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

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“Ah… Ugh… Er…”

“…Soo-hyun? Did you drink too much?”

The world spins around me.

Was it always this dizzy?

“My… my head…”

“Your head?”

“My head hurts…”

I’ve never felt like a lightweight before.

But today, keeping up is tough.

“Ugh, take it slow, eat slowly.”

The Ah-young telling me to eat slowly is holding a bottle of alcohol.

She’s not going to smash anyone’s head; she’s just using it as a cup.

“Looks like everyone’s heading home.”

And Kang-hyeok next to me is already blowing into the bottle like a trumpet.

…Is this even normal?

This fancy barbecue restaurant sells expensive drinks, and since the manager is paying, these people are drinking without a care.

Well… he’s the manager, so he must have money, right??

Unless that’s a real shame.

“Soo-hyun, here, drink some water.”

“Thank… you.”

And Park Kang-seok says…

“Didn’t you drink?”

“No, I did.”

…This person must just be born to be in a band.

Just look at him, still fine after all that drinking.

Did he just control himself?

Hah—it’s all so confusing.

I’m tipsy, so my mind isn’t working right.

I gulp down some cold water and lean back against the chair.

What on earth made me go along with these band members in this chaotic situation?

Even now, they’re still gulping down drinks.

Do they have two livers?

“Ugh… I’m going to get some fresh air.”

“Really?”

“Yeah…”

I decided this situation wasn’t going to work out.

I got up, intending to step outside for a bit to clear my head.

“Then, I’ll go out with you.”

“No, no… Manager, you stay here. I’m not a child.”

Even though I’m drunk, I’m not so out of it that I can’t manage myself.

And I’d just be sitting right outside anyway.

It’s not like South Korea is a place with bad security, plus, this is an expensive barbecue restaurant, so there shouldn’t be any weirdos around.

With that, I staggered out of the place.

“Ha…”

I could swear it was still early afternoon when I came in, but now it’s already dark out.

I wonder how much I’ve drunk in there.

What’s scary is, judging by the vibe, it seems like we’re headed for round two.

Ugh… How do they have such stamina?

I’ve been exercising and thought I was getting social, but it seems I’ve still got a ways to go.

I’m starting to want to go home.

…Maybe it’s the alcohol, but I feel the urge to go live again.

How long will this urge last?

I might still be drinking and going live when I’m fifty.

That’d be pretty hilarious.

Then the viewers would be in their 50s or 60s, right?

There’d be no lack of nursing homes.

As those nonsensical thoughts drifted through my mind, I started to feel the buzz wearing off.

Maybe because it’s summer, this place is less cool than one with blasting AC, but the sky is wide open, so it somehow feels cooler here.

Well, for now, I do feel relieved.

I finished that festival stage I had prepped for a long time, so I’m less anxious now.

It’s hard to believe that just a few hours ago I was singing on that hot festival stage and getting drenched.

Now it’s all so peaceful.

“What are you doing all alone, looking all gloomy?”

As I looked up at the sky, Hyeon-su came out of the store.

“It’s the age for you to get lost in sentimentality.”

“…What concept are you going for now?”

“No, no, it’s not that.”

Thinking about it, isn’t Hyeon-su the one who’s more in the phase of being sentimental than I am?

He may seem nonchalant, but he’s probably troubled since he’s heading to the army soon.

“Come sit here, Hyeon-su.”

“…I was going to the convenience store.”

“We can just go together later. Sit down.”

“Yes.”

Since we’re both out, I suggested Hyeon-su sit next to me to look at the sky.

…It’s a rocky ground, but I’ll change my clothes when I get home anyway.

“Whew… are you alright, Hyeon-su?”

“I’m okay; I’ve got a decent tolerance.”

With a “decent” tolerance, I doubt he could hang in there…

But he certainly looks fine on the outside.

I’m the only one struggling here.

“Sister, you’re still the same.”

“What do you mean?”

“You get pretty tipsy.”

“Ha.”

Me? Tipsy?

What an image to have, that’s shocking.

“How much do you restrain yourself?”

And it’s not that my tolerance is bad, either.

It’s just that the band members are the weird ones.

“Why the convenience store, though? What are you going to buy?”

“Just some things that help with a hangover.”

“Ah~”

Like ice cream or chocolate milk?

That definitely sounds better than just getting some fresh air.

“Get me something if you buy.”

“I was planning to get you some.”

“Wow.”

Him looking out for his tipsy sister; he’s grown up!

Thinking back, he did seem a bit mature for his age from the first time I met him.

“But hey, are you not going to university, Hyeon-su?”

“University? I have no plans for it.”

“Really?”

“Why are you suddenly asking about university?”

“I just thought it would suit you if you went for the humanities.”

He looks more like an elite in the sciences, though.

Still, he does have that humanities vibe.

“Me? No, if I go, it has to be in music.”

“What will you learn over there?”

“Uh, good point?”

“What’s with that ‘good point’?”

I just said it casually; why are you taking it seriously?

This is getting annoying…

But I understand it.

Hyeon-su quit the vocal academy saying there was nothing for him to learn there.

Now that I think of it, the vocal teacher who taught us must have hit it big now.

Hyeon-su’s already a big deal.

Now I’ve also hit number one on the music charts.

As a teacher, he’s practically reached the top.

