Chapter 3: [Debut Stream] Yuki here! Hello everyone, it’s V-Tuber Yuki! Huh? This outfit… probably not safe for work! (2)

“Then let’s keep going with the introductions, okay?”

After skipping most of the profile materials, I continued on with the stream.

There were a few things that looked kinda important, but…

Eh, who cares!

If I ever need it again, I can always scrub through the archive later.

[Fan Name]
-Yukidan

[Fan Art Tag]
-#yukillust

“So the fan name is Yukidan, huh?”

The name I’d be calling my viewers—preassigned by the agency—was Yukidan.

Yukidan. Yukidan…

Hmm, it has a nice ring to it!

Kinda sticks to the tongue, too.

From now on, I’ll use Yukidan instead of just ‘viewers.’

-Yukidan?

-Yukidan…

-Not bad…

-It sounds decent

-Too bad it’s pre-set

-Why not ‘Snowflake Corps’ though;;

-I wanted ‘Yukimin’ dammit

-Starting today, we’re Yukidan?

-How do we sign up?

“See that red button under the channel? Just click it.”

-Subscription bait lolol

-That’s totally just a sub push;;

-I clicked it twice so I unsubscribed

-Yukidan membership condition = subscribe -Mom, I wanna be Yukidan!

-There’s no one left unsubscribed in the Yukidan, right?

Nice, the subscription bait worked like a charm.

I smiled inwardly at the positive response from my Yukidan and quickly moved to the next screen.

[Illustrator]
-WhippedCreamPie

[Live 2D Rigging]
-C4FE

The profiles of two people appeared onscreen.

My ‘mama’ who drew my virtual body, and my ‘papa’ who rigged it so I could move.

I could skip everything else—but not these two.

These are the people who gave me my precious virtual form.

Since they made the single most important part of my VTuber life—the papery avatar—I’ve always felt grateful.

“These are the mama and papa who made Yuki-chan! Thanks for making such a soft and tempting body!!”

-Soft and tempting?

-This one says something YABE every sentence lol

-She’s got a passive ability at this point lol

-Their names do look familiar though

-Slaves of Lunaverse?

-Yep, they mass-produce virtual models like a factory

-Virtual sweatshop lol

-???: Boss, I need my paycheck! My wife and kids are starving at home!

“What a coincidence though. Of all names, mama’s name is CreamPie.”

-CreamPie?

-lololololol

-tag:creampie

-74

-Nakadashi lololololol

-No way, this one’s really too much lol

-lolololol

-hahahaha

-lol

-She’s dropping s*x jokes on autopilot

“What do you mean s*x joke? Pure and innocent Yuki-chan doesn’t even know what sensitive stuff is.”

-?

-Kind of a reach…

-Pure? Innocent?

-She looks like she’d be smoking a cig while saying that

-lololol

-lol

-Yeah, sure

“Don’t say bad things! I’m a non-smoker!”

It’s not even about morals—cigarettes are too expensive.

That money could buy me a bunch of bean sprouts instead.

Besides, I didn’t want to ruin this hard-earned pretty girl body with something like that.

I changed my avatar’s expression and puffed out my cheeks.

Then, a little annoyed, I clicked to switch the screen.

But the screen didn’t change.

Looks like this was the final slide.

Realizing the self-intro segment was over, I returned to the default screen.

Just my avatar and the chat—but I didn’t need the extra slides anymore.

A clean layout was probably better anyway.

“Okay, that’s it for the intro. Let’s move onto the Q&A.”

-Ohhh

-QnA?

-This’ll be fun

-Fr lol

-Incoming content gold

-Are we asking questions now?

“Yup. Send your questions in chat and I’ll pick some to answer.”

Surely they won’t ask anything weird, right?

This is YouTube, a relatively wholesome platform.

And I’m streaming under Lunaverse, a major agency.

But based on what the Yukidan sent in next, it didn’t take long for me to realize I’d made a huge mistake.

-OPanmuu

-What color panties?

-OPanmuu

-OPanmuu

-Panty colorrrrr!!!!

“Out of all the things to ask… it’s the panty color?”

-Yup

-Obviously

-OPanmuu is tradition

-So what color?

-Black?

-White?

-Light blue polka dots is the scholarly consensus

“……”

To be fair, panty color really is a tradition for Q&As…

I just didn’t expect them to ask even here on wholesome YouTube.

Seeing the Yukidan shamelessly commit sexual harassment, I had to admit—I’d clearly failed at training my viewers.

“Wait a sec. Let me check.”

