Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 119

“Anyway, since you promised to feature, I’ll send you the song.”
“Thank you…!”

I was genuinely grateful. Miro’s first original song.

Isn’t this a first for the Heavenly Realm? Do we need to produce a music video separately? I’ve never produced one before, so I’ll have to ask the manager.

Since I’m taking the song, can’t they make the music video? Even if they don’t support it, they’ll introduce reliable people, right?

As I continued my happy thoughts, Hyunsoo added,
“Oh, I’ll also revise the song I promised to give you.”
“That would be great, thanks.”
“You’ll love it. It suits you perfectly.”
“Is the theme narcissism by any chance?”
“Haha.”

 I asked just in case, but Hyunsoo’s reaction was ambiguous.

“What’s the answer?”
“Listen to it yourself.”

Really? No way.

But I’m definitely not narcissistic. I’m just objectively describing female Kim Suhyun from male Kim Suhyun’s perspective.

“Just to clarify, I might admire myself in the mirror, but I’m not narcissistic.”
“…Unni, do you know the story of Narcissus?”
“Narcissus? Who’s that?”

Is he an ancient figure? The name sounds familiar…

“He’s not a big deal, but he admired his reflection in a lake.”
“Is he the representative of narcissism?”
“Well, he’s like Confucius in Confucianism, Mussolini in Fascism, Marx in Communism…”
“Stop!”

I lightly tapped Hyunsoo’s forehead with my palm.

“Ouch.”
“This is a corrective measure. The quickest way to fix wrong thoughts.”
“Wow.”

Hyunsoo looked at me as if he couldn’t believe such a person existed.

Who treats people like narcissists? At that moment, Ahyoung, who was watching us, tapped my shoulder.

“Hey, Suhyun.”
“Yes?”
“Can we post that on our social media?”

Ahyoung showed me her phone, which had a video of my conversation with Hyunsoo. When did she record this?

“I think it’ll get a great reaction if we post it.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Okay…”

No way. Do you want Slim Gold fans to kill me?

“When did you record this?”
“Right when you asked if the theme was narcissism.”

…She has a great sense for timing. Did I dislike the producer during the variety show because of a sense of kinship?

But there’s something from our earlier conversation that’s bothering me.

“Hyunsoo.”
“Yes?”
“Is it really possible to revise a song like that?”
“Revise a song?”
“Making it harder and better, you know.”

 Is it really possible to make a song harder and better through revision?

“Oh, no. Actually, I made it easier considering you, Suhyun. You’re not very skilled, right?”
“You little…”

I was a bit touched by his words. He made the song and distributed the featuring parts with me in mind? Although he didn’t ask for my consent, it’s still very considerate.

No wonder the industry seniors adore him.

“Hyunsoo, let me know if you need any help later.”
“Featuring is enough.”
“Still, if you need more, just ask.”

I never intended to take a song just for featuring. I’m a considerate adult. Of course, I don’t know what help Hyunsoo might need from me, but I can assist in other areas like drawing, design, or art.

“Then… I’ll gratefully accept.”
“Think of it as a wish ticket and feel free to ask.”
“Then, please listen to the songs and choose.”
“Hmm… That’s a tough request.”

The songs are all so good that it’s hard to choose. Even if I don’t choose now, they’ll be released later, right?

“What happens to the songs that aren’t chosen?”

I asked just in case, and Hyunsoo seemed to ponder for a moment.

“Well, I could sell them to other singers.”
“Ah.”
“I’ll still be credited for writing and composing.”
“Isn’t it a bit wasteful? You could sing them yourself.”
“These are the songs I didn’t choose. I’ll make better ones later.”

Wow. Hyunsoo is so confident. I don’t know why he’s like this, but he exudes confidence. You can feel the genius in him.

So, after having lunch, I managed to choose three songs that suited my taste out of the twenty.

“These, and this one, are totally my style.”
“Okay, got it.”

