Now That I Have Become a Woman, I Am a Vtuber

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Mahohyun, participating in the audition under the name Maho, was someone with a similar personality to Kim Soo-hyun (Female).

She preferred being at home over going out and found happiness in adorning her own space cutely and lounging there rather than gathering to play with others.

That’s why she liked Miro.

When Miro first hosted the broadcast during the audition, she thought Miro was quite impressive.

Wasn’t she the one who managed to settle the people who came to mock her in the community with her charm?

There wasn’t even any real content; she just rambled on with empty words, yet people gathered around her.

That was impressive, but it also concerned her.

Miro seemed to have a strong my-pace aspect, and if they passed and became part of the same group, wouldn’t there be disharmony within the team?

For Mahohyun, who was a bit worn out from social interactions, it was hardly a delightful situation.

However, the Miro she spoke to on the phone was someone without such worries.

Her personality was gentle and cool, making any disharmony seem unlikely.

She wasn’t shy either; instead, she engaged in conversations frequently.

For Mahohyun, who usually had no one around to talk about comics, anime, or even Japanese VTubers, the Celestial Realm Project colleagues were excellent nerdy mates, and Miro was someone with whom she could share a lot of conversations, leading them to quickly become close.

So, she mustered up the courage to call her and suggest heading out to record together.

It might have seemed like an unmeasured action, but she thought Miro would accept it, and indeed, that happened.

Thus, she set out a bit more cheerfully, but…

“How do I look? Better than my profile pic?”

Who is this beauty??

She’s pretty. Very pretty, with a sharp cat-like beauty.

Her features are just right where they need to be, and her legs are long enough that most celebrities might as well skip the business card.

And she seems to be acutely aware of her appearance, smirking and flaunting herself even more.

“You’re pretty too.”

“Th-thanks?”

“Haha! Yes, let’s go!”

Miro, who was grinning for some reason, began to walk ahead, and Mahohyun let out a small sigh and followed her.

“Have you listened to the debut song much?”

“I’ve heard it a lot, the guide vocalist sings well, right?”

“Right? Is she a famous person?”

“I’m not sure. I don’t know much about Korean singers.”

“Right? I don’t know much either. I’m pretty good on Japanese singers, though.”

Mahohyun held back her thoughts, wondering why she had turned out to be such an otaku.

She could understand why her friends kept asking her about that.

But still, that’s… hard to explain.

“You seem a bit nervous; what’s up?”

“Um… you’re prettier than I thought?”

“You’re pretty too!”

“Still, you’re way prettier.”

It was a little bit of a resigned sentiment she expressed, yet Miro just laughed happily.

“Why are you laughing so much?”

Feeling oddly irked by her expression, Mahohyun asked, and Miro, with a grin on her face, replied:

“I even changed my profile pic to see this reaction! Isn’t it worth it? Just tell others that the real Miro was cute!”

Miro’s words were even more absurd and quirky than she expected.

Did she really change her profile pic for reactions to her face?

That’s something even someone who’s confident in their looks wouldn’t normally do.

Yet, having fallen victim to it herself, Mahohyun couldn’t say much and just burst into an absurd laugh.

“Ahaha… yeah, I can’t be the only one to fall for this.”

Since she had already been caught, Mahohyun decided to just enjoy it. Besides, she felt a bit better thinking that she now had such a beautiful friend among her acquaintances.

So, Mahohyun and Miro arrived at a workshop in the city.

“This building looks nice.”

“Right? I guess famous people have a lot of money,”

The awkward atmosphere eased up a bit as they walked. Upon entering the building while chatting, the composer they had heard about came out to greet them.

“Welcome.”

The composer was a thin man in his early 40s.

With unkempt long hair and a stubbly chin, he guided Miro and Mahohyun inside, his expression unchanging.

“You are the Celestial Realm Project members, right?”

He glanced at each of them before briefly explaining and pointing to the recording studio inside.

“First, if you could sing the song to completion, I’ll listen and distribute the parts. Who wants to go first?”

“Um… should I go first?”

“Yes, please go ahead.”

