Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 82

After the first lesson, I received an assignment.

“A jump rope? Really?”

“Uh… yeah.”

My new mission: to jump rope at home every day.

With three months left, the instructor had explained that if I kept it up, I’d see some improvement. She’d even emphasized it, asking me to please make an effort.

She’d added that I’d look amazing dancing, too.

I mean, with Kim Su-hyun’s appearance, would it be too much if I could dance well on top of that?

Just being able to play guitar and sing already feels a bit unbalanced, but now with stamina and dance? Honestly, it’s a bit terrifying. Wouldn’t this be like disrupting the ecosystem?

But to get there… I’d have to build up my stamina.

So, the day after the lesson, in the early afternoon, I took the jump rope and stepped out into the yard to give it a try.

The weather’s nice and cool—thank goodness for autumn. If it were summer, I wouldn’t even consider jumping rope.

“Woof!”

Bokshil, who was sulking yesterday after I ignored her, came running over as if nothing had happened.

Alright, come on over. Since I’m not going out today, I’ll give you some attention.

“Whoops.”

I caught Bokshil, who ran up to me eagerly, and picked her up.

Come to think of it, she’s pretty heavy.

Holding her, I walked back into the house.

“Hmm?”

Bokshil looked up at me, wondering why I wasn’t playing with her, but… I tried to ignore her gaze.

I do want to play, but I have to jump rope, don’t I?

With Bokshil around in the yard, she might get hurt by the rope, so I had to banish her to the house.

After wiping her paws and setting her on the living room sofa, I quickly went back out to the yard.

“Woof! Woof!”

I could feel the betrayal in her bark behind me, but… I didn’t care. I had to get this jump rope done.

If she’s upset, she can complain to someone else.

Though who would understand, I’m not sure.

Stepping back out into the cool, breezy yard, I played a pop song on my phone and began jumping rope.

As long as I keep jumping, this should be easy, right?

At first, I was breezing through it…

But as I reached 50, then 100 jumps, my breathing got heavier, and sweat started to bead on my skin.

To make matters worse, the soreness from the jump rope session at yesterday’s lesson started to throb again.

What a sight.

Besides the exhaustion, this is… incredibly boring.

Jumping in the same spot, staring at the same scenery, it’s tiring and the time crawls by.

I feel like stopping already, even though I’ve only just started.

How long has it been?

After enduring a decent amount of jumping, I wiped the sweat pouring down and picked up my phone from the side of the yard to check the time.

“What the….”

Only six minutes passed?

It felt like I’d been jumping for at least fifteen, but just six minutes…?

I tossed the jump rope to the ground.

It wasn’t so bad doing it in the lesson room, but trying it alone? No way.

Sigh, but I still have to do it.

Before getting back to it, I plopped down on the ground to rest for a bit.

Honestly, my stamina is really an issue. Back when I was a guy, I never felt like I lacked stamina.

Staring blankly up at the sky, I saw clouds lazily drifting across the wide, blue expanse.

If I hadn’t become a girl, what would I be doing right now?

…

I’d probably be on a break from school, rolling around the military training grounds.

Thinking of that somehow gave me a bit of energy.

Yeah, this is better than the military, right?

How hard can jump rope really be?

With a sudden burst of determination, I jumped up and grabbed the rope.

Alright, let’s go hard for thirty minutes, then shower and take a well-deserved rest.

Just as I was about to start jumping again…

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang from the gate.

“Package delivery!”

A package?

Hearing the voice beyond the gate, I headed straight to the door.

Now that I think of it, on the way home from dance practice yesterday, I bought something that Anna recommended. Did it already arrive?

As I approached and opened the gate, I saw the delivery person about to place the package down.

“Oh, you came out just in time.”

The delivery person looked momentarily startled seeing me, but quickly regained his composure and handed over the package.

“Thank you.”

I took the package and carried it back inside, crossing the yard.

Checking the label, it was indeed what I ordered yesterday.

Delivery is incredibly fast these days.

Technology has advanced to a scary degree.

Forgetting the jump rope, I eagerly opened the package.

Inside was a sleek, white, beautifully designed, latest-model VR headset.

I had an old VR headset, but it was so outdated it barely worked. Anna had strongly recommended this one yesterday, so I finally gave in and bought it.

With the VR headset now in hand, I took a quick photo and shared it in the group chat.

**(Me): (Photo) I got it on sale! Is this a good one? Haha.**

After showing it off, I carefully placed the VR headset in my room, then went to shower and change clothes.

If anyone asks why I didn’t jump rope longer… well, the package interrupted my flow, right?

Today was just a test run; I’ll do it properly tomorrow.

Feeling refreshed, I connected the VR headset to my computer, following some instructions I found online.

