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

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“Alright, let’s keep calm.”

Well, it’s not like I’m caught live on air or anything. It’s just the equipment after all.

Judging by the way Kim Nam-seok (17) seems to know a thing or two about computers, I should be able to handle this.

“Broadcast? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, it just looks like the equipment is set up for something like that.”

I decided to play it cool.

Maintaining a poker face is key.

After all, I’m Miro, the virtual YouTuber who can keep a straight face in any situation.

“Well, I can see how that would be the case. Actually, my sister works in design. So, we have a pretty good computer at home, with two monitors and all.”

Sure, I dropped out of university, but I still do some work in design, just a little sometimes.

I even did album art for that famous singer, Slim Gold!

“Oh….”

“Where do you think that pocket money you just got came from? It’s all earned from the hard work of my sister.”

Since I mentioned allowance, he seemed to buy it.

Yeah, well, what are you gonna do?

I could check the computer right now, but—

Bzzz—

Huh?

At that moment, I heard the boot-up noise and turned to see Jang Woo-ri (8) had already hit the power button on the computer.

“Wow… it’s shining.”

“Wait, hold on.”

The CPU lit up, and the Windows logo appeared on the monitor.

How unfortunate that my high-spec computer has a boot time of just 5 seconds.

The computer powered up.

And there it was—a high-quality illustration of Miro, the character I brought to life, filling the desktop.

An awkward silence fell.

My mind raced.

This silence cannot last long.

Naturally, I approached Jang Woo-ri (8) and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

“How about we go and grab a meal?”

“Who’s that?”

But already, the child’s eyes were glued to the high-quality Miro character.

The little demon-like character with pink hair and emerald eyes, complete with tiny horns, was enchanting my cousin…!

And it didn’t stop there.

Kim Nam-seok (17) and Kim Yuna (15) were watching this unfold from behind.

Why am I so tense?

In truth, I hadn’t been caught doing anything wrong.

After all, I like anime—you can have character wallpapers, right?

“Ahaha, that’s a character my sister likes. Now, staring at the computer for too long will hurt your eyes, so let’s turn it off.”

I smoothly and quickly moved the mouse to shut down the computer and scooped up Jang Woo-ri (8).

It felt a bit heavy, no, honestly it felt pretty heavy, according to my standards.

What the heck, why is this kid so heavy? Am I just weak?

Anyway, balancing Jang Woo-ri (8) in my quivering arms, I headed to the living room, where the dazed lunch siblings were trailing behind, along with Jang Yul (3).

Yeah… this will do.

I managed to move on naturally, so it’s fine.

I felt like cold sweat was pouring out, but regardless, I got past it.

Stepping into the living room, I saw the adults busily setting up dishes at the table.

And wow… the menu was already making my mouth water.

All the festive foods associated with Chuseok were spread out before us.

First, I set down Jang Woo-ri (8) from my arms.

It was so heavy that even after letting her go, my arms were still shaking.

What a rigorous workout this has been…

“I want to be held too!”

Did my carrying of Jang Woo-ri (8) impress someone? This time, Jang Yul (3) clung to me.

Sure, sure… I know that being hugged by me is a rare opportunity in life, but can we skip it for now?

“Okay, let’s get Yul something to eat first?”

I also need to eat to recharge my energy. Only then can I think about holding Jang Yul (3) or not.

“Hey, Yul, don’t bother your sister, okay?”

Fortunately, my aunt stood up and took Jang Yul (3) away.

Finally liberated, I quickly made my way to sit next to Kim, the eldest son, who was already settled down.

He was clearly the eldest son and the head of this family gathering.

Naturally, I would stick close to someone with such high status.

“Did you have fun with your sister?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my, Soo-hyun, that’s impressive. You’re even playing with the kids now.”

The adult’s gaze on me felt a little heavy.

Surely, last year I didn’t even show up, and the year before that, I was holed up in my room, not letting anyone in, that it’s a surprise to see me engaging with the kids now.

I guess having become an adult, they’re thinking I’ve grown up?

What’s true is that it wasn’t really me playing with them; it was the underpaid Kim lunch siblings doing that. But they received money for it, didn’t they?

Thanks to the hefty sum I gave a student, the siblings silently checked their phones and focused on their meals.

Now that I think about it, they’re glued to their phones even during meals, huh? Ugh, kids these days should have their phones confiscated!

“Eat this too.”

“Uh-huh.”

So, as I received the meats and pancakes Kim served from beside him, I felt truly satisfied.

I felt like I could do anything.

Is this the energy of Chuseok food?

If only I could broadcast now, but… I’ve already posted an announcement for a break, and today is simply not happening.

There’s a guest room, but all the kids have grown. I have to make space for Kim Yuna (15), Jang Woo-ri (8), and Jang Yul (3) in my room, so… there’s absolutely no way I can stream today.

And if I did, who knows when my curious little sisters might invade?

Just the thought of them casually mentioning “Princess” during a stream makes me cringe.

I can’t even imagine it.

After finishing my meal, everyone—adults and kids alike—naturally gathered in the living room.

With our bellies full, it was time for the whole family to watch TV while snacking on some fruits, the kids showing off their funny tricks, and the adults reaching for their wallets.

