Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 38

Although Suhyun started the stream quite late, the community naturally began to relay it.

[Streams ON LOL]

I knew you’d be back LOL

-You started streaming at this hour?

-LOL, you’re supposed to be signing off around now, but you’re starting?

-What? I thought you weren’t coming.

-LOL, but here I am! Kimochi LOL

[Miro seems drunk LOL]

Look at the way they’re slurring their words.

-Miro’s drunk?

-LOL, if you don’t watch now, you’re missing out on half of your life.

-LOL, hmm… Is it really that good?

-LOL, don’t watch it, you idiot LOL

-I’m going to watch it right now LOL

[Miro: I had drinks with a guy.]

“But I didn’t go to the second round because I wanted to stream.”

-Wow LOL

-From today on, I support this LOL

-Great King Miro

-This girl understands what stream is LOL…

-LOL, you had drinks with a guy?

-LOL, yeah, they had some work thing and then went for drinks.

-So, is Miro still a virgin?

-LOL, yeah, still a virgin.

-She didn’t go to the second round because she’s just a socially awkward, fat otaku who wasn’t invited LOL

-LOL, what’s with this guy? LOL Does Miro sound like someone with a chubby voice?

-LOL, please get a life. What do you think you’ll find inside a screen like that?

-LOL, and you’re telling me this while being on an anonymous board? LOL

[Miro: Can I just leech off everything?]

“Can’t do that? Then I’ll think about what I should do.”

Why are they so cute today? LOL

-What even is this LOL…

-I’m about to lose it right now.

[Miro Q&A Session LOL]

Alright, shall we dive in?

-Don’t do anything stupid, or you’ll get sued LOL…

-LOL, why would I get sued?

-LOL, haven’t you watched Miro’s stream? Look at the stream screen.

-LOL, what the hell is this LOL

-LOL, what do you think it is, you orphan? Just use your brain and ask a question.

-LOL, why do you talk like that…?

-LOL, your mom LOL

[Miro: Boyfriend? Is this even a question?]

Today’s stream is a jackpot if it’s packed with good content LOL.

-Is Miro going to sing?

-LOL, they’ll sing soon.

-Haven’t they never done it before?

-LOL, yeah, this is the first time.

[The most screwed people at this moment…]

(Photo of a man sleeping)

Those idiots who went straight home after finishing work on a Friday night LOL.

Missing out on this? Wow, that’s some real dedication LOL.

-LOL LOL LOL

-Unemployed people, ALL KILL~

-Have a drink LOL.

[But why are they singing Zard?]

-I thought they’d sing a Japanese song, but that’s unexpected;

-But they’re actually pretty good, aren’t they?

-You can feel the soul LOL.

-They just kill it with their voice.

[Miro <- Who is this person…?]

-Why do they have the exact same favorite karaoke songs as me? Gives me chills.

-The song selection is so on point LOL.

-LOL Ballads are actually good LOL.

-Just sing a Japanese song or something.

-LOL, classic nerd.

-LOL, even VTuber watchers do nerd infighting.

-Similar to me too LOL.

[Miro <- Definitely the top tier if we’re talking rankings LOL]

-Anna of musicals.

-Maho of J-POP.

-Loa of K-POP.

-And above them all, Miro of ballads.

-As a Tom fan, I agree…

-As a Maho fan, I agree…

-As a Loa fan, I agree…

-LOL, the fandom name is Loa fans LOL.

-As a dayfly, I can’t agree with this.

-LOL, we don’t need your agreement, you idiot LOL.

[But is it really okay to sing like this at this hour?]

Does Miro have a soundproof booth at home?

-LOL, but I heard the soundproofing is good.

-LOL, is it even possible to scream like that without a soundproof booth?

-At Miro’s level, it’s not noise pollution, it’s just classic.

-LOL, if Miro sings upstairs, you just listen quietly.

