TS Vtuber Streaming Life - Chapter 126
“Phew… Have you got your senses back by now?”
“I’m sorry… I won’t drink until I can’t manage my body anymore again…”
“Hmm, right.”
After getting hardened a few times on the road every time a car came, I finally got my senses back—
“Ugh…”
“…Hey, are you crying?”
“No… I know I messed up…! But still… ugh…!”
“d*mn…”
It’s been a while since I’ve seen her cry… I haven’t seen it since elementary school.
Was dragging her around on the asphalt that distressing?
“Shall we take a break? I’ll buy you chocolate milk.”
I pointed to a convenience store nearby with my finger. It should be better to eat it while getting some fresh air at the outdoor table.
*Sob!* “I want picnic… apple flavor instead of chocolate milk…”
“…Okay. I’ll buy it, so get up.”
“Carry me…”
…Seriously, this is just too much.
“Fine, I’ll carry you.”
It should be okay since it’s close…
As I squatted, I felt weight on my back.
“Ugh… Are you really going to carry me if I ask for it? You really do this?”
“I’ll drop you.”
“…Hmph.”
“It won’t work.”
To support myself, I let one of my hands that were holding onto my legs go.
“I’m sorry.”
It seems words only work when expressed through action.
“By the way, haven’t you been eating well lately?”
“Why?! Am I as light as a feather?! Is my strict diet paying off?!”
“No? You’re heavy as hell. You’re still eating a lot, huh.”
“…You’re a mean person.”
So that’s why she was strict with her diet… I need to make her eat something high in calories tomorrow.
I can’t let her feel like all that dieting was worth it.
“Get down now. We’ve arrived.”
“Cheh, I was comfortable though…”
After letting her down, we entered the convenience store and bought something simple—
“Hey. Don’t buy that.”
“Why! I want to eat it!”
“No, you want to drink more alcohol after drinking like that?”
She was reaching for a green bottle in the fridge, so I quickly stopped her.
“I just wanted to drink it with my sister today…”
“We have plenty of alcohol at home, so don’t buy it.”
“Still—”
“I told you not to take it out. Do you want to be dragged again?”
“…No.”
Anyway, after simply buying something, we sat at the outdoor table.
“Here, picnic.”
“Yay!”
I also ate a hot bar that I heated in the microwave.
“So, are you saying we’ll drink more at home later?”
“Yes!”
“Ugh… What are you going to do tomorrow?”
It seems she doesn’t know the terror of a hangover since today is her first day of reckless drinking.
“I don’t know! I’ll just eat and d*e!”
“Hmm… Hey, text me ‘I’m sober. I’m fine right now.’”
“Huh? Right now?”
“Yeah, right now.”
Nayeon took out her phone—
“Wait! My phone! Oh!? My wallet too?! Wow! I must have left it all at the bar!”
“Oh, right.”
Did I collect it?
I took out the things I had from my pocket and gave them to Nayeon.
“Oh! Thank you!”
“Quickly send the message.”
“Okay… Alcohol… Ah, I’m… sober…? Wh-why is my typing like this?”
This won’t do.
“Hey… I pressed it correctly, but it’s not typing… I think my phone broke…”
“You should drink tomorrow instead of today.”
“…That’s disappointing.”
“I’ll drink with you tomorrow. Hold on.”
“Is that a promise?!”
“Yeah, yeah.”
After eating simply like that, we went into the convenience store, threw away the trash, bought ice cream, and headed home while eating.
“…What is this? Was ice cream this delicious?”
“When you drink, ice cream tastes good.”
“Oooo… So alcohol is an ice cream launcher?”
…Does it actually work that way?
“But are we walking?”
“Yeah. You need to sober up a bit.”
“Really?! Of course, you’re tsun—”
Thud.
“Ugh!”
“Speaking of which, could you stop putting that frame on me this year?”
“Huh? What did I just hear? Frame? I want… I want to drink milk…”
As she spoke, she pulled her hand back that was raised to hit my head.
“So… how was last year?”
“Hmm… I don’t know because I just studied too hard. But! It was fun after the college entrance exam, right?”
“Is that so?”
“What about you, Nayeon?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, you did broadcasts and released songs, you had a lot going on.”
“Well… it was fulfilling. It was busy, though.”
It was a different kind of experience than I had lived up to this point, making it uniquely enjoyable.
“Can I ask something?”
“What? Go ahead.”
“Are you really okay with this?”
“Yeah.”
“If I hit you, you won’t get mad?”
“Yeah.”
“Now I’ll really say it— Okay, I’ll say it.”
I lowered my hand that I was raising in preparation.
“What is it?”
Why is she being so cautious about asking something?
“This year… No, at the beginning of last year, when we went to karaoke, remember?”
Oh, right after I became TS?
“Yeah, why?”
“You seemed upset then, and I was wondering why.”
“Hmm…”
How should I express this…
I can’t say the truth directly, so I have to beat around the bush…
“I was just restless after becoming an adult and living alone.”
“That doesn’t seem like it… Was that when you subtly changed?”
“…Did I?”
“Yeah.”
“You just said it. I was restless. So it changed a bit.”
“Oh…! Was that it?! Hmm… but I don’t think that’s the only reason…”
Tsk… why is she being sensitive only on this point…
There was a time before when this happened too.
Even my parents didn’t notice, but she could tell when I was feeling down.
