Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 88

“Then… shall we just give it a rough shot?”

“Oh, absolutely!”

Yeah, since I’m here, might as well try it out.

“But… aren’t the staff going through unnecessary trouble just because of me?”

I figured shooting a scene would involve more than just pointing a camera and pressing record, so I wondered if it would be too much hassle for the staff. But the toad-like director just waved his hand dismissively.

“No worries. Besides, I can handle the filming myself.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, I’ve got the equipment, and hey, I’m one of those rare director-from-staff types, you know. Climbed up the ladder. I film better than the folks still in the field.”

“Since the director’s good at it, I’ll trust you on this.”

“Sure, well… not like I’d be able to tell the difference anyway.”

With everyone here being professionals, would I even be able to notice if something was done well or not?

“While we get ready, would you like to try memorizing the lines? If it’s too tough, you can hold the script while acting. It’s just a test anyway, haha!”

The director handed me the script with a friendly grin.

When did they even prepare this? I did see a young staff member running over earlier—could it be they printed this out for me?

I feel like I’m being a bit of a nuisance here, but… oh well. I didn’t ask for this, so I decided to just relax.

“Is this all I have to memorize?”

To be honest, the “script” was barely a few pages and was more like a set of cue cards than an actual script. It included the setup for the scene, so what I actually had to memorize was less than a page.

“Yes, take your time with it.”

“Alright, got it.”

With just a page, I actually felt pretty confident about memorizing it quickly. 

While Chang-sik and the director prepped various things, I swiftly committed the lines to memory.

Yep, nothing complicated here—just a few lines I could deliver with a straight face.

After a moment, it seemed they were ready, as Chang-sik approached.

“Did you memorize everything?”

“Yep, all done.”

“Oh, you’re quick with memorizing. That’s a good trait.”

I mean, when is quick memorizing ever a bad thing? Complimenting even that feels a bit much.

“So, shall we give it a shot? Feeling nervous?”

“What do you think?”

“You don’t look too nervous.”

“Exactly. Since it doesn’t feel real, I don’t feel anything.”

Maybe because it was all so sudden, I didn’t even have the chance to get nervous. 

And honestly, with the lighthearted vibe from both the director and Chang-sik, it helped ease any pressure. 

If this was all part of their plan… well, whatever. I’ll just go along with it at this point.

“Alright, come over here. Just keep your voice projection in mind, and act naturally.”

“Got it.”

I’d been told my voice projection was good since the start of my streaming days, so I was pretty confident in that.

So, I followed Chang-sik into the prepared set and went over the script once more in my head.

Alright… first, I’m supposed to act like I’m recording in the studio for a bit. 

I’m not actually going to have to sing, right? 

As I stood there awkwardly, Chang-sik spoke up.

“Uh, could you pretend to sing, even just a bit? You’re good at singing.”

“Oh, alright.”

Oh, so even for a test, they want those kinds of details included. 

What song should I sing?

A bunch of Japanese songs flashed through my mind, but I brushed them aside. 

I settled on a mellow ballad, and as I started singing, I noticed the toad-like director watching me, wide-eyed.

Wow, that look in his eyes is kind of unsettling. Look at that gleam—almost greedy.

After the song, I left the recording booth and followed the script, interacting with Chang-sik as directed.

“How was it?”

Ugh… thinking of it as acting is making me cringe a bit.

But still…

“Hmm, not bad.”

I looked at Chang-sik in front of me. 

Gone was his slightly formal demeanor, and he was now a completely different person. 

It was like he was exuding this lazy, lethargic vibe.

Whatever it was, he was clearly throwing himself fully into the role. 

There’s no way I could just half-ass it alongside him… not that I have the skill to do so anyway.

“Not bad? I think that’s an understatement.”

Following the script, I delivered my line and sat down on the prepared sofa.

Now that I think about it, there’s quite a bit for a minor role. 

It was just a single sheet of paper, but for a one-off role, this feels like a lot of lines.

Anyway, I continued “acting” as the script dictated.

Though, these lines… did they think I had this kind of image?

I come off way more arrogant than I’d imagined. Or maybe just confident?

“Wow, that was fantastic!”

When I finished, the toad-like director welcomed me back with a beaming smile.

“So, how was it, shooting a scene?”

“Uh… honestly, I’m not sure.”

“Then, take a look.”

The director gestured toward a laptop on the side.

“You can monitor it right there.”

“Oh…”

Monitoring? Now this really feels professional.

As I approached the monitor on a makeshift desk, I saw a replay of the scene we’d just shot.