As it turned out, even Bok-sil, the pet who had been out in the yard, was now inside, making the already spacious living room feel almost cramped.

“What were you playing with earlier, my little one?”

Next to me sat my aunt and the Jang sisters, and just then, she hugged Jang Yul (3) and asked him.

Hmm… I had to phrase this carefully.

If I blurt out that “Soo-hyun was just lying on the bed while the other siblings played!” it would put everyone in a tight spot.

So, I shot a glance at Jang Yul (3) as a signal, but there’s no way a 3-year-old would understand.

Jang Yul spoke honestly.

“I saw something shiny in my sister’s room!”

“Shiny, you say?”

“Yeah, it was all sparkly, and there were two TVs. And pretty sister pictures were showing!”

Whoa, doesn’t that sound a bit weird?

I mean, that’s definitely not clear.

It seems he used “TV” because he doesn’t know what a monitor is, but speaking so cryptically, wouldn’t that pique the adults’ curiosity further?

“Really? What’s in Soo-hyun’s room then?”

As expected, my aunt looked curious and glanced at me.

“Oh, I just have a computer in my room that Yul found interesting.”

Of course, it’s a rather high-end machine, valued in the hundreds, but it’s just a computer at the end of the day.

The adults aren’t likely to know much about computers, so they nodded, moving on.

But honestly, what do I stand to gain from this?

I don’t really need an allowance since I’m not that desperate for one.

If I stick around, the kids might talk more about me, and that could get awkward.

Moreover, now that the adults are comfortable with me, if they casually ask, “Soo-hyun, what are you up to these days?” it could become problematic.

Oh, I’m just a dropout, streaming as a virtual YouTuber. I can hardly show them my channel.

Right… I should head to my room.

I quietly stood up and made my way toward my room.

My aunt glanced my way, but I’d already done my part entertaining the kids.

Entering my empty room settled my heart instantly.

Yeah, this is my space.

With the chatter of the adults outside, I plopped comfortably onto my bed.

Full tummy and cozy back, sleepy vibes soon crept in.

Oh, right, I need to lay down some blankets for the kids before they fall asleep.

But, they’d be handled by my aunt or the other adults anyway.

Or I can always get up later to fix it.

I closed my eyes with those thoughts in mind.

“Mm….”

When I opened my eyes again, I felt a heavy weight on me.

What’s going on? It felt a bit warm too…

Guess I’m fully awake now.

I opened my eyes to see Jang Yul (3) on top of me in a darkened room.

When did he get here? With his chubby face all drool-y, he was sound asleep on me.

Am I really that comfortable?

Thank goodness I was covered with a blanket; I avoided getting my clothes wet from his drool.

Well, he may have stained the blanket, but how dirty can three-year-old drool really get? I can wash it later.

Carefully nudging Jang Yul (3) aside, I sat up and noticed the Jang sisters still asleep on the bed, while the blankets were laid out below, though no one was lying on them.

What’s going on? Shouldn’t Kim Yuna (15) be sleeping there?

I figured since I woke up, it was time to leave the room.

In the living room, I found several adults sprawled out on blankets, sleeping.

Oh, look! Kim Nam-seok (17) is huddled in there too.

It seemed like the boys were sleeping in the living room and the girls were in the guest room or my room.

So, I tiptoed to the kitchen, hoping not to wake anyone, to drink a glass of water and possibly catch some fresh air in the yard.

Where’s Bok-sil? Did she already tire herself out and fall asleep on the living room floor?

I took a deep breath of the now cool outdoor air, passing through the yard, and opened the main gate to step outside.

What awaited me was a brightly lit alley under the moonlight and…

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Crack!

Kim Yuna (15), who hadn’t been in my room earlier, appeared.

Huh…

Her yellow-dyed hair sparkled under the moonlight, fluttering in the night breeze.

What’s she doing in the alley?

She looked like she was dancing, with a phone propped up in front of her, probably filming a challenge or something like what Lee Hyun-jun and Hyeon-su are known to do.

Of course, being a middle schooler, her limbs were short, and the dance was a tad awkward.

So, as I watched from behind, the solo performance of Kim Yuna (15) paused as she took a breather, grabbing her phone.

At that moment, she turned and our eyes met.

“…!”

What should I say to the startled teenage girl who looked like she saw a ghost, with her eyes wide open and frozen?

I struggled to come up with something and finally stammered out, “Um… is that… TikTok? Is that what you’re doing?”

“Ahh! Forget it!”

It was meant to be a shared resonance, yet when Kim Yuna heard my words, she closed her eyes tight and dropped to the ground in embarrassment.

Yeah, yeah, I understand that feeling of shame.

However, when I experience embarrassment, it’s the kind of torture I can’t bear.

Seeing someone else in that position makes me want to burst into laughter.

I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t laugh.

At times like these, I must comfort her as the adult.

“Uh… pfft! Hahaha!!”

“Don’t laugh!”

I’m sorry…

But how can I hold it back?

This is just too funny.

“Pfft! Ahaha!!”

“Ahhh, please!”

Look at her! Who told her to dance in front of someone else’s house?

It seems like Kim Yuna (15) will be rolling off her blanket multiple times tonight.