TS Vtuber Streaming Life - Chapter 2

First of all, my singing skill was about average when heard in a karaoke room, and it’s the same even now that I’m a woman.

But then there’s the element of timbre.

“Wow, did you get an implant in your voice?”

“I guess so.”

There’s a reason why people say that singing relies on timbre. It’s true.

I sang songs from different genres one after another, and my voice suited all of them.

It even sounded like a unique male voice when I sang a man’s song in a lower tone.

Thus, my time of testing and playing, while admiring my vocal cords, came to an end.

After having dinner with Nayeon at her place, I sent her back home.

Now, with 28 years of experience as a man, my cooking skills have improved a lot, which was amusing to see Nayeon surprised.

“Take care.”

“Okay.”

The next day, I went to a vocal academy for a consultation.

“Uh, Yeonwoo…?”

“Yes.”

Wow! This is the vibe! Is there really someone with this level of appearance?! Such development!

Unfortunately, there wasn’t a typical TS scenario like the convenience store scene.

Because… I looked too scary!

Recalling that time… I went to pay, and the cashier flinched when she saw my face and kept her eyes down until I left, which left an impression.

Even passersby glanced at my face and then averted their eyes, which honestly hurt a bit.

It might be different when receiving attention, but… since I’ve transitioned, and particularly being very pretty, doesn’t it make sense that there should be a typical cliché scenario at least once?

So this is the first time I’m seeing a proper reaction to my appearance.

“I’ll do a simple test as mentioned yesterday and then wrap up today.”

“Okay.”

We ended the day after discussing how high or low the pitch goes, if there’s a song I want to learn, and hearing about the upcoming direction.

“So, should I come every Friday at this time?”

“Yes.”

“Then, goodbye.”

“Yes, see you next week.”

Upon arriving home, I turned on the broadcast of a Japanese VTuber.

Leading up to the auditions, what I need to do now is think about what to showcase and practice singing.

A few days later.

I went out to buy groceries as I ran out of food at home.

I was tempted to order in due to laziness, but since I had fun cooking for the first time in a while, I decided to make something.

“Excuse me…”

When I turned to the voice calling me, there was a man in a suit.

“Yes?”

Oh, trying to get my number even after seeing my face!

I felt sorry for him, but experiencing it, it felt worse than I expected, so I looked at him expressionlessly.

“Uh… um…”

“If you have nothing to say, I’ll be going.”

“Please take this business card!”

Huh? A business card?

Wasn’t it a number? I don’t feel unnecessarily sorry. A scout should be prepared to be treated like this.

I examined the business card the man handed over.

…Isn’t this a second-tier entertainment company?

It’s essentially regarded as 1.5-tier, lower than the top three agencies, isn’t it?

“Well, I’ll be going then.”

“Ah… yes… please contact me if you’re interested…”

Well, that’s that. I’m going to be a VTuber, so I don’t need to care.

I can’t even adapt to my body yet, let alone become a celebrity?

At least I should be able to wash up without confusion.

…Accepting that I’ve become a woman is a different matter altogether.

I stopped by the store to buy groceries.

I felt a little hurt when the lady at the checkout couldn’t meet my eyes, but I’m starting to adapt.

By the way, maybe it’s because I regressed to the past, but goods seem much cheaper now?

While shopping, I ended up buying a lot of things.

What should I cook for dinner today?

When in doubt, it’s best to ask.

Ding ding ding

[Hey, sister. Why?]

“I need dinner suggestions.”

[Are you bullying your high school younger sibling?]

“Shouldn’t you be studying instead?”

[…I’m in a dilemma about whether to like you for knowing me too well.]

“Good things are good.”

It seems she has a lot of interest in her older sister.

“So, what should we have for dinner?”

[Umm… stir-fried pork?]

“Did you TS too?”

[Huh? What are you talking about?]

“…Never mind.”

When asking a typical high school girl, wouldn’t they suggest snacks?

“Anyway, thanks. Call if you get bored.”

[Okay, have a good dinner.]

Since I got a recommended menu, I started cooking.

First, I put a frying pan on the burner and turned it on to low heat, pouring a little cooking oil.

Then, I tore the wrap off the foreleg meat I bought earlier and put it into the frying pan.

Listening to the sizzling sounds as it cooked, I took out a handful of chopped green onion from the fridge and tossed it in.

After sautéing for a moment, I then opened the fridge again to get minced garlic.

I scooped a big spoonful, added soy sauce, red pepper powder, oligo syrup, and sugar in the right amounts.

After a little more process, it was completed.

I took a bite.

Hmm, it’s the not-so-sweet flavor of stir-fried pork that I like.

As a true sodium addict, I find salty flavors more delicious than sweet ones.

Ah, right. I meant to tell Nayeon about the business card I received but forgot.

I remember bragging about business cards a few times before, but bragging about these things is essentially saying, “Look at me, I’m pretty,” so I can’t give that up.

Since she takes after our dad, her reactions are just too good.

The next day.

Ugh… why does my body feel so exhausted today?

I feel nauseous… did I eat something bad yesterday? Did the meat in the stir-fry spoil?

Even trying to eat, I couldn’t spark an appetite and kept lying in bed.

While scrolling through my phone like that,

“Ouch!”

What was that?

Pain surged up and down my abdomen like a needle-prick.

Oh no…!

I hurriedly searched through my memory and realized.