Wow, seeing my face on the screen is… quite something. 

Is it because I dressed up a bit?

Feels like I could easily outshine a few actresses.

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who thought that, because the toad-like director murmured in awe.

“Wow, you really look great on camera. Seems like a waste to have you as just a minor role.”

Hmm… they haven’t even decided if I’m officially cast yet.

But after going through this, it’s starting to feel like filming could actually be pretty enjoyable.

Honestly, it was a good experience, and while I might get some brief attention as a minor character, I doubt it’ll last long. 

Just a quick flicker and then it’s over?

But, am I really going to hesitate over this? My thoughts are slowly leaning toward accepting the role.

“So, what do you think, Suhyun? You look good on screen, right?”

“Uh… yes.”

“It’s rare to look this good on camera right from the start. They call it ‘camera massage,’ don’t they? Usually, people need makeup and styling to look their best with the right lighting, but for you, Suhyun? You don’t even need a stylist.”

…Isn’t he laying it on a bit thick? Is it really that much?

Well… I guess it does look pretty good…

“Director isn’t exaggerating. You really came out well,” Chang-sik added, backing up the director’s praise.

He’s standing there next to the toad-like director, chiming in from the sidelines as if it’s no big deal.

But still… the film director and lead actor are both pushing me this hard… 

Alright, what’s the harm?

“It does look pretty good….”

“So…?”

Opportunities to be in a film don’t come easily. 

Later on, if I ever have kids, I could even show off a bit. 

I’ve got more reasons to do it than not, so what’s stopping me?

“Well… let’s look over the contract first?”

I can’t help it—I’m just making a rational choice here.

“Great choice! By the way, do you have an agency…?”

An agency? There’s something similar, but…

“Uh, no.”

Technically, The Six is Miro’s agency, not mine, right? 

The manager already made it clear that Suhyun and Miro are separate. 

So for this contract, I’m on my own.

“No agency?”

Chang-sik looked at me curiously, probably because he’s heard a lot about my discussions with composers, but even if I had one, they wouldn’t be much help here.

“Yes, so I’ll just sign myself.”

“Well… would you like me to introduce you to my agency?”

“Excuse me?”

Hmm… would dual contracts be allowed? I should probably ask my manager about that.

Then again, this is just a one-time shoot—do I really need an agency for that?

“I think I’ll pass on the introduction, thanks.”

“Oh, alright then.”

Luckily, Chang-sik dropped it without any further comment, and I went ahead and signed the contract.

There wasn’t much in it—just the day rate and a few other basic details.

Naturally, the test scene we shot won’t actually be used. 

They said they’d contact me later for the actual shoot and asked me to come in then.

They mentioned that the script might change a bit, which I was fine with—shoots rarely go smoothly anyway.

After signing the contract, I stayed to watch the filming in earnest.

I mean, where am I? On an actual movie set with top-tier actor Moon Chang-sik right there.

I couldn’t pass up the chance to see him in action.

Sure, I got some questioning looks from the other staff and actors, probably wondering who I was, but I could handle it.

And then…

“Wow.”

Chang-sik really is a fantastic actor.

I’d sensed it during our camera test, but it’s almost hard to believe he’s the same person from before. 

It’s his face, yet he seems like someone else entirely. 

Is that what it means to be a pro? Could I do that if I practiced?

Not that I have the desire to practice, but still, I’d love to pull it off like that.

After watching the shoot all afternoon, I caught a taxi back home.

“What’s this?” 

“A famous director’s autograph. Give it to Dad when he comes home.”

Back home, I handed the autograph from the toad-like director to Mom, who was watching TV in the living room, and headed to my room.

Alright, with my plans done, should I stream until dinner?

I stepped into the sound booth and started my stream.

[Another one of those streams today?]

My viewers should really appreciate me more. 

Where else would they find a streamer who goes live this consistently?

– Are you seriously doing that again?

– Give it a rest!

– Oh, come on…

– Enough of this…

– Let’s play League instead.

– Just let’s watch some café reviews.

I watched the lively chat comments flare up as I launched Beat Saber.

“Didn’t you guys like this?”

– If you eat Mom’s curry three days in a row, you’d get tired of it too.

– I’m warning you, enough!

– I’m enjoying it; ignore the complainers.

– No, let’s play LoL!

– Let’s just watch some café content.

“Alright, let’s clear a song today.”

Being an actor or a singer is cool and all, but I feel more at home streaming. Guess this is where I belong.

After thirty minutes of intense Beat Saber, I ended the stream, exhausted.