Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 151

The incredible quality of Eunha’s character model left me stunned for a moment. But I quickly shook it off and focused on her stream again. I wanted to understand what kind of person she was to receive such an exceptional avatar.

Of course, Celestial Realm wouldn’t have intentionally poured extra effort into just one character. Looking at the other members’ designs, it was clear that they had put their all into each one. The fact that Eunha’s model stood out so much must have been sheer coincidence.

Still.

I couldn’t help but feel envious.

Even though I don’t place too much importance on my avatar, I’m still an artist. When I see a beautifully crafted creation, my eyes naturally linger on it—and my heart feels a tinge of longing.

As I imagined leading a protest to demand avatar updates at Celestial Realm HQ, I redirected my focus to the stream.

But…

[So my name is written here: Seo Eunha! Did you know I’m the only one in the 2nd generation with a three-syllable name? Well, the reason is—]

She was speaking so quickly it was hard to follow.

Was she nervous?

Although she had started strong, the pressure of her debut seemed to be getting to her. Understandable—it was her first stream, and at just 21 years old, she was a complete rookie.

• ??? LOL
• Please slow down!
• Remember to breathe!

Even the chat was struggling to keep up.

Unlike the polished, seasoned vibes of the earlier debuts, Eunha’s inexperience was on full display. But honestly? That wasn’t a bad thing.

“Wow, she’s super flustered.”

“Yeah, but it’s kind of funny. She’ll probably laugh about it later.”

Maho’s reaction mirrored my own.

There was something undeniably charming about her awkwardness.

This wasn’t a corporate office—it was streaming. Eunha wasn’t an office worker; she was a VTuber. And in this world, even slip-ups could be a source of charm.

[My height? 156 cm! What? You think that’s short? Well, excuse me, but this is average in the industry!]

Her nervous rambling continued, and somehow, it only made her more endearing.

Her high-quality model and mystical aura contrasted perfectly with her awkward demeanor. This gap between expectation and reality—gap moe—was pure gold in the VTuber world.

[Oh, and my special talent? Um… I’m good at everything!]

…Everything?

That’s a bold claim.

• Oh?
• Let’s see it, then.
• I’m holding my breath until you prove it.

The chat predictably latched onto her words.

Caught up in their enthusiasm, Eunha hastily agreed to demonstrate her so-called talents.

[Alright, I’ll show you something! Starting with a song!]

A song?

Interesting choice.

The familiar sound of a popular song’s instrumental began to play, and as Eunha took a deep breath, her entire demeanor shifted.

“Wow, she’s… good,” Maho said, wide-eyed.

“Yeah,” Roa added simply.

Eunha’s singing voice was leagues beyond what I’d expected from her nervous introduction. Her control, tone, and emotion—it all came together beautifully.

Then, she pivoted to drawing.

[Next, how about some art? Here’s something I’ve drawn before!]

“Wait, she draws too?”

Her sample artwork popped up on screen, and it was… surprisingly good. Not quite at my level, of course, but impressive nonetheless.

[And now, let me show you my Japanese skills!]

“Is there anything she doesn’t do?”

“She’s full of surprises.”

Sitting on Maho’s couch, I found myself marveling at the sheer range of Eunha’s abilities. Singing, drawing, Japanese—what else was she hiding?

For someone who seemed so nervous and inexperienced, she sure knew how to pull out all the stops.

When Eunha’s stream ended, Maho summed it up perfectly:

“Wow. She’s incredible.”

“Yeah,” I agreed. “It feels unfair how much talent she has at such a young age.”

Maho shot me a look.

“You’re one to talk.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re just as bad! Stop pretending you’re some humble underdog.”

“Hey, I’ve lived twice as long as her, remember?”

Roa, who’d been silent, chuckled softly.

The final debut of the day was Gaeun.

With green hair reminiscent of nature and a floral crown adorning her head, Gaeun’s character design radiated warmth.

“She feels… calming,” Maho said.

“Like a healing presence,” I agreed.

Gaeun exuded a cozy, nurturing vibe—a stark contrast to the flashy charisma of Eunha.

She wasn’t as flashy or shocking as the others, but her steady, soothing energy left its mark. It was clear the 2nd generation had been meticulously crafted to fill gaps in the existing lineup.

When Gaeun’s stream ended, Maho leaned back and sighed.

“So, uh… are we going to be okay?”

“Why wouldn’t we be?”

“Did you see them? They’re amazing. What if they take all our viewers?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Relax. We’ve got a year’s worth of experience on them.”

And it wasn’t just experience. I had my art, Maho had her unique charm, and Roa… well, Roa was Roa. We weren’t going to get overshadowed so easily.

Back at my place, I debated whether to call management about the character model disparity.

But after watching the 2nd gens, I felt an overwhelming urge to stream instead.

As a senior, I couldn’t let them hog all the attention.

I started my stream with a cheeky title: “All the juniors, gather beneath me!”

• ???
• Oh, she’s back.
• 2nd gen thoughts?
• Gather… lol.

“Hello, everyone!”

The chat quickly filled with familiar faces, as well as some new ones. It seemed like a lot of viewers had wandered over after the 2nd gen streams ended.

After some casual chatter, I brought up the topic of the day.

“So… did everyone watch the new recruits’ debuts?”

• Yep!
• Not yet.
• They were great.
• Loved them.

The general consensus was overwhelmingly positive. Not that I was surprised.

[User123 donated $5: Watching the fresh new recruits made you look a little… rough. 😂]

“Excuse me?”

• LOL
• She’s gonna snap.
• Time for a remake, Miro?

“Look, I’m fine as I am, okay? This is my face!”

Even so, the calls for a new outfit or model update continued to flood the chat.

• Just get a new outfit!
• How about a full remake?
• You deserve it.

“…Fine, I’ll think about it,” I said reluctantly.

Before I could dive deeper into the topic, a notification popped up.

[Seolha donated $10: Apologies for being ‘cocky,’ senior!]

“Huh? Seolha?”

More donations followed in rapid succession.

[Haeun donated $10: Looking forward to working with you, senior!]
[Haeil donated $10: Let’s game together sometime!]
[Habin donated $10: Thanks for watching our streams today!]
[Eunha donated $10: Love you, senior!]
[Gaeun donated $10: I’ll formally introduce myself next time!]

It was a flood of junior love, all at once.

“Well, that’s touching,” I said, genuinely moved. “Thanks, everyone. But…”

I quickly pulled up the moderation settings.

With a heavy heart, I clicked the kick button for each of their accounts.

“Let’s talk later. I need to share my real thoughts on you guys now.”

• OMG LOL
• RIP juniors.
• Miro’s laying down the law.

“It’s nothing personal, I promise.”

With the juniors all kicked from the stream, I finally got back to what I did best: being Miro.