Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 41

“You want me to remove the name?”

“Yeah, it feels cool, like a mysterious master without a name.”

“No, but where exactly does that seem cool to you?”

You don’t understand this sensibility?

Kids these days…

“Isn’t it better than ‘Part-Timer’?”

“Then let’s just go with Suhyun, okay?”

“…Should we?”

“Wait, was that really an option?”

“How many Suhyuns are there in the world? Besides, it’s not like I’m doing something bad, right? Do I even need to hide my identity… I guess I do.”

It might be a bit uncomfortable if people recognize me on the street.

Plus, my identity is ultimately linked to the identity of Miro.

If some strange rumor spreads and viewers find out later, they’d go crazy.

Everyone pretends not to care, but they’re all sensitive when it comes to guys. And right now, I don’t see any merit in using the real name Suhyun. It just feels like a loss without any gain.

“So what should we do?”

“Just like I said earlier, let’s leave it blank.”

“Sigh… okay. I’ll do that.”

Hyunsoo seemed somewhat dissatisfied, but seeing that I was insisting, he reluctantly gave in.

“Thanks.”

“But please say something nice about me to that composer. What if he misunderstands?”

“He didn’t seem like that kind of person, and besides, you got a compliment; he said you have talent.”

“Really? That makes me happy.”

“Doesn’t sound like you’re that happy.”

“No, it’s just… I’ve heard it so many times already.”

“Wow, I feel like I just got mirror therapy.”

Is this what Hyejung feels when she gets hit with sarcasm?

So annoying.

“Anyway… is that all you needed?”

“Yeah, take care.”

“Got it.”

With that, I ended the call with Hyunsoo.

Feeling refreshed after having dealt with the matter, I tossed my phone aside and closed my eyes.

When I woke up after a brief nap, it was already dark outside.

Looking at the phone I had thrown aside earlier, I saw it was indeed late in the evening.

Worrying about my messed-up daily routine, I got out of bed and sat down at my familiar computer desk.

I pressed the power button, and while waiting for it to boot up, I logged into my Blue Bird account for the first time in a while on my phone.

“Hmm?”

Lately, I haven’t been posting many drawings, so I thought things would be a bit slow, but surprisingly, I’ve received quite a lot of messages.  

Is something going on?  

I wondered for a moment as I checked the notifications, and then I realized what was happening.  

I had worked on Hyunsoo’s album cover.  

Half of the messages piled up seemed to be commissions that came in after seeing that.  

It seemed like the cover had received favorable reviews among those in the industry.  

Since this was my first time doing this kind of work and it got such a good response, I felt even better.  

If I didn’t have so much work already, I might have picked out any commission that caught my eye.  

But adding more work now would be too much.  

I’m not exactly the most diligent person to begin with…  

While I was having these thoughts, the computer turned on, and the familiar desktop screen appeared.  

By now, I’ve grown so used to it that I’ve even become fond of the illustration of Miro with pink hair and green eyes.  

I looked at the desktop for a moment, the same one I used for the streaming standby screen, and skillfully set up the broadcast.  

Once everything was ready, I started the stream.  

“Good morning.”  

– ?  

– Morning?  

– ᄋᄋᄋᄋ  

– Sir, it’s nighttime.  

– It’s morning for me too.  

– Good morning~  

– Those saying it’s night, get out.  

It’s a bit surprising to see viewers coming in as soon as I start the stream, as if they’ve been waiting.  

I don’t have a set broadcasting schedule; I just randomly start sometime in the evening or at night, yet these people manage to join like clockwork… What kind of lives do they lead?  

Anyway, I played some background music and got up from my chair.  

I’d started the stream on a whim, but then I realized I hadn’t even washed my face.  

While waiting for more viewers to join, I quickly washed up and grabbed a can of soda from the fridge before sitting back down in the chair.  

– When are you coming back?  

– Where did you go?  

– Hey  

– Mic isn’t on  

– What are you doing?  

When I left without a word, the chat exploded.

Knowing it would quiet down once I returned, I took a sip of my drink, cleared my throat, and then turned on the microphone.

“Good morning, everyone.”

– Did you just wake up?

– Your voice, though…

“Yes, I turned it on right after I got up.”

– Woke up early, huh?

– I also tuned in right after waking up.

– Pattern messed up…

“Please don’t lump me in with that. I worked in the morning and came back to sleep early.”

I asked the viewers, who were treating me like an unemployed bum with a messed-up routine, to make a correction.

“I’m not a bum, right?”

– Hey, you [expletive]

– Why the cursing?

– I was just quietly watching the stream…  

– Sorry, Miro… Sorry, Miro… Sorry, Miro…  

– Not a bum, but a [home security guard], right? (glasses push)

“Ahaha… I’m just joking.”

– Spec) Not a joke

– Just laugh it off, you idiot

– PTSD incoming…

“Hey, hey, laugh. I’m joking here.”

– Gasp

– What.

– I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!

– Please don’t do this…

“Alright, so what should we do today?”

Since I started streaming right after waking up, I had no plans.

It feels like I turned it on just out of a sense of duty.

– ??

– Why should we decide that?

– You’re supposed to have a plan!

– Ugh, this pattern again…

– Let’s just play LoL.

“No, we’re deciding together. It’s all about growing together on Miro’s stream, right?”

– There it is, that ‘together’ thing again…

– God, I’ve told you 350 times, why do we do the work and you take the money, you [expletive]  

– Can we just not grow?

“Let’s just stay stagnant together.”

“[ᄋᄋ님, thank you for the 1,000 won donation!]”

