TS Vtuber Streaming Life - Chapter 64
First, I received the headband from Mr. Miyuki and examined it idly, turning it this way and that without any particular intent.
“…What are you doing?”
“Just.”
I replied simply because it was a genuine, reasonless turn, and then I put on the headband.
Hmm… it’s uncomfortable…
It pressed in the middle like a headset, but the outside was full of soft fur, while the inside was hard, giving an uncomfortable sensation.
“Wow! So, so cute!!!”
Seeing the reaction, I honestly thought that spending just 10 seconds for 10 wishes felt a bit like a scam, but I was relieved.
I’m not sure if this action was worth 10 wishes, but in the end, the consumer was satisfied, right?
“5, 4, 3-”
“What, what?! What’s that number!”
“Uh? I said just spend 10 seconds.”
“Ah… right…”
It seemed that in the moment of excitement, they forgot the condition they set.
“Then, shall we go now?”
As time passed, I took off the headband and put it back in its original place, turning my body.
“Y-Yeon-woo!”
“Yes.”
“Can I buy that headband…?”
“Sure.”
“Really?!”
“Yes, but why are you asking me when I’m not taking it?”
“Eh?”
“Excuse me?”
“…Didn’t you want to take it as a souvenir?”
“…I thought it would be nice if you took it, Yeon-woo.”
“Well, then let’s just go.”
I had no intention of increasing the number of pretty trash at home.
Despite my inherently lazy nature, the reason my house maintains cleanliness is that I don’t create trash, and if this starts piling up, it would eventually become irreversible.
“Ah…”
“If you’re disappointed, just let Mr. Miyuki take it.”
“…Okay.”
After looking around the goods shop a bit more, it seemed Mr. Miyuki bought various things, but I left empty-handed because nothing particularly attracted me.
“Yeon-woo, aren’t you buying any goods?”
“No, there isn’t anything I like.”
“If there had been something, would you have bought it?”
“Hmm… maybe something useful like a mochi cushion or a sandbag substitute?”
“Is there a reason for the mochi cushion?”
“Oh, the mochi cushion is soft and feels great to hit.”
Before regression, whenever I felt stressed, I used the mochi cushion as a bunny doll like the one in the cartoon.
Now, since I don’t experience stress to that degree, and I don’t even have a cushion to hit, I can’t do that anymore.
Well, there might be one in another goods shop, so if I see it, I should think about it a bit.
Anyway, after riding more attractions and buying snacks in between, the sky started to darken.
“Hm… Shall we slowly head back?”
I thought it would feel great to shower and sip the alcohol I bought yesterday in a fluffy state.
“Eh, don’t! It’s bad!”
“Why?”
“Disneyland at night is really beautiful! If you go back to Korea without seeing that, it’s a sin!”
…Where did you learn such a word like sin?
“Is that so?”
“Yes!”
“Then let’s go in a while.”
“Sounds good!”
After that, we wandered around places we hadn’t been to and went on a few more rides.
“Oh, it’s Pinocchio.”
While wandering around, I spotted someone in a Pinocchio costume.
“Yeon-woo! P-Please take a picture!”
As soon as I started talking, I noticed they hurriedly took out their phone, showing that Pinocchio must be Mr. Miyuki’s favorite.
Hmm, Pinocchio has its charm… does it?
I can’t remember the character or story well since it’s been ages…
The only thing I can think of is that if you lie, your nose will grow longer.
Well, whatever, I took Mr. Miyuki’s phone, turned on the camera, and waited for my turn.
“Yeon-woo! Please make it pretty!”
“Okay.”
Click!
Hmm, I think this is okay?
“How is it?”
“…It’s terrible.”
…They said it was shot poorly.
I didn’t expect them to say it directly like that, even though I knew I wasn’t very photogenic.
“…Mr. Miyuki, you should try taking it.”
Even if I dislike taking photos, the scratched scenario is always an exception, right?
…Let’s see how badly they can sh**t!
I handed the phone to Mr. Miyuki and approached the staff member in the Pinocchio costume, posing with a peace sign at the camera.
“Mr. Pinocchio, come a bit closer—”
Oh, wait, this is Japan.
Hmm… what should I say?
“Hey, come on.”
Ultimately, my thoughts didn’t come to mind, so I used body language to beckon them over.
Apparently, they understood as Pinocchio approached hesitantly.
Hmm… isn’t the distance a bit too far now?
When I was taking a picture with Mr. Miyuki earlier, we were almost hugging…
So, I just moved closer and put an arm around their shoulder.
I felt Pinocchio flinch in surprise.