It was decided that Mahohyun would go first. With a slightly nervous expression, she entered the recording studio, focusing on the melody that played, singing each line calmly.

Though she had recorded many cover songs, it was her first time singing a song she would be part of as a singer, so it was natural that she was a little nervous.

Moreover, since the song had quite a bit of difficulty, she had to be quite careful not to mess up.

Honestly, considering that it was mostly K-Pop-style music, she didn’t have much confidence. But there were parts that had a flair reminiscent of Japanese band music, so she was confident about those sections.

After finishing her song, Miro clapped, amazed.

“Wow, your high notes are amazing, unnie!”

Mahohyun burst out laughing at the direct compliment.

Maybe it was because she had just finished singing, but the tension had left her, and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ahaha! What kind of compliment is that?”

“But I won’t go easy, so you better sit back and watch.”

Miro confidently declared as she stepped into the recording room.

Mahohyun admired Miro’s confident demeanor. Seeing her put on the headset and stand in front of the mic felt like witnessing a real celebrity recording.

“Let’s get started.”

With a lovely voice echoing in her ears, the accompaniment filled the room.

Thus, Miro’s song began.

“Ooh…”

Miro’s singing skills weren’t too technical.

Yet her clear enunciation and timbre made her song rich despite lacking technique.

Though she struggled a bit with high and low notes, she sang steadily, and her innate timbre more than covered for her weaknesses.

With that, Miro also finished singing the entire song briefly.

“Okay, I’ll point out the parts, so please prioritize recording those sections first.”

The composer, who had been quietly listening to Miro and Mahohyun sing without any side comments, spoke while identifying a few parts and highlighting the key points.

“First, Mahohyun, your lower tones are your strength.”

“Really? Ah, yes.”

“Could you lower your tone slightly and sing this part?”

“Ah, yes, understood.”

Despite his indifferent demeanor, the composer was a professional when it came to recording.

He precisely understood the strengths and weaknesses of the singer and identified the parts that suited them.

Even while recording the parts, he gave feedback in between, giving off a strong professional vibe.

For Mahohyun, who usually sang alone to covers, it was a novel and valuable experience.

Nonetheless, with years of experience covering various songs, she smoothly met the composer’s requests, and before long, the recording wrapped up.

“Thank you; I believe we’re going to complete a great part.”

The composer nodded, seemingly pleased by Mahohyun’s quick recording.

“Well then, next is Miro.”

And it was Miro’s turn.

Having watched Mahohyun receive feedback, Miro, feeling a bit nervous, entered the recording studio.

“Could you raise your tone a bit here? Overall, right now…”

“Ah, like this?”

“Great. After that—wait a moment, let’s record the previous part again. Sorry; let’s keep it like this…”

“Yes, yes… let me give it a try.”

“Good. I think you can produce a variety of sounds. That’s a strength of yours. Now the next part will be like this…”

“Sure, okay…”

“Let’s go again. Your forceful sound is great, but this part needs a bit more…”

The long recording session began.

Mahohyun watched as Miro went into the studio, catching a glimpse of the composer, who seemed to be significantly more engaged than earlier.

Where had that indifferent expression gone? The corners of his mouth had risen slightly, and his eyes were sparkling as he made more requests.

Watching that, Mahohyun settled down on the sofa in a corner of the workshop, sensing that it would take a while.

“More, more.”

“Ahhhh!! Aah!!”

“Please don’t scream like that.”

“Aah!!!”

Yet… Miro’s voice was so good that Mahohyun thought it wouldn’t be boring as she sat back to observe how the professional composer made various requests to the amateur singer he liked.

“Now, bring your voice down calmly here.”

“Ahhh—”

“A bit more.”

“A—A—”

“Good! A bit more.”

“Come on…”

“Try singing that part in the tone you just muttered.”

However, as time passed, the beautiful and confident demeanor that Miro had earlier seemed to vanish, and Mahohyun let out a sigh watching Miro’s face scrunch up as she recorded.

‘…I was hoping to catch a movie together after this.’

Seeing that the recording showed no signs of wrapping up quickly, Mahohyun didn’t hesitate to cancel her reservation for the animated movie she had booked in advance.