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

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“Are you telling me to erase my name?”

“Yeah, it sounds cool, like a nameless master vibe.”

“Where are you even going?”

“You seriously don’t understand this sensitivity?”

“This is why kids these days…”

“Isn’t it better than being a part-timer?”

“Fine, let’s just stick with Soo-hyun then?”

“…Should I?”

“Is that really okay though?”

“There are so many Soo-hyuns in the world, and besides, I’m not doing anything bad. I guess there’s a reason to hide my identity…”

It would be a bit uncomfortable if someone recognized me on the street. Plus, my identity is somehow tied to Miro’s identity as well.

If some weird rumors pop up, the viewers who find out later will go crazy.

Even though everyone pretends it’s not a big deal, they’re sensitive when it comes to men, and honestly, I don’t see the point in using Soo-hyun’s real name right now.

It feels like a loss without any gain?

“So what should we do?”

“As I mentioned earlier, just leave it blank.”

“Sigh… I got it. I’ll do that.”

Hyun-su looked somewhat dissatisfied, but since I was pushing for it, he raised the white flag.

“Thanks.”

“Instead, please tell that composer good things about me. What if they misunderstand?”

“Not that kind of person, I think? And you got compliments, they said you have talent.”

“Oh really? That makes me happy!”

“Though your voice doesn’t sound that happy?”

“No, well… I hear that a lot.”

“Wow, I feel like I’ve been through mirror therapy right now.”

Is this how Hyejeong feels when she gets roasted? Feels so annoying.

“Anyway… is your business done?”

“Yeah, good luck.”

“Yes, understood.”

And with that, I ended the call with Hyun-su. I felt a sense of relief that I handled things well, so I tossed my phone aside and closed my eyes.

*

When I woke up from dozing off, it was already dark outside.

Looking at my phone I had tossed aside earlier, it was indeed late evening.

Worried about my wrecked daily routine, I got out of bed and sat down at my computer desk as if it were second nature.

I pressed the boot button and while waiting for it to start up, I logged into my Bluebird account for the first time in a while.

“Hmm?”

I thought I wouldn’t get much feedback since I haven’t been posting drawings lately, but surprisingly, there were quite a few messages.

What could have happened?

With a slight sense of curiosity, I checked the notifications, and only then did I realize what was going on.

I had worked on the album cover for Hyun-su.

It seemed like half of the messages piled up were requests related to that.

It looks like I received decent reviews among the stakeholders.

Expecting it to be my first project, the positive responses somehow lifted my spirits, too.

If I hadn’t been busy with work, I would have liked to choose any request that catches my interest.

However, adding more work at this point is unrealistic.

I’m not a particularly diligent person to begin with…

While I was thinking this, the computer powered on, revealing a familiar desktop background.

The illustration of Miro, with her pink hair and sparkling green eyes, that I’ve now grown accustomed to seeing.

I took a moment to look at the desktop, which I also use as my broadcast standby screen, and effortlessly set up the broadcast.

Once everything was ready, I immediately turned on the broadcast.

[Good morning]

-?

-It’s morning?

-ㅎㅇㅎㅇ

-Mister, it’s night right now.

-It’s morning for me.

-Good morning~

-Those who say it’s night, leave!

It was a bit surprising how viewers showed up instantly the moment I started the broadcast, even though I don’t have a regular broadcast schedule and just randomly go live around evening to night.

What kind of life do these people live to appear just like that…?

In any case, I set some background music and stood up from my chair.

Thinking about it, I hadn’t even washed my face yet, had I?

While waiting for more viewers to join, I quickly washed my face, grabbed a drink from the fridge, and sat back down in my chair.

-When did you come in?

-Me.

-Where did you go?

-Umm…

-Lock

-Mister, your mic isn’t on.

-June

-What are you doing?

As I left my spot without a word, the chat was scorching with activity.

Knowing it would fade once I returned, I took a sip of my drink, relaxed my throat for a moment, and turned the mic on.

“Good morning, everyone.”

-ㅗㅜㅑ

-Did you just wake up?

-Your voice is seriously…

“Yeah, I just turned it on right after getting up.”

-You woke up early.

-I tuned in right after getting up, too.

-Pattern is a bit weird;

“Please don’t treat me like I’m someone who’s turned their daily routine upside down. I was working in the morning and came back early to sleep, you know?”

I requested the viewers who treated me like some jobless person to correct their misunderstanding.

“I’m not jobless, right?”

-You scumbag!

-Why are you cursing?

-I was quietly watching the broadcast without chatting. T_T

-Sorry, Miro… sorry, Miro… sorry, Miro…

-I’m not a jobless person; I’m a [home security guard]! (puts on glasses)

“Haha… just kidding.”

-Special) Not

-Just kidding (be smart enough to just laugh, you idiot)

-ptsd on…

“Come on, laugh! I’m joking here.”

-Huh?

-What.

-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!

-Please don’t say that…

“Well then, what are we doing today?”

Since I turned on the broadcast right after waking up, I really had no thoughts.

It feels like I did it out of obligation, you could say?

-??

-Why should we decide that?

-You should decide that!

-Ugh, it’s that pattern again.

-How about playing LoL?

“No, we decide together! It’s a ‘growing together’ Miro broadcast, right?”

-That ‘together’ nonsense…

-Ugh… I’ve said it three hundred and fifty times, why do we do all the work while you take the money, you jerk?

-What if we don’t grow?

