are good, so I naturally started to get into it.

Now that my information collection is over, next, I looked for a vocal academy.

Finding a well-known one, even if it’s not nearby, is definitely better; after thorough research, I found one and made a phone call.

[Yes, this is DeBon Vocal Academy.]

“Hello, I’d like to enroll in the academy.”

[Oh, great! First—]

After asking various questions, I scheduled a proper consultation for tomorrow.

Before going, I need to check how well I can sing, so I’ll grab a few songs at a nearby karaoke.

Ding ding ding

[Unnie? Why?]

Unnie…

I flinched at the unfamiliar term.

[Unnie?]

“Is it karaoke?”

[…yes.]

By the way, my younger sibling’s name is Na Nayeon, and we’re the same age, which means she’s currently in her third year of high school.

***

“Unnie!”

“Ah, you’ve arrived?”

I heard the sound of the door opening in my apartment, and my younger sibling came in.

“What are you doing without clothes on?”

“Hmm…”

To summarize the situation, when I checked my body earlier, I rarely had the awareness that it was me.

It’s no wonder considering I replaced my body, which I had used for 28 years, with a 20-year-old one that has similar memories.

Now that I’m aware that I am me, it feels quite awkward to get dressed…

If my awareness of being me was smaller, I’d rather dress up prettily like dressing a doll…

Though I have memories of being a woman, my mind is still heavily dominated by my male ego, making it embarrassing to wear clothes.

I summarized it out loud as I mentally explained.

“I’m giving you a chance.”

“A chance for what?”

“To choose my clothes.”

“…What anime did you watch yesterday?”

I feel a bit shy choosing for myself, so I need your help, you brat.

“Just wear a hoodie or something.”

Fortunately, I got a simple and safe recommendation.

“Yeah, that sounds better.”

I took out a black hoodie from the wardrobe and picked out black sweatpants to match.

“Unnie… can’t you wear something prettier?”

“That’s what you recommended.”

“No! Not the type of clothes! The design!”

… Is it not clean and nice?

“If you dress properly and look prettier than me, I might consider it.”

“You brat…”

My younger sibling Nayeon is objectively a beauty.

If I were to compare, she has the confidence of a school bully?

Though she may not look as fierce as me.

But who am I? A person who has transformed.

It’s only natural I look better, right?

“Let’s go.”

***

Arriving at the local karaoke near my apartment, I started singing and realized.

This feels a bit challenging…?