I don’t know if they’ll be chosen, but if it helped, that’s good.

“Then I’ll get going now.”
“Already?”
“I’ve been here for quite a while.”

I came in the morning, so I’ve been in the studio for quite some time.

“Stay a bit longer!”

Ahyoung grabbed me as I was about to leave. It seems she likes having another woman around since there are only men here.

“Well… I’d like to, but…” I considered staying until dinner, but unfortunately, I already had plans.

“I have somewhere to go. I’ll come again next time.”
“Aww… You always leave early.”
“Just say I’m a busy woman.”
“Even though you have no friends?”
“…I’m leaving.”

So, I left Hyunsoo’s studio and headed to my next destination. I was going to composer Kang Woohyun’s studio.

I didn’t have any recording to do, but since I was already near Hyunsoo’s studio, I decided to visit, and he gladly agreed.

I walked through the familiar streets and entered the building after entering the password. In the lobby, I saw the composer and another man sitting in front of him.

Is he in his mid to late twenties? I’m not sure. I can tell he’s a young man.

Is this a meeting place? It feels like there’s always someone here when I visit.

“Ah, Suhyun, you’re here?”

As I entered, both the composer and the man looked at me. The composer remained expressionless, while the man seemed a bit surprised.

“Yes, I’m a bit late. Who is this?”
“Ah, this is Kang Jun, who will be working with us. He brought a gift to discuss things.”

The composer pointed to a corner of the lobby. A set of expensive-looking Korean beef.

“Oh…”

Seeing the gift and the slightly stiff man, I understood why the composer has such a strong network despite always being in the studio. He doesn’t need to move around.

It’s like how neighboring countries used to bring gold to the Qing Dynasty or the Roman Empire. When you’re at the composer’s level, connections come to you.

“You’re really amazing, composer.”
“Suddenly? Flattery won’t get you anything.”

The composer looked at me as if wondering what I was talking about. What do you mean nothing? There’s always something when I come here.

“At least dinner, right?”
“Pfft! Cough! Cough!”

As soon as I finished speaking, the man who was listening burst into laughter and started coughing. The composer chuckled and nodded.

“Indeed… Dinner is guaranteed.”
“Then I’ll enjoy it.”

Since it’s Manager Kim’s day off, I’ll let my parents have a cozy dinner at home, and I’ll get dinner here.

“So, what’s your name?”
“Ah, I’m Kang Jun.” The man introduced himself as Kang Jun and smiled.

It was a smile that seemed to say,
“Now that you know my name, you’ll recognize me.”
Well, maybe others have recognized him before, but… sorry, I don’t remember.

Even though I’ve tried to learn some singer names while exploring the music scene.

“Ah… I’m Kim Suhyun.”

Kang Jun’s expression turned a bit awkward, as if wondering if I didn’t recognize him.

“Do you not go to karaoke often?”
“Ah? No, not really.”
“Oh…”

When was the last time? I don’t know why he’s asking about karaoke, but the last time I went was with Tenshi when she visited Korea. An awkward silence followed, and the composer stepped in.

“Kang Jun recently topped the karaoke charts.”
“Ah, congratulations.”

So, it’s like the karaoke equivalent of the Ballon d’Or? That’s impressive.

It’s a song that everyone who goes to karaoke knows. But… I’ve already met many impressive people. The composer in front of me has composed annual chart-topping songs.

Come to think of it, some of the composer’s songs were featured in the K-pop World Cup on the show. …I hope he never watches my broadcast.

It would be awkward if a rookie like me evaluated his songs. Or maybe, given his magnanimous nature, he might just laugh it off.

“Would you like to hear my song?”
“Sure, I’d love to.”

Does he want me to recognize him? Kang Jun hesitated for a moment before playing his song on his phone.

Alright, let’s hear it.

Maybe I’ll recognize it.

So, in the composer’s studio lobby, Kang Jun confidently played his song.