Leaving the panty-debate-filled chat behind, I scooted back and pulled at my waistband.

Through the slightly opened gap, I saw nothing but smooth, apricot-colored skin.

Nothing was covering it.

“Hmm… this is a bit awkward…”

-?

-What is?

-What’s awkward?

-Did the manager block her?

-Lol maybe draw the line a bit, yeah

-Too late I think

-Seriously tho

-So what color is it?

“I’m not wearing any, so I can’t really give you a color.”

-?

-?

-No pantsu…?

-??????

-?

-No way… really?

The chat was instantly flooded with hook emojis.

What did I do wrong?

I just answered honestly. I’m not wearing any, so I said I’m not wearing any.

“Come on, it’s not a big deal to not wear panties sometimes.”

It’s not like I never wear them.

During that time of the month, I have to wear them. Obviously.

Going without during your period is a one-way ticket to disaster.

But normally? I just wear dolphin shorts.

I don’t see why I have to wear girl panties. I was used to boxer briefs back when I was a guy.

It’s not like anyone’s gonna see anyway, so what’s the point?

-lolol

-Another controversy right there

-How many times has she set herself on fire in one stream?

-Yikes… -This is scary

-I… will become the fire punch…

-Ace!!!!

-Ah… she was a good donut…

-She’s getting graduated right off the debut

-What’s ‘graduation’?

-Basically means retirement

“Stop calling everything ‘controversy.’ Seriously, can you guys not label everything I do like that?”

‘Controversy’ meant the stream was burning, right? Like a scandal?

All I did was act normal—what’s even controversial?

I really don’t get it.

“Anyway, let’s keep going with the Q&A. Any other questions?”

-Got a boyfriend?

-Why’d you join?

-What did you do before being a VTuber?

-Favorite game?

-Can your elbows touch each other?

“Elbows? Who can’t touch their elbows?”

At such an obvious question, I pulled my elbows together in front of me.

There was a light pressure on both sides of my chest, and my elbows easily touched with a soft tap.

“See? They touch just fine, right?”

-lol

-Still as cheerful as ever…

-Flat…

-A cliff, huh

-(shh)

-Even IRL she’s flat

-Well… that’s unfortunate.

-hah

-Busted

“Huh? Why’s that mean I’m flat…”

From their reaction, I realized.

Big boobs were supposed to prevent the elbows from touching.

They were supposed to get in the way.

“Ah.”

-lol

-She just figured it out

-Yuki in tears

-lolololol

-Don’t cry

-Rest in peace

“I-I’m not flat, okay?? I just have a slender body type.”

-Slender?

-But… Yuki-chan’s a loli, isn’t she?

-She’s gotta be flat

-Short and flat? This is… elite

-Lolol

-The model’s kind of puffed up but reality…

-Just unfortunate

-Truly unfortunate

-Unfortunate

“……”

I’m not flat.

Just… slim and well-balanced.

It’s weird that people like them big anyway.

They’re inconvenient when you move, heavy on your shoulders, and a pain when you sleep…

Small ones mean you don’t have to wear a bra every day—way more comfortable.

“……”

Still, no matter how much I rationalized it, my chest didn’t magically grow.

All I got in return was misery.

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How much time had passed?

It had been about thirty minutes since the Q&A started.

With the stream pushing an hour, I was getting close to the quota.

Just a little longer and I could finally wrap things up.

But more pressing than that…

“Haa…”

I exhaled a hot breath.

My face had flushed red without me realizing it.

The armpits of my T-shirt were soaked with sweat, and my breathing had turned slightly labored.

“It’s hot… I guess I’m just nervous since it’s the debut.”

-?

-Nervous?

-That’s what she calls nervous?

-Nervous sexual jokes ㅎㄷㄷ

-This… this is the abyss?

-This girl spouts dirty jokes when she’s nervous wwwww

-Disqualified lol

“What do you mean? I get nervous too, okay.”

I had enough experience to not trip over my words, but inside, I was honestly pretty tense.

It was on par with how I’d felt during the Lunaverse interview.

“Whew… I’m sweating like crazy.”

I flapped my shirt to cool my overheated body.

It hadn’t even been an hour since I started streaming, yet my armpits and back were drenched.

I’ll need a shower after this.

Water bills suck, but sleeping sweaty would just get me sick.

-Shirt flapping ohohoho

-Thank you thank you thank you

-Tasukaruu (roughly means “thank you”)

-This is a gift ohohoho

-ohohohoh

-She’s a total AVTuber lololol

-Tasukaruu

-Hehhh

-Eugh… smells like a coop…

“What’s with the chicken coop smell again? You should be grateful to smell a cute girl’s sweat.”

