I Became a Member of My Favorite Group! - Chapter 1

It’s already been a week since I became a girl and was thrown into the past.

However that doesn’t mean I’ve adjusted to this reality.

Even now, when I wake up and feel the emptiness in my lower body, I get goosebumps.

“Ugh…”

After finishing my shower, I picked up a plain set of women’s underwear, and my face instinctively scrunched up.

Carefully slipping my legs through the openings and putting on the bra, I felt a wave of discomfort.

I remember hearing somewhere that women often don’t wear underwear at home.

I think I understand why now.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the recent disaster, I wouldn’t have worn any either.

When I went to the neighborhood supermarket in thin clothes without any underwear, I saw an employee startled by my appearance.

At first, I wondered why.

The only saving grace was that the employee was a woman.

If it had been a male employee, it would have become a lifelong black mark, haunting me to this day.

Of course, just because it was a woman doesn’t mean it wasn’t embarrassing.

Anyway, in this world, I must have been a girl from the start as the house was stocked with various types of underwear.

If it weren’t for that, things would have been even more troublesome.

Creak—

I sat down on an old chair, shaking the water out of my hair.

The chair’s constant creaking makes me feel oddly guilty.

Okay, just hang in there a little longer.

I’ll replace you soon.

Like consoling an employee desperate to quit, I silently apologized and grabbed the mouse.

“Still nothing…”

As usual, there’s no news about Blue LUV on the video platform I check every day.

Well, it’s only natural.

Even if this world follows the same timeline as mine, there’s still time before Blue LUV’s debut.

“Aaaah!”

Although no matter how much I try to rationalize it, I can’t help feeling frustrated.

I miss them so much! What am I supposed to do?

Release our Blue LUV already!

It’s been a week since I last indulged in my fandom, and I’m on the verge of withdrawal!

Can’t someone fast-forward time? I’ll work part-time and pay whatever it takes!

“…Huh?”

While screaming and scrolling down, one video caught my eye.

The title was, ‘Blue Project: Let Your Story Bloom.’

Huh, Blue Project?

Isn’t that the name of the project our Blue LUV debuted under?

Looking closer, the channel name was ‘Haneulbom.’

By the way, Haneulbom, her real name Kang Ha-neul, is none other than the founder of Blue LUV and a top female streamer in South Korea.

Wait, so is this the official recruitment video for Blue LUV members?

I wasn’t in the fandom back then, so I’m not sure if today is the recruitment date.

I do remember their debut date, though.

With a mix of excitement and hope, I clicked on the video.

The video had a bright, pastel-toned aesthetic with a voiceover.

• “Don’t you want to share your unique story, the precious tale only you hold, with the world?”

Oh, so this is what the recruitment video felt like.

I started following Blue LUV after their debut, so I didn’t know much about this part.

Curious about people’s reactions, I scrolled down to check the comments.

Surely everyone’s excited, right?

• “Ha-neul… what are you up to now…”
  • “Instead of doing this, just stream properly.”
    • “Isn’t she streaming regularly these days?”

• “This is just a waste of time, honestly.”

• “Ugh… only losers would watch this crap.”
  • “You clearly don’t know what you’re talking about. Just look at Japan—corporate VTubers are outperforming famous streamers, and Fuyuneko, who debuted recently, hit 900,000 followers in just three months… – See more -”
    • “Didn’t ask, loser.”

• “Anime profile pics are science, huh? LOL.”

• “Look at this weeb coming out to defend. So funny LOL.”

• “I support everything Ha-neul does, but why VTubers?”
  • “Probably because she likes VTubers herself? She watches a lot of Japanese VTuber videos.”
    • “So, it’s just her own desires, huh? LOL.”

• “The vision isn’t bad, but it feels unnecessary… seriously.”

The comment section, which I had eagerly checked, was the complete opposite of what I expected.

Most people didn’t seem too thrilled about the Blue Project.

It’s probably because this is a time when the VTuber market hasn’t fully formed in Korea yet.

But even though I understand that logically, I can’t help but frown at the comments.

‘Let’s see if you can still say that after Blue LUV debuts.’

I grumbled internally and scrolled back up to watch the video.

I shouldn’t have wasted my time reading those pointless comments.

Well, these haters will eventually quiet down when the time comes.

Just wait five more years.

When Blue LUV tops music charts and dominates public broadcasts, even you’ll have to admit it.

This is all just part of the process to gain momentum.