Once it was all set up, I decided to give it a quick test run…

“Oh….”

It’s incredibly realistic.

Maybe it’s because it’s the latest model, but the vividness makes it feel like it’s actually right in front of me—it’s definitely worth the price.

I can’t help but want to stream with this.

I decided to start the stream a bit early, just to show it off. After all, I don’t have a set stream schedule.

**[New Gear Purchase (in Shin-chan’s voice)]**

The stream screen showed a picture of the VR headset I just took.

-??

-VR headset?

-Shin-chan is such an old reference…

-Glad you started early…

“Guys, I bought a VR headset.”

-We can see that.

-You just bought it now?

-Isn’t your character supposed to be VR-based?

“No, I had an old VR headset, but Anna unnie basically forced me to buy this one yesterday.”

-??

-Anna forcing you? More like the other way around.

-Yeah, tell us another tall tale.

…No one believes me? Well, it was a bit of an exaggeration.

“Anyway, should we try a VR game?”

-Haha finally trying a game…

-It’s been a long time coming.

-Only because of Anna.

“Alright, everyone, post your game recommendations in the fan café.”

-??

-You didn’t already have one in mind?

“It just got delivered! When would I have had time to decide?”

-Oh, makes sense.

-Ugh, guess we’re spoon-feeding you again.

-This is the last time, really…

Honestly, I know next to nothing about VR games.

So rather than looking it up myself, it’s better to pick from what the viewers, who are more familiar with these games, recommend.

I opened the fan café and, while waiting for them to post recommendations, skimmed through the trending posts.

And then…

**[Yesterday’s Stream Stories from Miro].**

A title that’s almost impossible to resist clicking was right there in the trending posts.

Yesterday was the day of the dance lesson—did she go home and start streaming right away?

I took the day off… her stamina must be incredible.

I clicked on the video attached to the post, and it showed Miro’s stream.

It looked like she was sharing stories about the dance lesson…

Apparently, the manager gave permission for us to talk about learning dance on the stream.

Since we’re doing it for five hours once a week, hiding that schedule would only lead to complaints, so they decided to tell the viewers and let them build some anticipation.

Anyway, listening to what Haru was saying was something else.

She mentioned how Miro has no stamina from being glued to her computer all day, how she couldn’t keep up with the dance moves and ended up jump-roping in the corner, and how she was so exhausted by the time we left that she could barely walk…

Hmm…

Haru, are you smearing my name (not really)?

“All lies. I can’t believe even a teammate would spread such rumors….”

**[MiroCrafted, thank you for the 10,000 won donation!]**

**Fact:** Maho said the same thing.

-Rumors? Yeah, right. Haha  

-Guess Miro’s stamina really is trash.  

-Knew it from the time you only streamed for two hours.  

…The other members said it too?

This is character assassination.

With this many witnesses, there’s no escaping it.

“Ahem, let’s see if any game recommendations have come in, shall we?”

-Changing the subject when at a disadvantage, classic Miro move.  

-It’s getting predictable.  

-Yes, yes~ go check out those game recommendations. Haha  

…Even my last-resort tactic of changing the subject is getting called out.

How do other streamers manage for years? Once all your tricks are exposed, what are you supposed to do next…

“Wow, a lot of recommendations have come in.”

Anyway, setting that aside, I started clicking through the game recommendations filling the page.

But…

“Nope, not doing horror games.”

Why are they all horror games? VR horror games, really? Are they trying to kill me?

-Oh, come on, then when are you going to do it?  

-You promised to try it with League!  

-Never going to do it?  

Is horror gaming a rite of passage or something?

Always with the pushing…

“It’s not in the plan, so no horror game recommendations, please.”

After that, I continued browsing the suggestions.

Isn’t there anything good? Something fun and time-consuming?

As I kept refreshing, one particular title caught my eye.

**[Perfect Game for Stamina-Challenged Miro]**

A recommendation that aligned perfectly with my current interest.

I clicked on it immediately.

The game they suggested was a famous VR game that I’d even heard of.

It’s a rhythm game where blocks fly toward you in sync with the music, and you slice them with swords held in each hand. I remember seeing it once and wanting to try it, but then I forgot about it—nice to get a reminder now.

Swinging swords to the beat… it definitely looks fun. Plus, I get to stream, play a rhythm game, and build stamina all at once…

And come on, there’s something so cool about swinging swords, isn’t there? That part really hits the spot for me.

“I like this one.”

-Haha  

-Great choice  

-Let’s go right now  

-Let’s get it! Haha  

Seems like everyone’s on board. There are a few suspiciously excited messages, but… how tough can a game be?

“Alright, I’ll go with Beat Saber.”

This looks like a perfect game.

So, the first test game for my new VR headset is decided.