Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber - Chapter 93

**[Miro-Tenshi Win LOLLOLLOL]**

“Wow, they actually got first place, lol.”

– How did this happen? lololol

– I can’t believe they won.

– That armored vehicle is seriously OP though.

– Yeah, it got buffed in the last patch; might need a nerf.

**[Miro’s Profile Pic]**

“Despite being sniped for half the game, our boy still won.”

– GOAT, simply the GOAT…

– Are you sure it wasn’t just a free ride?

– Nah, for real.

– Japanese player’s pretty good, actually.

– Yeah, Tenshi just wiped them out, lol.

**[Comment on VTubers]**

“You otakus been hiding this stuff all along? Should’ve shared the fun, lol.”

– Lol this is pure chaos.

– Their synergy was something else.

– Who’s the Japanese VTuber? Immersive as heck, lol.

– A Japanese VTuber. Pretty famous, actually.

– Oh, really? Is she popular?

– Yeah, she’s got a huge following.

**[Miro From the Japanese POV]**

“Japanese chat can’t understand a word Miro says, but they cheered like crazy when he said ‘Sabaody Archipelago’ lol.”

– Lol, they’re adorable.

– Bro, how can you even read that chat?

– What’s this now? Don’t bring that stuff here; the forum’s already a mess.

– Then leave, lol.

– The VTuber fans have ruled this place for ages, lol.

**[Miro’s Betrayal Screenshot]**

“I got betrayed by Miro and died. Ask me anything.”

– Man, jealous of that drive with Miro.

– Are you an idiot?

– No, there were no warning signs; he just suddenly killed me.

– Bro, the signal was the six honks.

– How could I hide my love for Roa?

– Confirmed, you’re an idiot, lol.

– Thanks for the helmet, it’s what got us the win, lol.

– Survived an extra tick with that, lol.

**[Miro is Surprisingly Good at Games, lol]**

Whether it’s Beat Saber, the time when Miro was all into ARAM in *League of Legends,* or today, it’s clear he’s definitely above average in games, lol.

– But what’s the point? He barely streams, smh.

– Yeah, he’s good but doesn’t play much.

– He’s good at singing too but never sings.

– I wish he’d sing a bit more.

– He seems pretty attractive but never turns on the cam.

– That’s probably the biggest issue.

– I’m really curious about what Miro actually looks like.

Lp- Dude, he’s probably average-looking, lol.

– From what the other members say, he’s definitely above average.

– Please don’t expect too much from a VTuber.

**[Miro Controversy;]**

He played three games and then ended the stream.

– Only three? That’s definitely controversial, lol.

– Fact: For Miro, three games is a lot.

– If it wasn’t a collab, he’d probably only have played two, lol.

**[At the end, was that a slip-up?]**

*Edited post-game conversation between Miro and Tenshi.*

A Japanese fan asked to meet next week—will Miro actually go to Japan?

– Is Miro going to Japan?

– As if Miro would actually go, lol.

– Unless Tenshi’s the one coming over.

– Why would Tenshi come to Korea?

– She plays on the Korean server anyway, so maybe it’s possible?

– If I go to the airport next week, can I see Miro?

– Bruh…

– Definitely possible, go for it.

***

The day has finally arrived.

It’s been a week since my first dance lesson, and today, I’m going in for the second one.

“Have you built up your stamina a bit?”

On the subway to the lesson studio, Maho asked, and I nodded.

“It’s going to be totally different from last week, I promise.”

“Can your stamina really improve that much in a week?”

“Well, I’m starting from level 1, so I level up fast.”

“Is that so?”

Isn’t there usually quick progress up to a certain point?

I used to only last 30 minutes in *Beat Saber*, but now I can go for 40.

That’s a 33% improvement.

It means Kim Su-hyun is getting stronger every day.

“So today, you’ll be able to handle some dance practice?”

“Right? I’m sure it won’t just be jumping rope this time.”

Since we don’t have a lot of time, I figured we’d at least cover the basics.

After getting off the subway near the lesson studio, I saw the members gathered just like last time. Looks like we’ll be seeing each other every week from now on.

Still, having six girls gathered in the middle of a weekday does attract a lot of attention.

“Hurry up! We’re going to be late.”

“The subway was running a bit late.”

“You know yours is the easiest route, right? No transfers.”

“People who live close are the ones who are always late.”

“Goodness, you always have a comeback.”

I couldn’t help but notice how much cooler the weather felt. It’s only been a week, but everyone’s dressed in thicker clothes now.

I also came dressed in layers since Jang-yeosa fussed about it being cold outside this morning.

Just then, Anna, who had been eyeing me closely, spoke up.

“By the way, Su-hyun, what’s with that cardigan?”

“The cardigan? Just grabbed it from my closet.”