-But still…

-It does smell tho?

-Take a shower maybe

-How many times a week do you bathe?

-Smells… -She smells like an old dude

“E-Excuse you!! And for the record, I shower every day!!”

That’s a lie.

I actually shower once every three days because I’m lazy.

But it’s not summer yet, so it’s fine, right?

Yeah, it’s totally not because I’m gross.

“Besides, cute girls smell like subtle peach, not sweat.”

-?

-Kinda sus

-What are you even saying

-Sus af…

-Peach smell? lmao

-That’s just not human

-Seriously

-How can a person smell like fruit?

“Anyway, if I say so, then it’s true. No arguments.”

-Dictator ㄷㄷ

-Comrade Yuki, you are truly great

-lolololol -Why do I hear her voice in my head

-Fr lol

-I hate communism~

-Yukidan! Rise!

-Socialism lololol

The radical capitalist reactionaries of Yukidan howled their resistance.

But I figured this was one of those moments when you needed to bring out the stick, not the carrot.

So I ignored them and changed the subject.

“Anyway, it’s almost 7 o’clock.”

-?

-Time talk out of nowhere…

-No way… right?

-C’mon…

-She wouldn’t…

-She’s not really gonna stop right on the hour, is she?

Sensing the bad vibes, Yukidan began their clown act.

Seriously, these guys are too sharp sometimes…

I was trying to do a bit of ominous foreshadowing, and they just ruined it!

Can’t they play dumb just once?

But whatever. The cat’s out of the bag.

I paused for effect, built a little tension, and spoke with a small smile.

“Hey, did you know?”

-?

-What?

-?

-No way…

-What is it?

“The stream’s been going for over an hour.”

[7:02 PM]

It was a little past 7.

Since I started at 6, that meant I’d already streamed for over an hour.

The debut stream’s recommended time from HQ was also one hour.

And the Q&A was starting to get dull, so it was the perfect time to end things.

“Alright, I’m gonna wrap up here.”

-?

-Nooo

-Ending the stream?

-Seriously?

-She’s just gonna end like this?

-Don’t goooo

“Then, Yukigenyo~ See you next stream~”

-Nooooo

-Don’t leave!!!!

-She’s actually ending it like this?

-No wayyy

-Don’t gooooo

-Don’tgodontgodontgodontgo

-Just 10 more minutes! No, 5!

[Stream Ended]

I ignored the clingy Yukidan acting like needy exes and hit the end button.

The once-rowdy chat fell silent in an instant, and stillness descended on the stream.

♬♪~

Only the soft BGM of the ending screen played from the computer.

At last, cold calm settled into the room.

“……”

That hollow feeling that always came at the end of a stream.

Like returning home from a huge party.

Not that a loner like me ever actually attended any—but you get the idea.

I shook my head to brush off the gloom and began closing windows on my desktop.

Chat, virtual avatar software, and the broadcasting tool.

Just as I finished cleaning up and was about to shut down the computer—

Ding!

A familiar notification sound.

And then, a new message popped up on screen.

[Manager: Kim. Seo. Eun?]

“…Eh?”

There it was.

A furious message from Manager.

I could feel their rage radiating through the text alone.

My instincts screamed one thing:

Mess up now, and you’re f*cked.

I launched the messenger immediately.

And quickly typed out a reply to their DM.

[Seo Eun: Y-Yeah?]

[Manager: Can we talk for a bit?]

[Manager: About your debut stream ^^]

They sent a smiley emoji!!

That’s a 10 out of 10 on the pissed-off scale!

Screw this up, and I might actually see hell tonight!

What do I do?

Should I dogeza?

Or maybe send a crying emoji?

But I had no time to think.

My hands moved before my brain.

[Seo Eun: …]

[Seo Eun: Do we have to?]

[Seo Eun: I need to sleep now…]

[Seo Eun: I’ve got another stream tomorrow too…]

A gut-instinct escape attempt.

I was trying to use tomorrow’s stream as an excuse to avoid the wrath.

But.

There was no way Manager would let me off that easy.

[Manager: Don’t even think about running]

[Manager: Turn your mic on, you little sh*t]

[Manager: You need a serious ass-whooping]

“……”

And in that moment, I understood one thing for sure.

I was totally, completely screwed.

Afterward.

I turned on my mic at Manager’s command.

And spent the rest of the night getting absolutely roasted until dawn.

…Our manager must’ve won Show Me The Money or something.