Ugh… it’s a bit sad if they’re that scared…
“Hey, are you scared?”
When I asked if they were scared, Pinocchio shook their head while pretending to be okay.
Hmm… should their nose grow longer for lying?
In that moment, I thought about teasing them, but then I reminded myself not to mess with someone working.
“Hey, smile.”
Ignoring the slight trembling in my arm through the costume, I looked at the camera and posed again.
“Mr. Miyuki, quickly.”
“Yes!”
Click! Click! Click!
…Did you really take that many?
After hearing the shutter sound more than 10 times, they finally gave me the signal that it was over.
“Hey, good job.”
I gave a thumbs up to the exhausted Pinocchio and approached Mr. Miyuki to check the photos.
Um, uhhh… the result is….
“…It looks like a delinquent.”
“…What does that mean?”
“It means a girl yankee leader…”
“Hmm…”
It’s sad that I can’t deny that just by looking at the results.
In the photos, it looks like I told Pinocchio, ‘Hey, smile.’
Of course, I did tell them to smile…
…I just didn’t expect it to come out like that through a costume.
After deleting all the photos I took, we went to ride attractions.
As time passed, the sound of the parade music began to reach us.
“Oh, I guess the parade is starting?”
“Yes! At this time, it has already started!”
Since I’d previously decided to let the staff work as comfortably as possible and observe from afar due to earlier events, I didn’t specifically find a spot to settle.
“Oh… They have many characters from the movies I liked.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Ha ha! Didn’t I tell you it would be worth it?!”
“Indeed…”
If I hadn’t seen this, it would have been a bit disappointing…
So, after enjoying the parade and even the fireworks, we headed back to the accommodation.
“Phew…”
After thinking about it while at Disneyland, I took a shower and downed a drink of the VTuber alcohol I poured into a glass.
“Oh.”
Not bad!
Personally, I preferred the draft beer I had at the izakaya yesterday, but this isn’t bad either.
Next time I come to Japan, I should definitely visit a brewery.
“Yum.”
I opened one of the convenience store snacks I bought yesterday in a pile and munched while checking on the members’ recent updates on my phone.
Hmm, everyone is doing well.
Our room’s viewers…
[F**k, I guess I can’t go without Roje]
When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming?
When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming?
When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming?
When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming…? When is Roje coming?
Hmm, they’re doing fine.
As I sipped and munched, somehow, I finished the drink and all the snacks, then lay down and watched my phone a bit more until I brushed my teeth and went to sleep.
***
The next day.
I pondered for a long time about what to have for my last meal in Japan.
In the end, after overcoming strong competitors like udon, ramen, and tonkatsu, the choice was!
“Let’s go eat conveyor belt sushi.”
Sushi it is.
Thus, I came to a highly rated conveyor belt sushi restaurant with my manager.
“But why not omakase but conveyor belt sushi…?”
“Uh… just.”
“I see.”
Whenever I watched anime, they ate so enthusiastically at conveyor belt sushi, so I had wanted to give it a try at least once.
But it seemed a bit awkward to share such shabby reasoning with my manager, so I just brushed it off as “just.”
“Oh….”
Not bad.
Indeed, the expensive items like tuna and eel taste their worth.
After enjoying my meal, we returned to the accommodation to pack our things.
“But, what did you do for Mie to come greet someone she saw just two days ago?”
“Eh? Did that happen?”
“Oh, I shouldn’t have said that. Please pretend you didn’t hear it.”
Thanks to my manager, I reduced one surprising thing.
Of course, I wouldn’t have been surprised even if I didn’t know.
Anyway, when we arrived at the airport, I spotted Mr. Miyuki in the distance.
“Yeon-woo!”
“Oh, Mr. Miyuki.”
“Hehe! Were you surprised?!”
“I was a bit surprised.”
“Hehe! Surprise success!”
Hmm, as long as they’re happy, that’s fine.
I’m quite proud.
“I’m really going to miss you, Yeon-woo…”
“Hmm….”
I can’t help but think, is that so?
But, I suppressed my desire to comment, knowing to distinguish between time and place.
“I! I’m going to Korea to see Yeon-woo!”
“Oh, then I’ll write one wish now.”
“Wow! What wish are you going to say?”
“Please don’t come to Korea just to see me.”
If it’s for me, shouldn’t they take responsibility and guide me?
I am an absolute nerd, so I don’t really know good restaurants or places.
“H-Hai…?”
Ah, I must have spoke in a way that could be misleading.
“I mean, don’t overdo it.”
“Ah! I understand!”
After exchanging greetings, I wrapped up my business trip to Japan and returned to Korea.