Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 149

Today marked the debut of the Celestial Realm’s second generation.

“Exciting, right?”

“Definitely.”

To watch the new recruits’ debut stream together, I had come to Maho’s place. The other members lived too far, so it was just the two of us today.

“I heard they’re really well-prepared,” Maho said, munching on some snacks.

“Yeah, seems like it.”

The second generation was set to debut in a relay format, with three members going today and the other three tomorrow.
It was a far cry from our chaotic first-generation debut. We had no system like this. Things have gotten a lot fancier since then.

Still, it’s important to show support for the juniors. It’s their big day, after all.

“Who’s up first? Wasn’t it Seolha?”

“Yep.”

Seolha wasn’t one of the two juniors I had met during their pre-debut interviews, but she was described as being from the “adorable” group, not the “intimidating” one. I was looking forward to seeing how she’d do.

With a bag of snacks from the convenience store, Maho and I settled on the couch in front of the laptop.

“It’s starting soon.”

Maho searched for Seolha’s channel on Twitch. Even before her debut stream, her follower count was already impressive.

“Wow, look at these numbers,” I said.

“Must be the first-gen effect.”

The trickle-down effect was real. Our success had created an eager audience for the second generation.

The clock struck the hour, and the debut stream began.

A gentle background melody played before a voice came through.

[Ah, ah, nice to meet you!]

Seolha’s avatar appeared on screen—a striking character with snow-white hair and sapphire-blue eyes.

“Whoa, look at that model,” Maho whispered.

I nodded in agreement. The avatar’s design was incredibly polished. The silky white hair and glimmering eyes gave her an elegant yet approachable charm.

The chat went wild immediately. Messages poured in so quickly they blurred into an unreadable wall of text.

“Look at the chat speed,” Maho said, amazed.

“Yikes, that’s overwhelming. Hope she can handle it.”

Her viewer count had already hit five digits. The combination of Celestial Realm’s popularity and all the first-gen members staying offline ensured that every fan was tuning in.

“She’s really benefiting from the hype,” I mused.

“Total freeRoading,” Maho teased.

I laughed but couldn’t deny it. This was the perfect setup for a stellar debut.

Seolha started with a well-organized self-introduction, using a detailed visual presentation on screen.

[As you can see, I’m Seolha! My height is this, and my weight… well, that’s a secret! Hehe.]

She seemed a little nervous but didn’t stumble. Her delivery was smooth and natural—evidence of prior streaming experience.

“She’s definitely not a complete newbie,” Maho remarked.

“Probably has a past life,” I replied, using the common term for a previous online identity.

Celestial Realm would’ve chosen her carefully, and any rough edges would’ve been polished during training. This wasn’t a raw talent; this was a seasoned recruit stepping into a new role.

When Seolha mentioned her special talent, my interest piqued.

[My special skill is… drawing! People call me Seol-HaBaek!]

“Drawing?”

“She’s an artist too?”

Hearing that she specialized in art immediately caught my attention. It seemed like the second generation had its own dedicated illustrator.

“This could be fun,” I mused.

Collaboration ideas were already forming in my head. A drawing collab with another artist would be a hit with viewers.

And then…

[My goal is to surpass Miro-senpai in drawing!]

…What?

For a moment, my hand hovered over the keyboard.

“Uh-oh,” Maho said, sensing the shift in my mood.

I took a deep breath, letting the initial impulse pass.
It was her debut stream. I didn’t want to derail it by reacting.

Not to mention, if I chimed in, the chaotic “Miro-dan” fans watching her stream would explode in the chat. My name alone was already making waves.

“I’ll let it slide. Just this once,” I said, leaning back.

“You sure?” Maho asked cautiously.

“Of course. I’m not petty.”

Still, the chat wasn’t as considerate.

• ??
• She’s aiming high, huh?
• Does she have two lives to spare?
• Should we teach her a lesson, boss?
• [Info]: Miro is already watching this stream.

Seolha’s calm demeanor faltered as the chat began buzzing with references to me.
She tried to keep her composure, but the growing tension was obvious.

“Uh… um, anyway….”

“Poor thing,” Maho muttered.

I sighed. This wouldn’t do. I picked up my phone and logged into Twitch under my account.

One simple word:

• 조용. (Quiet.)

It wasn’t much, but it was enough.

The moment the message appeared, the chat froze for a split second before obediently calming down.

• Oops.
• Sorry, boss.
• My bad.
• Pretend we weren’t here.

Order restored, Seolha regained her composure and continued her stream without further interruptions.

[Thank you, senpai!]

“No problem,” I muttered under my breath.

“You handled that well,” Maho said, impressed.

“Someone had to,” I replied.

As Seolha wrapped up her debut, I couldn’t help but feel a touch of pride. I had successfully acted like a responsible senior… for once.

“She did well for her first stream,” Maho commented.

“Yeah. Let’s see how the others do.”

Next up was Haeun, another second-gen member. Her character was a striking contrast to Seolha’s icy theme—golden hair with a fiery red undertone, giving her a radiant, sun-like vibe.

[Hello, everyone! I’m Haeun, here to brighten your day!]

Like Seolha, Haeun presented her introduction with confidence and flair. Her voice had a familiar tone, though I couldn’t quite place it at first.

“She’s so vibrant,” Maho said, munching on some chips.

“Yeah. Her model’s fantastic too,” I added.

As Haeun continued her self-introduction, she reached her special skill section.

[My special talent is… singing!]

The moment she announced her talent, Maho and I perked up.

“Really? She sings?”

“She’s gotta be good if she’s calling it her talent.”

Sure enough, Haeun didn’t just talk about her skill—she demonstrated it.

[Here’s a little song for you all!]

The backing track started, and she launched into a performance. Her voice was rich and melodic, effortlessly hitting every note.

“Wow, she’s good,” Maho said, thoroughly impressed.

But I… felt something strange.

“Hmm…?”

The voice… it sounded familiar.

“Something wrong?”

“Just… give me a second.”

It wasn’t just her voice—it was the way she sang. I had heard this style before.

“Wait a minute….”

Suddenly, it clicked.

Back at that vocal academy… the girl I overheard singing….

I quickly grabbed my phone and pulled up my contacts.

Han Yaeun.

The name stared back at me.

I hesitated for a moment before dialing the number.

If she answered, it wasn’t her.
If she didn’t….

The phone rang.

[Ring… ring…]

My eyes darted to the screen, then back to Haeun on the stream.

Could it really be her?