[Someone from Miro’s downstairs just came up LOL LOL LOL]

This is crazy LOL LOL LOL.

-Can’t believe someone actually came up LOL.

-If someone screams like that at dawn and nobody comes up, they’re a saint.

-Judging by the knocking, they were really pissed off LOL.

[??? What happened?]

Why did they just leave?

Why did they come up and then apologize?

Why did they say they enjoyed it?

Why did they just leave like that, damn it LOL.

-What the hell LOL, how does Miro manage to calm someone down as soon as they open the door?

-Why did the anger get controlled?

-This is too funny LOL LOL LOL.

[Got a clip of the upstairs noise incident just now]

(The guy from downstairs shouting while knocking on the door)

(Miro, startled, stops singing and heads to the door)

(Dialogue between the guy and Miro)

-Is this for real? Why is the guy apologizing when Miro was the one at fault?

-Damn, I’m really curious about what they look like.

-Could they be really pretty?

-LOL, no matter how pretty, wouldn’t you get angry if someone made that much noise at dawn?

-Maybe they were just scared because Miro’s a 120kg otaku?

-LOL, if someone like that caused noise pollution, you’d start with a punch, so why apologize?

[Picture of a moron.jpg]

-Introducing the “upstairs noise guy.”

-Why did this idiot even bother coming up if he was just going to apologize and leave?

-Thanks to him, Miro ended the stream, damn it.

-What an asshole.

-Sigh… It was going so well.

[If this guy is GOAT, big thumbs up LOL]

“Upstairs noise guy.” <- Thanks to this guy, we now know Miro’s on the blue pill LOL.

From today on, I will support Miro forever.

-I’m on board with the support.

-Don’t be fooled, he just bought them off.

-LOL, buying them off my ass.

-I don’t even know anymore.

When I open my eyes, the sun is already high in the sky outside the window.

“Ugh…”

Holding onto my splitting headache and my burning stomach, I got up from the bed.

Fortunately, it was a small comfort that I had at least washed my face before sleeping.

Like any modern person, I picked up my phone, but since it was out of battery, I just plugged it into the charger.

After that, I went to the kitchen to drink some water and saw the pile of beer cans next to the sink.

And then, memories of last night started coming back to me…

“Aah!”

What on earth did I do…?

Singing like that at dawn, even if it’s for a stream, is too much.

I wouldn’t have anything to say if I got reported.

Moreover, someone even came up directly.

I guess I should apologize properly for that.

I should buy something and go to apologize properly this afternoon.

But first, I need to take care of this hangover.

I can’t do anything until I settle this burning stomach.

So, I immediately made a simple ramen with chopped green onions and eggs, and turned on my phone.

“Ugh…”

As soon as I turned it on, I checked the notifications.

First, there were messages from Ayoung and Hyunsu asking if I got home safely, then there were calls from the manager during the drinking stream, and after that, messages from other members who heard about my stream after waking up.

I replied to each of them while finishing my hangover cure.

I tossed the pot and dishes into the sink and lay down on the bed, thinking about what to do next.

‘I need to do some grocery shopping… and apologize to the guy downstairs…’

I have to go out.

I don’t want to go out in this heat, but I forced myself to get up and headed outside.

I went to the mart, did some shopping, and stopped by a nearby bakery to buy a small cake before heading back.

The heat outside was so intense that I was sweating profusely in no time, so I sat down to cool off with the air conditioner and took the cake I bought to the downstairs apartment.

Knock, knock – I knocked on the door very carefully.

I thought no one might be home since it was still the afternoon, but fortunately, the door opened.

“Who… Oh.”

“I’m sorry about last night… I was drunk.”

“Oh, um… It’s okay. It wasn’t that noisy. Haha…”

I thrust the cake into the hands of the surprised man and apologized once more before returning home.

“…So, am I done with everything?”

Grocery shopping, apologizing to the guy downstairs.

And what’s left… just a bit of housework, but that can wait!

