Ch.6 Why Don't You Become A Vtuber Too?

When I woke up, I saw a familiar, nostalgic ceiling.

This is the room i have in my first life.

"So I managed to fall asleep…"

I sat up, yawning loudly.

There were nostalgic mangas scattered around the room, making it clear that the room's owner were fully immersed in subculture.

‘Hun*erXHun*er’ is god.

… Except the new volume. Are you serious, Toga***!?

I look around my room with a smile.

My own room is the best after all.

It feels like I've come home from the bottom of my heart.

Well, the room looks a lot cleaner than i remember.

Thank you, Mom. I will never be able to look up to you.

By the way, the R-18 stuff have all gone.

It's because Sakura frequently came here looking for some mangas.

I lie down like a rabbit, turn on the heater, and start staring at my smartphone.

A bed larger than a semi double.

What's great about that is other than being able to stretch your arms and legs, you can still have space to place your smartphone, remote control, laptop, etc.

It's really convenient. If i try putting a laptop next to my pillow, It will float.

Well, that's not the one i have right now.

Even twenty years ago, my bed has been deteriorated to the point that I wondered, "Am I … going to die...?"

Well, i did die soon after, though.

"Oh right, today is the new year."

I looked at the date on my smartphone and remembered that today was New Year's Day.

I wonder if there will be any New Year's gifts. No, I guess there aren't.

My stomach started to grumble, so I got out of bed while shivering, feeling cold.

I leave my room and go down the stairs right next to it.

"Good morning~. Happy new year~"

As I entered the living room, everyone except sakura has already gathered there.

"Yo- you... what indecent outfit are you...!"

Before anyone was able to return my greeting, Kaede asks while looking at me in shock.

“Hm? Isn't it fine? I see nothing wrong with wearing this here”

I look at my sleepwear.

It's a thin, white, sleeveless negligee.

The length is short, exposing my seductive thighs with their beautiful curves, and there's no denying that it's a little sexy.

My boobs sure are impressive, but I'm also proud of the curves of my thighs.

It's like... it's long and thin, but looks chewy.

Seriously, the look of this body is insane, teirSSSSSSSSSSSS, if not for the inside.

If you add up the years I've lived, I'm already an old man.

"Isn't it cold?"

"It's cold. Really cold. The hallways are like hell."

"Then why are you dressed so lightly?"

Kaede asked with half-closed eyes, looking skeptical.

No, no, there's a good reason for this too.

"I hate wearing thick clothes around the house. In my first life, I always wore a T-shirt and pants all year round."

As she looked at me as if saying "Seriously?", The family, who knew my past life, all nodded in response.

"It feels as cold as it looks, so I wish the winter would stop."

"You didn't listen even when I told you."

"Impossible. cramped, not like."

"Why broken Japanese?"

In fact, the only option for neckline was a V-neck.

Even a U shape is impossible for me.

If I were to wear a crew neck, I might die of stress.

Negligees are the best in that regard.

It's especially good when you get into bed.

The moment when you move around in the futon and feel the texture of the fabric all over your body is truly blissful.

If you think I'm lying, try it out with a light clothing.

Can you still say the same thing after experiencing the pleasure of feeling both liberated and embraced at the same time?

I went to the dining room and looked at the New Year's food on the table.

Even though it is called osechi, all that is served are datemaki and tamagoyaki.

After that there's inari sushi, egg rolls, and yokan.

Umu, this half-baked feeling is exactly what makes it home.

I don't remember seeing black beans or herring roe.

We don't even go to visit shrines in the New Year.

While snacking on some inari sushi, I turn to the pot on the stove.

Inside is ozoni. The pot next to it contains sweet red bean soup, but I don't really like that so pass~.

It's that grainy texture of the red beans. I like it more when the texture is smooth.

“... You're actually Yuuji.”

My mother, who had come nearby without me realizing it, muttered with a deep emotion.

Munch, munch, I swallowed the inari sushi.

"What's wrong, all of a sudden?"

"...Even if your appearance changes, your actions remain the same."

My mother laughs, thinking it's funny, but also looked nostalgic.

Then she grabbed a spray bottle and a comb from the dresser and began combing my hair.

"You were lying in bed while letting your hair as is weren't you? As a girl, it's not good to have such careless grooming. you need to fix it."

It was a comment that perfectly identified my careless nature.

In my previous life, even when I went out, I would just scrub my hair and call it a day. I don't remember using a comb or anything.

"I'm doing it properly when I go out though"

I answered while picking up the rice cakes with a ladle.

I didn't receive an abusive lady's education for nothing.

If i wanted to, i could even change jobs to become a sheltered young lady.

"Do it at home too. You have such beautiful, jewel-like hair, so you should take good care of it."

"Ye~s.”

I gave a suitable response, but my cheeks relaxed at her nostalgic meddling.

...I have to show my filial piety properly.

“By the way, is Sakura still sleeping?”

As I stretched the rice cake I was holding into my mouth, I brought up the topic of Sakura, the only person not present.

"She probably is. She was up late doing the New Year's Eve stream."

Gokun.

“Stream?”

“Sakura is a Vtuber”

“Vtuber? So that trend is still alive”

"What are you even saying?“

"How rude," Mitsuki said angrily. She's a die-hard Vtuber fan afterall.

"But it's been over 20 years since the VTuber trend. I didn't think it would last that long."

"...Well, it's true that it died down for a while."

