Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 80

“Oh….”

“I knew Suhyun would make it as a celebrity!”

“Why didn’t you mention this yesterday?”

“So, are you going to be on TV now? When?”

I closed my eyes, already dizzy from the situation, while the adults around me were happily drawing their own conclusions. 

No, everyone, don’t jump to conclusions. That’s all just a big misunderstanding (or close enough). 

I quickly tried to regain my composure to smooth things over. 

If I were an ordinary person, I might’ve been more flustered, but who am I? I’m Miro, a pro Vtuber with a knack for quick thinking.

“I met him at a fan meeting, but Dad… he really didn’t have to say all that.”

I composed my expression, rushed over, and firmly grabbed Mr. Kim’s shoulder as I spoke. My grip may not be strong, but Mr. Kim’s not oblivious; he’d understand that his daughter was gripping him with all her might.

“Oh, oh, right! Fan, fan meeting, yeah, I wasn’t clear.”

“What, it was just a fan meeting?”

“Still, wasn’t it hard to get into Moon Changshik’s fan meeting? Impressive~”

Fortunately, Mr. Kim seemed to catch on that his enthusiasm had led to a little slip-up. With the two of us covering for each other, the relatives seemed mostly convinced.

Whew, no room for carelessness.

Honestly.

I get that he wants to brag about his daughter to his siblings, but I wish he’d keep it in check.

Rumors spread in no time. If even Mr. Kim couldn’t hold back from talking, it’s only a matter of time before the relatives spread it. It’s best to keep things like this under wraps.

Whether I release more music later or this is it, there’s nothing wrong with keeping things low-key.

“Oh, I thought our family finally had a celebrity.”

“With Suhyun’s face, she’d look great on TV. Such a shame.”

“Alright, everyone, let’s not make Suhyun feel pressured. Time to get going.”

“Right, we should head out if we don’t want to get stuck in traffic.”

One by one, the adults who’d been chatting without a care started getting up.

Were they already dressed in their coats? Were they planning to leave right away?

Is peace finally returning to the house?

It’s only been less than 24 hours, but I feel completely drained.

I’d rather do a 24-hour stream; I’m already thinking about skipping town next Chuseok as I enthusiastically saw the departing relatives out.

“Goodbye! Have a safe trip!”

“Take care, Suhyun. It’s good to see you.”

“Let’s go now.”

“Thank you, sis-in-law.”

“I love this house. I’ll visit again soon.”

And so, one by one, the adults left, and naturally, it was time for the cousins who had come along to leave as well.

First up, the Kim siblings.

“You two, keep in touch.”

I’ve decided to keep a bit of an eye on the Kim siblings. There’s a chance I might’ve influenced them slightly, so I might as well try to guide them into becoming decent people like me.

I don’t have much time or ability to offer anything big, but I’ll keep them on their toes with some pocket money.

Since Kim Yuna (15) already has a goal, I’ll start by giving a little push to Kim Namsun (17), who doesn’t have any clear dreams.

If you don’t have a dream, might as well focus on studying for now.

They say educational background isn’t as important as it used to be, but in South Korea, having a good academic record certainly doesn’t hurt, right?

Focus on studies first, and you can find your dreams later.

“Yes.”

“I’ll keep in touch often, unnie!”

And with that, I bid farewell to the memorable Kim siblings.

Next up…

“Waaah!”

“I don’t wanna gooo!”

Oh dear, what should I do with these two?

Jang Woori (8) is still clinging to Boksil, clearly taken with him, while Jang Yul (3) has latched onto my leg.

Are they sisters or what? Their protests about not wanting to leave are remarkably similar.

“Oh dear, you’re making your unnie uncomfortable.”

Their mom tried to reason with them, but it was no use.

This reminds me of Boksil clinging to me whenever I try to leave.

Hmm… maybe comparing them to a dog is a bit much?

But hey, Boksil is pretty sharp, after all.

“Aww, do you like Suhyun that much?”

“What should we do?”

What do you mean, “what should we do?” Please, just get them off me.

My pants are starting to feel damp. How is this much moisture possible without water? My little cousin must have a natural talent for the “water technique.”

“Stop bothering your unnie now, let’s get going.”

Their mom kept coaxing, but Jang Yul (3) was stubborn as ever.

“No! I wanna stay here with the princess!”

“Oh my, she’s completely smitten.”

“I want to go to the Heavenly Palace too!”

“Heavenly Palace? What’s that supposed to mean?”

Please, can we end this already?

Why am I blushing? I didn’t even think before saying it, but now she’s crying and talking about it, making things awkward.

*Sigh*, looks like I’ll have to step in.

Who else but Miro, the GOAT at entertaining kids, could handle this little stubborn one?

To get her off my leg, I bent down, gently grasped Jang Yul (3)’s armpits, and lifted her up. She dangled in the air, not resisting as much as I thought she might, unable to wriggle free from my grip.

“Yul-ah, it’s time to go home now.”

“Nooo.”

Oh my, and what are you gonna do if you don’t want to go?

There’s not much you can do—if I handed you over to Uncle, you’d be packed up and driven home in no time—but I, Miro, the forever friend of kids, wouldn’t say something so cold-hearted.

“You can see unnie again soon.”

I chose “unnie” instead of “princess” since all the adults were watching, and thankfully, she seemed to understand.

“Again?”

“Of course, you can visit often.”

“Can we come over?”

There’s no reason why not.

Of course, for Jang Yul (3) of the Jang family to make her royal visit to our house, she’d have to come with her mom or dad, so it wouldn’t be easy to find the time. 