“Not getting promoted is already a pain, so how about we don’t grow together?”

By now, it’s practically a routine.

Whenever I ask the viewers to help decide a streaming topic, the chat going wild is just part of the daily schedule.

“Ah, you guys… Once the mood hits, it’s like the chaos never ends… Or maybe I shouldn’t say that?”

– Hey, you [expletive] lololol

– This guy is for real lololol

– Haha, [expletive], this is ridiculous lololol

“Alright! If there are no other suggestions, should I pull out the guitar…?”

– Nooooo

– Please, no…

– Sir, I’ve raised my hand!

– Should I go stand outside?

“Okay, fine, putting the guitar back…”

– Whew…

– Supreme Miro

– That was close lololol

The guitar… I need to practice it, though…

How much time is left for that goal I set last time?

I might actually have to do a 24-hour stream.

“So, seriously, what should we do…?”

Ideal type World Cup? We’ve done everything already.

Should I just start a game?

But if I do, what game should I play?

“Should we play a game?”

– Wow lololol

– Finally, you’re doing it!

– Please, do it! – League, let’s go!

“Or should I just not do it?”

– Do you have a death wish?

– I’m bringing a bat now

– Is this stream a joke to you?

“Haha… just kidding.”

I said, opening Steam.

I saw other members having fun with their game streams, so I thought I might as well pick a game to play too.

– Steam?

– Forget League

– Throw those League addicts out like dogs lololol

“Haha, feeling good, huh?”

“Alright, pick something from the library here.”

– What?

– You make a lot of money; just buy something.

– Seriously, there’s not much to choose from.

“Hmm~ How about Royal Ground?”

Drumroll.

– Sounds okay…

– Just this once…

Surprisingly, the reaction is quite positive for a rogue game.

In Japan, there are a lot of viewers who get upset when a VTuber plays FPS, but it seems Korea is different.

“There’s an update? Let’s get it done quickly.”

Was the last time I played during that collaboration stream with the big YouTuber from The Six?

It’s been a while, so there are a lot of updates stacked up.

– What should we do while it updates?

– Snoozefest.

– Just bring the guitar back.

“Let’s take a break while we wait. Everyone, do some stretching.”

I haven’t really done much, but I pretended to stretch. Then, I heard a donation alert in my ear.

“[ᄋᄋ님, thank you for the 1,000 won donation!]”

Did you see what was posted on the community?

– Gasp

– What?

– Oh no

“What got posted?”

In the past, I might have secretly checked the community on a screen that wasn’t being broadcast, but Miro now is different.

“Post it on the forum.”

As soon as I say this, it’s almost guaranteed that while a few hundred might be too many, at least a dozen viewers will take action.

And, as expected, no sooner had I spoken than the post I wanted appeared on the forum.

“Is this Miro? (14)”

“Oh, the title’s pretty intense, huh?”

Wondering what this could be about, I clicked on the title.

If you click in a bit late, the forum admin might have already deleted the post.

That’s how sensitive personal information about VTubers can be.

As I clicked into the forum post, I saw a screenshot from another community.

“Is this a green light?”

I was playing a game with the window open because it was hot at dawn, and someone upstairs started singing really loud.  

I tried to ignore it and keep playing, but they kept singing for an entire hour, so I couldn’t take it anymore and went up… but…”

I knew immediately it was about me after reading just two lines.  

But seriously? Did the guy from downstairs post this on a community site?  

Maybe one of my viewers is messing around.  

However…  

“Anyway, I went to bed and woke up leisurely the next afternoon to play a game, and someone knocked on my door.  

“I opened it, and it was that super pretty girl from yesterday giving me a branded cake and apologizing again.”  

“Honestly, I had grandkids flash before my eyes…”

.Yep, it’s definitely me. I never mentioned going down to apologize the next day on the stream.  

So that guy was thinking about this the whole time?  

Then, was running into him in front of the building earlier this afternoon not a coincidence either?  

– Is this real?  

– Please verify your identity.  

– As expected, Queen Miro.  

– I knew it~  

– Please marry me, Miro..! Please marry me, Miro..! Please marry me, Miro..!  

Surprisingly, the public reaction isn’t bad.  

I re-read the part where the writer describes my appearance.  

The praise is so over the top it’s almost embarrassing to read.  

It feels like the writer was trying his best to boast about meeting such a beauty like me.  

“Hmm… This isn’t me, though?”  

– 20?  

– Don’t lie, lol.  

– Please, just say it’s true… Please, just say it’s true… Please, just say it’s true…  

– Of course, it isn’t.  

– O o  

But I denied it for now.  

Contractually, I’m not allowed to reveal Miro’s real identity, or it would be a breach of contract.  

Plus, isn’t Miro a different person from Suhyun?  

The woman he mentioned is Suhyun, but I’m Miro.  

“Look at the description carefully. It says black straight hair. Does this look black to you?”  

As I shook my head, Miro’s avatar on the screen also shook its head.  

“I have pink hair and green eyes.”  

– ??  

– Oh, I see~  

– So what does that mean? Are you the person or not?  

“Let me be clear. I’m not Miro. That’s it!”  

I said that and closed the window.  

Sure, it might be revealed later that I lied just now, but so what?  

Asking a VTuber if they’re the person in real life is impolite, to begin with.  

It’s only because it’s me that I’m even entertaining this.  

“Alright, don’t bother an innocent woman and take it easy, everyone.”  

And with that, I used my authority as the host to end the matter.  

But still… after seeing that post, I made up my mind.  

I should stop living alone and just move back home.