"By the way, what name does she go by?"

"Futaba Ouka. A beautiful girl with animal ears who belongs to Prisma Ark."

She's oddly boastful.

Hmm, Futaba Ouka. Let's search.

Oh, there it is.

"500k subscribers is pretty amazing."

"Right!"

"But that's surprising. That girl seemed like she'd have a hard time talking."

As I said this, I played the latest live show.

Since the stream ended six hours ago, that means it was on until around 3 a.m.

Of course she's still sleeping.

Appearing on the screen is an anime-style 3D model with cherry-colored hair and animal ears.

Wow, in my day, Vtuber 3D models seemed like inferior versions of game characters, but they've evolved quite a bit.

The texture, expressions, and the hair has improved a lot.

As Mitsuki had said, the content of the broadcast was about welcoming the New Year together with the listeners.

It is a so-called casual chat, with a character named Futaba Ouka expanding the conversation while using gestures and other movements.

The voice was...a little higher than I'd heard before, but it definitely had Sakura's features.

Moreover, contrary to my expectations, she spoke quite fluently.

“Talking on stream and talking directly is different, you know”

“Hmm, maybe you're right”

Are you some sort of braggart or something?

Hmm? I feel like I've seen this background somewhere before...

In fact, it seems to have a very realistic texture.

“This, is this AR stream?”

The background for this was Sakura's own room.

I'm sure of it, because I went into her room yesterday to get my manga back.

"Yes. With today's technology, it's possible to bring a VTuber into real life even when streaming from home!"

She's so excited.

It's amazing how even after twenty years, her enthusiasm is still evident.

"That's not all, Nii-san. Nowadays, VR machines have been developed and we can even do full dives!"

“Hee~”

"...Isn't your reaction weak? You really admired that back then, didn't you?"

"Well, that was common in my previous life. And it was much more powerful than what we have on Earth."

"Now that I think about it, it was a typical sci-fi isekai."

Mochiron.

To begin with, I knew that full dive technology had been developed on Earth.

I didn't have the time to play them, but as a former gamer I was curious about what the gaming scene was like today, so I did some research.

But the quality couldn't be compared to that of my previous life.

While the avatars from Earth were similar to game characters, the avatars from the previous life moved with smooth, precise movements like divine artwork.

The same goes for games.

Although fighting games, racing games, and party games have already been released, Full Dive's true strength (from a gamer's perspective) is VRMMO, which is something they're having a hard time with on Earth.

If you know that, you can just accept it as "well, it is what it is."

In short, we are still in the early stages.

I think VRMMOs will probably take shape in about another 20 years.

While searching for information about Prisma Ark, the group Sakura belongs to, a certain name caught my eye.

“CEO… Kisaragi Mitsuki”

!!!????

I quickly looked over to my side and saw Mitsuki with a smug look on her face.

"It was my dream to make my own group."

"You're amazing..."

It was such a shock that I couldn't help but blurt out the second person pronoun from my first life.

"And it's a pretty big company too"

They are about to catch up with the two major companies that dominated the market twenty years ago.

Some of their live streamers have millions of subscribers.

"It was a good time to start a business. Vtubers had been on the decline for a while, and when I heard that VR machines were going to be released, I thought, 'This is it!'. Like Fulldive, AR streaming was a revolution in itself."

Well, back then, the scenes where Vtubers picking up real objects were almost like pantomime.

I think it was a big deal that we were able to overcome that handicap.

It would also be possible to broadcast cooking videos, etc.

"I see. That's why you were able to ride the wave of this resurgence in popularity."

"Yes. By the way, I'm also one of the Vtubers belonging to Prisma Arc."

Then, Mitsuki showed me the smartphone on which was a beautiful animal-eared woman who looked like a grown-up Futaba Ouka.

The deep red umbrella looked perfect against her glamorous Japanese attire with an open neckline.

Both the mother and the child is a Vtuber. How innovative

However, considering Mitsuki's enthusiasm for being a Vtuber, it's only natural that she would want to do it too.

The name is... Futaba Sanka.

...Futaba?

"Could it be"

"Yes, we're still mother and daughter, even as VTubers!"

Something even more innovative came out.

Both of them being Vtubers, and both of them still a mother and daughter in their setting is crazy.

"So Sakura is a company president's daughter."

I couldn't tell at all.

Maybe it's because they still live with our parents. Even though they've expanded the house, it's still far from a mansion.

"I mean, even so, you still live in this house."

When I mentioned it aloud, for some reason I received a dirty look in return.

"Well, the second son, who had openly declared that he would live off his parents, suddenly passed away. I was hesitant to leave our parents and become independent."

"I'm very sorry."

It was completely my fault. What a huge mistake!

It was just meant as a joke, but I got a brutal straight response.

It's my fault though.

After staring at me solemnly for a while as I clutched my chest unable to bear it, Mitsuki slowly said,

"Hey, why don't you become a Vtuber too, Nii-san?"

"You're talking like A**za right now."

"The kids of today won't understand that stuff anymore."

What... did you say...?!

Looking at Kaede, she had a questioning look on her face, "Who is that?"

"Of course, that facial expression as well"

Whaー

As I was shocked, Shin-nii gave me a cold sneer.

“Hmph, so this is the fate of those left behind in the Heisei era. How foolish."

"And you wanked to 'Dosukoi Ahe Oho Summit War', so just stay quiet."

"Whaaaaaaaat?!?!"

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