“Come whenever you want.”

But, of course, Jang Yul (3) wouldn’t understand that. Not knowing about adult schedules, she simply beamed at my words, her tears quickly replaced by a bright smile.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

With that, I handed the now-smiling Jang Yul (3) back to her dad, and finally, all the relatives who had gathered at the house returned home.

On top of that, both Mr. Kim and Mrs. Jang left to see the relatives off, so the once-crowded living room was now occupied only by me and Boksil.

Is it finally over?

Even Boksil has flopped down in exhaustion.

Despite being so fond of people, it seems even Boksil couldn’t withstand the Chuseok holiday chaos.

After two days of socializing, Boksil deserves a rest, so I left him be and headed to my room.

I need to bring back the merch I stored away… but that can wait. Or maybe I’ll just leave it in storage; it’s not like I’m attached enough to display it in my room.

With all the merch packed away and the cousins who’d been staying here gone, my room feels strangely empty.

Aren’t there any *Celestial Realm Project* merch items coming out? I’d buy and display those in a heartbeat.

Well, the project isn’t big enough for merch yet, but… maybe someday?

Merch sales are supposed to bring in decent income; maybe I’ll end up wealthy. If I do, I should buy a building and become a landlord.

Then I could stream comfortably in my own building.

Hmm… sounds like a solid plan.

Should I turn the lower floors into a comic café?

Though I’ve heard that if you sell food on the first floor, bugs start invading the upper floors…

Anyway, that’s something to think about later. For now, I got out of bed.

What should I do now?

When the relatives were here, it was like a storm; now that they’re gone, I feel like I’m adrift on the open sea.

With nothing to do, my gaze naturally drifted toward the soundproof booth.

“Hm, hmm…”

People are funny. 

When there’s free time, work starts crossing your mind.

I even posted an announcement saying I’d take a break…

Oh well, maybe I should give the Miro-dan a surprise gift?

Sometimes, you need moments like this.

With no one home, I went straight into the soundproof booth.

Even if Mr. Kim or Mrs. Jang returned, my parents already know about my streaming, so they wouldn’t suddenly open the soundproof booth or anything.

With that, I quickly turned on the computer, adjusted the streaming settings, and went live.

**[Surprise Stream]**

– ??

– What’s this?

– Did you start it by mistake?

Even though it wasn’t my usual streaming time, and I’d posted an announcement about taking a break, viewers trickled in steadily.

What kind of lives do these people lead that they join so quickly?

I was curious, but I held back, feeling that asking would spark an uncontrollable riot.

Already worn out from Chuseok, I wanted this surprise stream to be a peaceful, relaxing one.

“How’s everyone’s Chuseok going?”

– ? Nope, not well.

– If I were enjoying it, I wouldn’t be here watching the stream.

– Are you mocking us?

“Oh, come on. Don’t be so harsh. I’m streaming to relax after being drained from Chuseok.”

– Oh, I see.

– Relax?

– Is this stream a joke to you?

**[User donated 1,000 KRW.]**

What’s so tiring for you? It’s not like you’ve had to go to the army or listen to family telling you to get a job like I do.

“Oh….”

– Wow, okay then.

– Seriously, are you the problem here?

– Dragging down the Miro-dan’s average…

– So, what made you so tired?

“I had to entertain my cousins a bit.”

– You entertained your cousins?

– You?

– How old are they? My cousins play by themselves just fine.

“The older ones do their own thing, but the little ones… they’re tough.”

I might’ve outsourced a bit of it, but didn’t I still put in some effort?

Honestly, children’s energy and innocence are a lot for an adult like me to handle.

– Do your relatives know you stream?

– Is your computer still safe? No viruses?

“Do they know I stream? Absolutely not. And my computer’s fine.”

**[User donated 1,000 KRW!]**

I just got here—why are you streaming? I saw your break announcement.

“Oh, I just got bored, so I started the stream. Plus, I needed some relaxation.”

– Haha, trust in Miro.

– I knew you’d be back.

– GOAT of the Celestial Realm

**Healing? Is this stream a joke to you? Bored, so you’re streaming?**

– Seriously… Don’t drive me crazy, Miro…!

Funny how the same words get such different reactions, huh?

Maybe because the viewer base has grown, chat’s become a little more mellow overall, though there are always a few contrarians sneaking in. It’s part of the charm, I suppose…

– So what are we doing now?

– If it’s just chatting, how about some brain teasers?

– It’s Chuseok—let’s do a traditional game! Lol

Traditional game? I barely stream popular games like *LoL* or *Rogue*; no way I’m doing that.

“Traditional games? Do you really think I’d play those? Hah!”

– Ugh, come on, just do it.

– So what *are* we doing?

Normally, I’d be debating what to do right now, but I just thought of something.

“Alright, it’s Chuseok, so let’s do a Chuseok Food Tournament! There were so many delicious things yesterday.”

– Sounds good, haha

– Another tournament? Ugh…

– Please, it’s Chuseok—just one traditional game…

“How about a solid 64-round tournament? I started the stream at noon, so we’ve got time.”

– Haha, love it!

– I wish you’d do streams like this more often.

– Miro, I love you!

– Tournaments are great because they keep the stream going for a while.

It’s Chuseok, so I could’ve taken it even easier, but honestly, streaming still doesn’t quite feel like work to me.

It’s nice to be professional, but isn’t it also great to just relax like this?

And so, I wrapped up this Chuseok with my viewers, chatting and laughing.