I dived onto my bed.

If I could just relax and read the alternate history novel I’ve started lately…

Buzzz-

Just as I thought that, my phone rang.

I checked to see who it was, and, of course, it was the manager.

What could it be? When I saw the message earlier, there wasn’t anything special…

I felt a little nervous, wondering if I had said something wrong while drunk yesterday, and answered the call.

“…Hello?”

[Ah, yes, Miro.]

…At least the voice sounds calm.

“Yes.”

[I watched your stream yesterday.]

“Is that so?” Haha…

[Honestly, I was a bit nervous, but I’m glad it ended without any issues.]

The word “nervous” stabbed right into my heart, but if nothing happened, isn’t that enough?

“Haha… Did you watch the whole thing, even though it was late?”

[Once I started watching, I couldn’t fall asleep.] Right…

“Was it because the stream was fun?”

[Well, I won’t say that wasn’t one of the reasons.]

I didn’t bother asking about any other reasons.

Asking would only make me feel more embarrassed.

“Um… So, what is it about?”

[Ah, it’s about the new song.]

A new song?

They regularly ask for my opinion, so is it about that again?

“Um… I don’t have any opinions right now.”

[That’s fine; just let us know when you do. This time, it’s a request from the composer.]

“The composer?”

The composer is the one who made the first album of the Celestial Idol Project.

A famous and talented person whose skills are so high that it’s almost strange they’re composing for a VTuber.

[The composer wants to meet with each member individually to discuss the song. Miro, you were the first to be chosen.]

“…Pardon?”

[Didn’t you meet during the last recording? This time, too, they want to have a chat. I think a good result will come out of it, so I’m looking forward to it.]

“Uh… When?”

[They asked me to suggest a time, and I said you’re usually available, so they suggested sometime tomorrow or the day after in the afternoon.]

Wait, saying it like that makes me sound like what?

It makes me seem like someone who has nothing on their schedule.

“Tomorrow afternoon? Or the day after?”

[Is there any issue with the timing?]

“No… It’s fine.”

Surprisingly, I really was a person with no plans.

So, the next day, I headed to the studio.

“It’s hot, so hot.”

I arrived at the studio where I had come before with Maho.

Again, as I entered the building, the composer was already waiting.

“Hello.”

“It’s been a while. Please come inside.”

It’s been a few months since I first met him, but he still looks thin, with long hair and a scruffy chin.

“Here, have a seat.”

This time, like before, it was in the recording studio.

Well, it’s a recording studio, but it has everything from a sofa to a table.

Following the composer’s guidance, I sat down on the sofa.

The composer pulled a chair from in front of the audio equipment and sat down across from the table, placing a notebook he had prepared in advance on the table.

“I called you here today, Miro, because I have a few things to ask during the composing process.”

Maintaining his characteristic dry expression, the composer began asking several questions.

What kind of songs do I like? What vocal range do I feel most confident in? What kind of songs do I want to sing?

The composer, who was clearly asking questions related to composing, suddenly paused, pondered for a moment, and then asked another question.

“That comment about lacking individuality—what does that mean?”

Individuality?

What is he talking about?

As I was trying to figure out what he meant, I recalled the first time the manager had asked for my opinion.

Right, that was when Hyunsu had said something, and I had relayed it in a slightly softened manner to the manager… I guess that must have caught his attention.

“Um, well… Actually, I… a singer friend of mine listened to the song and made that comment…”

Feeling like I was complaining about receiving a good song, I quickly prepared to throw Hyunsu under the bus.

Wait, it’s not really throwing him under the bus, right? He did say it!

“Slimgold?”

But, to my surprise, the composer put Hyunsu up on the sale block even before I could.

“What?”

“That friend, right?”

“How did you know?”

“Well, he did some featuring, didn’t he?”

“Oh.”

Someone I hadn’t expected to know figured it out.

Professionals really are different.