“A song and a self-introduction… so that’s how it is.”

I nodded, feeling a strange sense of novelty as I read the recruitment notice.

You send a self-introduction and a song via email, and if you pass, you move on to the first round.

Then, there’s an offline interview for the second round, I guess.

Of course, the recruitment is only for women.

“…Huh?”

Wait, women? Does that mean…?

Glance—

Unconsciously, I looked down at my own body.

Now that I think about it, I’m technically a girl now.

So, if I pass the first round, I can see Blue LUV in person during the interview?

‘No, that’s not it.’

For a moment, I was tempted, but I shook my head and dismissed the thought.

Snap out of it, Jeong Da jeong.

Does it make sense for a fan like me to willingly step into the territory of the real world?

That’s the most taboo thing in this industry.

To remain a fan of VTubers, you must never show interest in the people behind them.

So, stop overthinking and just quietly wait for Blue LUV’s debut.

“Hmm, hmm…”

Even as I scolded myself internally, my eyes remained fixed on the recruitment notice.

Well, it’s not like someone like me would pass the first round anyway.

I’m not a great singer, and I don’t have any special talents.

Since I’ll probably fail, it’s okay to just give it a try for fun.

Click—

Rationalizing my actions, I moved the mouse to look for a suitable song.

This one’s too hard, this one’s too feminine…

“Ah.”

After carefully selecting a song, I cleared my throat.

This is the first time I’m singing in a girl’s body.

Maybe that’s why every syllable feels unfamiliar, but I slowly build up the song, step by step.

“…This was the email, right?”

After sending the recorded song and self-introduction to the email listed in the notice, I collapsed onto the bed.

Well, since I’m not going to pass anyway, I feel at ease.

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Nearly two weeks passed, but as expected, no acceptance notice came.

Since I hadn’t expected much, I quickly moved on and went about my daily life.

“Ugh…”

Today, I decided to do some cleaning to refresh my mood.

But I ran into an unexpected obstacle.

I couldn’t move the furniture to clean the dust underneath.

Ugh, it’s so heavy.

When I was a guy, I could’ve moved this kind of furniture by myself.

Frustrated, I stomped my feet and glared at the innocent dining table.

Wait, actually, the table isn’t entirely innocent.

If it had been born a little lighter, I could’ve moved it with this body. Why did it have to be so heavy?

“Huff, huff…”

Even worse, this ridiculously weak body gets tired after just a little movement.

It hasn’t even been 20 minutes since I started cleaning, and I’m already out of breath.

Even when I was a guy, I was a shut-in, but not to this extent.

At least back then, I could move furniture around and do push-ups.

“Ugh… huff!”

I tried doing a push-up as a test, but even going down and up was a struggle.

At this point, I’m basically a walking chopstick.

If someone kicked me, I’d snap in half.

Should I start exercising tomorrow?

But that sounds like a hassle.

Ring ring—

Just as I gave up on cleaning and lay flat on the floor, my phone rang.

Groaning, I reached out and grabbed my smartphone. An unknown number appeared on the screen.

This is probably a survey or loan call.

The robotic voice that would play as soon as I answered was already echoing in my mind.

Should I answer? Or not?

After a brief hesitation, I decided to pick up just to check.

“Hello?”

• “Ah, is this Jeong Da-jeong’s phone?”

“Yes, it is…”

Contrary to my expectations, a clear female voice came through, surprising me.

This doesn’t sound like the usual loan or survey people.

And her voice feels familiar somehow.

• “Thank you for applying to the Blue Project. I’m calling to inform you that you’ve passed the first round.”

“Huh? The first round?”

Did I apply for some part-time job?

For a moment, I wondered if they had called the wrong person.

‘Ah.’

Then, like a flashback, the memory I had completely forgotten came rushing back.

I had erased it from my mind, thinking there was no way I’d pass, so it took me a moment to process.

• “Yes! Your voice was particularly impressive, and we’d love to meet you in person for the offline interview. Would you be available? The date is…”

“Huh? Oh, uh, wait…”

Flustered by the sudden praise and questions, I checked the date.

Not like I have any schedule as a shut-in, so it didn’t matter.

But the important thing in this chaotic moment is…

‘I can see Blue LUV?’

I actually passed the first round and was selected for the offline interview.

And I might finally get to meet the Blue LUV I’ve been longing for.

Realizing this, a surge of excitement bubbled up inside me.

Blue LUV, wait for me!