I thought the color matched well, so I wore it, but did something get on it?

I checked my sleeve to see if it was covered in fluffy dog fur or something, but Anna pointed to my chest instead.

“No, I mean, it looks like it has a school crest or something. Is it just a design?”

“Oh, right.”

Now that she mentions it, it does look like a school crest. But it’s not from my school uniform.

Trying to recall where it came from, it finally clicked.

“Oh, yeah. It’s a school cardigan.”

“See? Wow, it’s really well-designed. Did you go to a private school?”

“No, but it’s not from the school I went to.”

“Huh?”

Actually, it’s from the high school Hyun-soo attends. I remember getting it as compensation after spilling a drink on him.

Wow, when was that? I got it during our first meeting, so it’s been quite a while.

No wonder I’d forgotten.

“So, what? You bought it separately?”

“No, I got it as a sort of compensation.”

“Compensation?”

“I’d forgotten about it too… I’ll tell you the story on the way.”

As we walked, I told them how I ended up with it. And, as expected, the members were surprised.

“Seriously? Which high school is it from?”

“Uh… I actually don’t know.”

Come to think of it, I never asked which high school Hyunsoo goes to. I’ll have to ask him later.

“So, it’s like a slim gold cardigan or something?”

“No, it’s mine now.”

“Then why are you wearing it around? Take it off already!”

“Ahh! It’s cold!”

After a bit of fuss as Maho briefly snatched my cardigan, we finally made it to the lesson studio.

“Welcome!”

“Yes, hello!”

As we entered the lesson studio, we greeted the instructor who warmly welcomed us, and then we all filed in for the lesson.

“So, Miro, have you been keeping up with your jump rope practice?”

Before starting the session, the instructor asked with a hint of concern, and I replied confidently.

“I’ve been putting in bone-crushing effort.”

“Pfft!”

Who was that? Who just let out a laugh?

I glanced around to find the culprit, but everyone was holding back their laughter, making it impossible to tell.

Just you wait. I’ll be the one laughing last.

“Oh… so you think you’ll be able to keep up today? It won’t be too intense.”

“Don’t worry.”

“Alright, I’ll take your word for it.”

The dance lesson that followed was indeed not overly strenuous. It seemed the instructor had planned the session carefully, blending exercises and breaks just right so that even someone like me could complete it.

Is this what it means to be an expert in the dance field? Not only can they dance well, but they can also teach well… It’s no wonder people rise to fame in their respective fields.

“Huff… huff…”

I was exhausted, of course, but I began to think that maybe, just maybe, I could actually learn to dance properly in time.

“You okay?”

Lying on the studio floor to catch my breath, I noticed Anna—who looked like she had the most energy left—coming over and handing me a bottle of water.

“Yeah…”

As I drank the water, a satisfying sense of accomplishment washed over me. How long has it been since I felt such a physical achievement? It might even be the first time since becoming the “female Kim Su-hyun.”

“Alright, when you’re done, take my hand. It’s time to get up.”

“Yes…”

After taking Anna’s hand and getting up, we thanked the instructor, who was tidying up, and left the studio.

I was looking forward to getting home and resting as we walked down the hallway, but there was a commotion up ahead.

Did another group arrive?

Come to think of it, there are two rooms in the basement; maybe someone’s here to use the other one? Or it could be the people for the time slot after us.

“Ah, I’m exhausted.”

Well, whoever it is, we just need to head out, so I leaned my weary self against Maho’s back.

“It’s so hot.”

“This is tough.”

“Same here…”

Even though they said they were tired, compared to Maira or me, they still seemed fine. Leaning heavily on Maho, I followed the others towards the elevator. But suddenly, the members walking ahead came to a stop.

What’s going on? Did they bump into someone?

If they did, they could just pass by, so why aren’t they moving?

Even Maho froze in place, so I turned to look ahead. Just as I’d thought, a group of guys stood in our path.

But… hold on, are they idols?

Even with caps pulled low, they had a distinct, flashy vibe.

If they’re idols, why aren’t they at their agency’s studio instead of here? Maybe they’re just a well-dressed dance team?

As I tried to figure it out, I spotted a familiar face.

Oh… it *is* an idol group. And not just any group—a pretty famous one.

I hadn’t recognized them at first, but some of the other members sure did.

“Wow, um…”

“Do you think we could ask for an autograph?”

Looks like at least one of our members is a fan, given their popularity.

At that moment, I locked eyes with the one member of the group I actually recognized.

Oh, please don’t acknowledge me.

I’ve already been through enough today with Hyun-soo’s cardigan situation. I just want to go home.

Besides, it’s not like we’re close or anything.

But…

“Oh? We meet again?”

Great…

Looks like Lee Hyunjun has a pretty friendly personality.

“Do you know me?”

Not exactly the same on my end.