But thanks to that vocal teacher, I’ve come this far; I can’t help but feel grateful.

I should visit and show my face sometime.

Well, anyway…

“Shall we get going slowly?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

I’ve been sitting too long, so I should get up now.

“Are you getting the chocolate milk?”

“Out of respect for my elders, you should be the one to buy it.”

“Oh, how cheeky.”

Since I’ve said it, I can’t back down.

Might as well buy it for him.

“What should we get per person? Oh, can we not take it inside?”

“No, the owner said it’s okay to eat here if it’s for hangover recovery.”

“You asked that already?”

“I have to be careful, you know.”

True, with the way things are, you have to be cautious.

In this world, there are too many unreasonable people.

“You never know where eyes might be.”

“Right, maybe I should have worn sunglasses.”

I just popped out for a moment without sunglasses.

I hope I won’t be caught taking the wrong path.

Doesn’t it look suspicious how we’re walking right now?

With Hyeon-su fully clad in a cap and me walking in tandem.

“Then put these on.”

Suddenly, seeing me like this, Hyeon-su took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket.

“What? Where did you get those?”

“They’re mine.”

“Wow… how thorough.”

So this is how to be a celebrity without scandals.

I took the sunglasses and put them on.

Since they’re meant for guys, they’re a bit big on me.

“And since there’s a party after the festival, won’t the reporters turn a blind eye?”

“Yeah, the party will probably be cool.”

Looking at the recent dating rumors, most of it focuses on photos taken of two people meeting, not on party photos.

Come to think of it, didn’t I have dating rumors once too?

Thinking back to that time, there were way more photos of us meeting privately than at any parties.

…Just thinking about that article makes me feel dizzy.

Of all people, it was with the national actor.

I’m just grateful that I’m still in one piece.

“Oh, there’s a convenience store over there.”

“It’s right in front of us; let’s hurry.”

Anyway, we went to the convenience store and packed up on hangover remedy drinks and chocolate milk.

We came out holding one ice cream each.

“Did we buy too much?”

“Looking at your enthusiasm, it seems like you’ll eat them all.”

“Well, they’re not the type to leave leftovers.”

Whether it’s chocolate milk or hangover medicine, they’ll just shove it all in their mouths.

With that, we walked towards the store, each holding a bag and ice cream.

It was late, and the streets were quiet, with not many people around.

In the calm yet unawkward atmosphere, we walked in silence.

Then suddenly.

“Hyeon-su.”

“Yeah?”

Something popped into my mind, and I decided to say it to Hyeon-su beside me.

Thinking about it, I hadn’t mentioned this.

“Good luck in the army, and come back healthy.”

“…Yes.”

Anyway, the night of the festival, the biggest event of summer, was coming to an end.

**

The next day.

I woke up, clutching my throbbing head.

“Ugh….”

I feel like I’m dying… just dying.

My head is spinning, and my stomach is churning.

I’m truly experiencing a hangover as I got up from my place.

First, I staggered to the kitchen to drink some water.

Then, I collapsed onto the sofa and pulled out my phone, which I had stuffed into my pocket.

I only expected to check the time but…

“Oh.”

The piles of missed calls and messages looked a bit alarming.

…What happened?

Today is supposed to be a holiday… did something come up?

It turned out I had messages from other Celestial Realm members and even from Park Kang-seok.

This person, after drinking so much yesterday, still had the energy to contact me today.

I thought that was impressive, so I decided to call Park Kang-seok first.

If something’s going on, I should hear it from him first.

[Hello?]

“Oh yes, Manager.”

[Have you just woken up?]

“Are you okay with a hangover?”

[Oh, I’m usually not affected by hangovers.]

“Oh, really…”

No hangover? Seriously, what a fraud.

While I’m struggling, he’s just fine.

This is why health is the ultimate treasure.

“By the way, is there something going on? I saw a lot of calls from different places.”

Anyway, I first asked about the phone calls.

Given how calm Park Kang-seok sounded, it didn’t seem like a big issue…

[Ah, it’s just that yesterday….]

“Yesterday?”

[Didn’t you perform? That became quite the hot topic.]

“Oh, gotcha.”

…Thinking back, that’s a little embarrassing.

To bare my stomach in front of so many people.

Was I out of my mind? I should have kicked myself for that.

“But what about it?”

Right, since it became a hot topic, I understood why the members and others would reach out.

Still, Park Kang-seok isn’t the type to call about such trivial matters on a holiday.

So I figured there must be another reason, so I asked him, and…

[…Well, while I would prefer to let you rest on your holiday, it seems like there’s a lot of offers coming in.]

“…In just a day… Oh, right, that makes sense.”

When an opportunity arises, the broadcasting station usually leaps to endorse it.

I don’t know how widely my festival stage spread, but considering my name, it makes sense they’d reach out.

[I’d like to let you rest, but I really think it’d be good for you to do a little something, if possible.]

“…I see.”

Park Kang-seok, usually composed, sounded slightly apologetic when he said that.

But, hey, when the perfect opportunity arises, you’ve got to take it.

Moreover, I hadn’t even been riding the wave after hitting number one on the charts.

But now this chance has come around again, so I can’t let it slip away.

“Hah…”

Well, when was I ever in a position to relax?

“What’s the most important thing to tackle?”

In some ways, work is a blessing.

I should appreciate it and take care of business promptly.