Yeah…!

The TS nation rule, a period event has occurred.

Looking back at my memories, I noted that my periods were quite heavy…

Dragging my lethargic body, I relied on my memories to head to the bathroom.

“Ah, d*mn….”

Swear words slipped out as I usually don’t say them.

I knew from information memory that bl**d would seep from below, but experiencing it felt incredibly dirty.

Ugh….

In the end, I spent the day doing nothing, deeming it a day with a yucky mood, lying down all day.

***

[Hey, are you doing well?]

“I’m doing fine, what’s up?”

It’s been a while since I heard from a friend.

[I called because I wanted to see you after a long time.]

“Is that so? Then I’ll come over to your place.”

[Sure.]

My friend’s name is Han Kyung-min, a buddy I’ve had since elementary school.

Fortunately, our bond seems to have continued even after I transitioned.

That reminds me; it will be nice to meet after such a long time.

The last time I saw him before my regression was at a gathering to celebrate our college graduation.

It’s been almost three years.

So, thinking that I’ll see youthful faces after a long time made me feel good.

I came out wearing the black hoodie and sweatpants that have now become my go-to outing outfit, along with a hat.

As I walked to Kyung-min’s apartment, which wasn’t far, I saw him waiting outside.

“Hey! Why’d you come out to meet me… huh?”

Huh? Why doesn’t he look like his usual scruffy self?

“I was just worried you wouldn’t remember the place since it’s been a while.”

No, don’t do this to me. Please.

“Have you been well, Yeon-woo?”

The gaze he directed at me felt strange.

I quickly rummaged through memories of my time as a woman, feeling a lot of unease at Kyung-min’s appearance.

No! No! This feeling isn’t in my memories! Could it be that this guy is a romantic failure? Could he not detect this atmosphere?! d*mn! No wonder he’s a virgin!

Though I’m relieved he’s a virgin, I didn’t expect him to be this oblivious!

“Yeon-woo?”

“Uh, yeah… as I said earlier, I’m doing fine…”

Calming down, I scanned Kyung-min up and down.

His attire seemed like he tried but didn’t try very hard, he had slightly styled hair, and the gaze he directed at me…

No way! That gaze could be my personal opinion, so let me just focus on objective facts.

…There’s nothing wrong with it?

My perspective as a man insists this.

“Let’s head inside.”

This guy seems to have feelings for me.

With caution, I entered Kyung-min’s home, and the familiar view welcomed me back.

First off, I decided to confirm my suspicions.

“Hey, ventilate your place a bit. What’s that smell of night-blooming flowers? Just the smell alone is suffocating. Are you taking responsibility?”

“Hey! What kind of language is that for a girl?! Be careful!”

Please! Don’t say that! No matter how my gender’s changed! You used to curse at me when I’d say stuff like that!

His face turned crimson, and the way he hesitated in his speech shifted my suspicion into certainty.

“Let me get you a drink.”

“Yeah, cola for me.”

“I know.”

Ha… TS is really annoying.

I can’t describe the feeling of discovering that my closest friend has a crush on me—it’s incredibly frustrating!

In now, even Amta-Dan would probably not be against this situation, right?

No, they might even think this current situation was adorable childhood friends to lovers! Idiots! They have to experience this to understand! This isn’t childhood friends, it’s BL!

Given how I’m feeling, I even entertained the ridiculous thought that Kyung-min might’ve liked me when he was a guy.

“Hah…”

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my heart.

Since my regression, this is the most nerve-wracking moment.

Isn’t it about time for me to choose between my buddy and my own mind?

Yet, of course, my mind should take precedence!

Yeah, I feel bad for Kyung-min, but I need to draw a line for my mental health.

“Here, eat this.”

As the timing was right, I decided to get to the point right now.

If I delay any longer, my heart may get hurt. It’s already at its limit!

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t fall for me.”

“Huh?!”

Phew… Saying that somehow calmed me down.

“Ah, no… uh, when did you know?”

Kyung-min trembling as he clearly didn’t expect this situation made me feel a hint of pity—but no, thinking back, I’m frustrated?! I’m a victim too?!

“I figured it out because you felt different seeing you after such a long time.”

However, I didn’t want to hurt him more, so I answered coldly, hoping to close off my heart.

“Oh, I see…”

I contemplated comforting him, but I knew that such actions would just deepen his attachment, so I stopped.

“…Let’s eat.”

“…Okay.”

I can’t ask someone heartbroken to cook, so I decided to do it myself.

I simply made pasta with the ingredients I had at home and placed it in front of him.

“…Thank you.”

“It’s nothing.”

The only sounds in the room were the clinking of dishes and the sound of noodles being slurped.

Ah, this is awkward. Should I just act goofy?

Just for a moment, that thought crossed my mind, but I determined it was appropriate to give my close friend time to sort out his feelings.

Then just as I was about to return home after finishing eating.

“Yeon-woo.”

Oh, please.

“Yeah?”

“Can we just remain friends?”

“Of course.”

Wow! Oh my! I was genuinely startled. Fortunately, that was not a confession!

“Then, clear your feelings well and explain to me next time why you liked me.”

“This girl?! Is that what you tell someone who just got dumped?!”

He seems to be done processing his feelings, as he returned to his familiar self.

And as I left Kyung-min’s house, I gazed up at the sky.

“Sigh….”

It’s tough….