-Let’s just stay stagnant together.

[Thank you for the 1,000 won donation, ㅇㅇ!]

It’s a routine now.

Whenever I ask the chat to set the broadcast theme, it turns the chatroom into a frenzy as part of my daily routine.

“Ah, you little devils… once we start rolling with the vibe, you just go wild… I shouldn’t say that, right?”

-You bastard! Hahaha!

-This guy is seriously funny! Hahaha!

-What a ridiculous situation! Hahaha!

“Alright! If there are no suggestions, I’ll take out the guitar…?”

-Noooooo!

-Please don’t…

-Mister, I raised my hand!

-Should I go stand outside?

“Okay, guitar goes back in…”

-Phew…

-Great Miro

-What a flashback! Hahaha!

The guitar… I still need to practice that…

How much time do I have left on my last remit?

I really might have to do a 24-hour broadcast.

“But seriously, what should we do…?”

World Cup theme? I’ve done all that already.

Should I play a game instead?

But what game should I play?

“How about we play a game?”

-Yay! Hahaha!

-We’re finally doing it!

-Please just do it.

-Let’s play LoL, let’s go!

“I should just skip it…”

-Do you really want to die?

-Damn, I’ll bring my sword.

-“Is this broadcast a joke now?”

“Haha… just kidding.”

Saying that, I opened Steam.

Seeing other members, they seem to enjoy gaming broadcasts, so I should pick a game to try out too.

-Steam?

-“LoL is lame!”

-LoL players are such trash, haha!

-“Kimotty!” Hahaha!

“Okay, choose from the library here.”

-Huh?

-You make lots of money, so just buy one.

-Dude, it’s not like there’s much to choose from, what should I even pick?

“Um~ should we try Royal Ground?”

-Ohhh!

-That’s okay, I guess;

-“Just this once…”

Surprisingly, the chat is reacting positively?

I heard that in Japan, viewers go crazy when a vtuber plays FPS, but it seems Korea is different.

“Looks like there’s an update? Let’s hurry up with that.”

The last time I played with a big streamer from The Six must have been a collab, right?

Time has passed since then, and there are quite a few updates piled up.

-What to do while updating?

-Gah, doze off.

-Bring the guitar back.

“Let’s take a break while we wait. Everyone stretch a bit too.”

I didn’t do much but pretending to stretch, once an alert for support came through my ears.

[Thank you for the 1,000 won donation, ㅇㅇ!]

“Mister, did you see what was posted in the community?”

-Huh?

-What?

-Ah!

“What got posted?”

In the past, I would sneak into the community view it without broadcasting, but Miro is different now.

“Please post it in the café.”

Just saying that, even if hundreds can’t make it, over ten viewers will take action.

As expected, it hadn’t been long after I said that when I entered the café and immediately found what I was looking for.

[Is this Miro-nim? (14)]

“Wow, that title is a bit intense, huh?”

What is this about? I clicked the title to take a look.

If I take too long, the café moderator might cut off the post.

That’s how sensitive a vtuber’s personal information is.

Upon clicking the post in the café, there’s a post captured from a community.

[Is this a green light?

It was warm during the night, so while playing games with the window open,

someone was singing loudly from up above;;

I tried to ignore it but couldn’t bear it any longer… for an hour straight.]

As soon as I read those two lines, I knew it was about me.

But no way? Did the guy from downstairs post this in the community?

Could it be one of the viewers just messing around?

But…

[…Anyway, after that, I fell asleep and woke up the next afternoon all leisurely, and while gaming, someone was knocking on my door.

When I opened it, it was that super pretty girl I saw yesterday, giving me a branded cake and apologizing again.

Honestly, I even saw her hand… ]

…It’s definitely related. I never mentioned on stream about apologizing the next day.

Did that guy have these thoughts?

Then that means the coincidental encounter in front of the building earlier was not really coincidental?

-Is this for real?

-Please confirm it.

-Wow, great Miro.

-I believed you all along!

-Please marry me, Miro..! Please marry me, Miro..! Please marry me, Miro..!

Despite that, the public opinion isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

I re-read the part where the poster described my appearance.

It’s so overly complimentary that reading it makes me shy.

From the writer’s perspective, it’s clear they wanted to brag about their relationship with such a beauty, hence the detailed description.

“Hmm… this isn’t me, you know?”

-Really?

-Stop lying, lol.

-Please just say it’s me… please just say it’s me… please just say it’s me…

-“Of course, right?”

-Oh.

But first, I denied it.

From the start, if I revealed Miro’s identity, it would be a breach of contract.

And Miro and Soo-hyun are not the same person, right?

The girl the writer is talking about is Soo-hyun, and I’m Miro.

“The appearance described is spot on. It says I have long black hair. Does it look black to you?”

Saying that, I shook my head, and Miro’s avatar on screen shook her head as well.

“I have pink hair and green eyes.”

-??

-Oh, is that so?

-So what does that mean? Is that person you or not?

“I’ll tell you straight. It’s not Miro. The end!”

With that, I said and closed the window.

Someday it may come out that I lied now, but so what?

After all, asking a vtuber whether or not there is a significant other is impolite.

It’s only because it’s me that I’m being lenient here.

“Now, please don’t unnecessarily cause trouble for a regular woman; just keep it decent, everyone.”

With that, I exerted my power as a moderator to put an end to the situation.

More importantly… seeing this kind of post made me certain.

I better return to my family home and stop living alone.