“Sigh…”
And she chose to ask this at this time…
To be honest, I feel more strongly recognized as a woman now.
Whether it’s because a person is an adaptive animal and has been in this body for about a year, or because of the hormones released from this body, I don’t know.
“But that’s okay since you’re still my sister—even if you change a little!”
“Huh? What did you say?”
“Huh? Didn’t you hear? You’re still my sister, so it’s okay to change a bit! Personally, I like you a little more tsun-tsun now!”
…Why do I feel a bit comfortable hearing that?
I thought about various assumptions to find a reason.
“Ah…!”
I think I now understand why I haven’t felt comfortable accepting the fact that I’m a woman until now.
While it’s important for me to accept and acknowledge it, it was also because I was worried that my relationship with people I already have a bond with might change due to my transformation.
“Ha…”
…I hadn’t realized it was because of this.
I never thought it would be an external issue; I always thought it was an internal problem, focusing solely on myself, making me nothing but frustrated and unable to resolve it…
“Why, what’s wrong…?”
“I had a contemplation, but it got resolved.”
It’s not completely resolved, but I think this is a big improvement.
“…Huh? I was building up to drink with you seriously and talk about your troubles when I get home?”
“…Do you want to get hit?”
It seems I was worrying a lot about my identity. I didn’t realize it myself.
“I’ll, for now, congratulate you!”
“Tsk… It had impure intentions, but it helped, so I’ll make you something delicious tomorrow.”
“Really?! Awesome! You’re the best, sister!”
“Yeah, yeah, your sister is the best.”
***
The next day.
“This is a ceiling I’ve never seen before…”
…Why is she acting like that again? Is she still not sober?
“Ah! My head hurts!”
She drank so much yesterday, so it’s not surprising it hurts.
Oh, please tell me she didn’t forget to take the hangover cure…
I thought she must have taken it and didn’t give it to her.
“Cough… Was I dragged around and ended up getting hit by a truck in another world? Is the headache a side effect?”
…She’s being ridiculous.
“Ah, if the voice is the same, does that mean I wasn’t possessed but summoned to another world?”
…She really is being ridiculous. I’ll just watch to see how long this unfunny play goes on—
“Status window!”
“…Ugh.”
…That hit me out of nowhere. I think it’s unfair to say that when I let my guard down.
“Oh, what’s up? It’s you!”
Oh, did she hear me?
Well… I guess it’s understandable since I failed to hold back my laughter.
“Get up.”
Now that she’s exposed, it’s time to get her up slowly and let her recover from her hangover.
“Ugh… You grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me around so much… It turns out we both got hit by a truck and moved to another world…”
Is she still going on about the other world? Did she forget what we ate at the convenience store?
“Stop being silly and get up, dummy. This is our house.”
“…Huh?”
“I cooked udon, so eat that.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Nayeon wordlessly looked around while laying on the bed.
“…Sister.”
“What?”
Finally, with her head cleared, Nayeon covered her bright red face with her hands and said,
“Is there no way to erase memories…?”
“You can hit your head until you forget. Want me to do it?”
It might be forceful enough that it could reach the hippocampus.
“…Save me.”
“But seriously, you’ve done so many foolish things in front of me, so just get over it.”
I can think of over five embarrassing moments she created through her strange actions.
And one more added… well… But this one is pretty intense.
“If only there was some magic…!”
…She’s being such a bother.
I placed my hand on Nayeon’s head.
“‘Ikyuras Quora’”
“…It’s not working?”
“Just wait.”
Then, I grabbed her hair with my fist while my hand was still on her head.
“Do you want to wake up forcibly? Or do you want to wake up yourself? I recommend waking up yourself—”
“I woke up!”
Hmm, that’s effective. She’s already escaping from that embarrassing memory.
After that order’s effect, I released my hand from Nayeon’s head, who forgot her memory and shot up from the bed.
“Let’s eat.”
“Okay! Huh? Huh? Huh?!”
She stumbled!
“Eek!”
Thud!
…This girl really is something.
It seems she hasn’t fully sobered up yet; she tried to get up and ended up colliding awkwardly with the bed.
“Catch me.”
I extended my right hand to Nayeon, who was trying to stand up again.
“Carry me!”
“Go away.”
“Hey… You carried me yesterday…”
“Do you remember that?”
“Yeah.”
“Cry like yesterday, and I’ll carry you.”
“Huh? What do you mean? Did I cry… Wait a minute, I cried?!”
So she doesn’t remember this too?
“Yeah. You cried.”
“Sister… I don’t remember…”
“You probably lost your memory.”
“Oh… This feels really strange. Someone else knows my actions that I don’t even know? Is this the feeling of people with somnambulism or multiple personality disorder?”
“Stop saying strange things and just eat the udon.”
What if it all gets overcooked?
“By the way, did you take the hangover cure?”
“No?! A true opossum like me enjoys this pain and doesn’t take it—”
“Then, don’t eat the pear juice in the fridge?”
“…Actually, it does hurt a bit. I want to switch from opossum to a normal girl.”
“Ugh, you idiot.”
Thwack!
“Ah! Hey! Don’t hit my head! I feel the aftereffects of the hangover hitting me! Ugh…!”
Hmm, if it’s a fever time with more hits, I can’t help but hit back.
Thwack!
“Ti—time!”
Thwack!
“Ugh!”
Oh, d*mn.
“Hey! Go to the bathroom and throw up!”
Fortunately, she went to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet.