Chapter 1: Ice

I was possessed…
And as a woman, no less!

I woke up and my chest felt incredibly heavy. Upon checking, I found… well, some sort of mass there, didn’t I?
I absentmindedly touched it, and felt a sensation, confirming that it was mine.

Hmm… After a while, I calmed down and began to examine the memories of this body, which came to me in fragments.

My name is Lee Yeonwoo.
I am twenty years old.

A name twin, eh?

In school, I was a social butterfly, getting along with everyone.
My school… is the same as mine, no, wait, my parents and younger sibling are the same too?

“Oh, sht.”

I thought to myself, cursing in a feminine voice.

I became a TS. And to top it off, I regressed.

I succeeded in synchronizing the spirit of a man with the memories of a woman.
Truth be told, it wasn’t even much of a synchronization.

It felt less like the woman’s spirit had merged with me, and more like her memories were simply being injected into me. I didn’t have any identity issues, wondering whether I was a man or a woman.

…A woman… I am now.

No, I’m talking about my spirit, not my body.
I maintain the self-awareness of a sturdy young man.

…But I have to live as a woman, don’t I?

I have a very good habit depending on the situation I’m in.

Putting off the complex stuff.
I decided to leave it to the me of the future.

According to my memories, nothing has changed except for me, so it should be fine.

Anyway, as a result, I have become a one-of-a-kind person in the world, with experience of living in the same environment with a different gender.

Does my gender change who I am? My hobbies are pretty similar overall. The university majors and other things are a bit different, though.

These minor things are good, because it means my life experience has increased.
It’s like I received a 1.4x experience boost, even if it’s not a 2x.

I stopped thinking and decided to check the mirror.

On my way to the mirror, the room, which was my old studio, was familiar, but the change in my eye level was unsettling. When I checked, I was shocked to see that I was 170cm tall, which is tall for a woman.

This is 170…?
As a person whose height was one of the few advantages when I was a man, exceeding 180cm, I thought I’d be in the mid-160s….

I stood in front of the mirror, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

It’s a TS, right? And I have something to see when I look down, right? How much is it?!

With such anticipation, I opened my eyes.

The form reflected in the mirror was shocking.

My mother must have failed at synthesizing my original body, so she added that energy to create this body.
In game terms, it’s like a “long-term loss” or a “ceiling.”

I am the most beautiful person I have ever seen.
Including celebrities.

Isn’t this a foul, with my hair all messed up from just waking up?
I thought to myself, casually running my hand through my messy hair.

And… I look so scary….

I usually have a blank expression, and I have a lot of changes in my expression when I’m having fun.
That’s why I often heard, “Are you angry?” before my mood lifted.

I guess that impression has been applied even after becoming a woman.

First of all, my eyes look too scary.
If I squint my eyes, I can suppress up to 300 with just my gaze.

Fortunately, unless they’re really audacious, there probably won’t be many attempts to ask for my number.
If there is, wouldn’t they run away automatically just by glaring?

But, since I have a pretty face, it might also act as an appeal….
I don’t know….

And my body was no joke either.

The appearance in the mirror seemed out of the ordinary. I delved into my memories and the number D was imprinted in my mind.

…Is this D?

It’s unfamiliar and uncomfortable, but I’m strong, so my shoulders don’t hurt.

And my waist is tucked in, and there’s a clear line that shows up on my abdomen.
Even my hip line is outstanding?!

It’s a blessed body with a great figure, large breasts, and good bone structure.

Moreover! How can someone’s face be so small?
The proportions are really unbelievable, aren’t they?

After taking a closer look, I noticed that my ears weren’t pierced.

I searched for the reason why, and I found a memory that I thought I didn’t need to try to improve, since I was the prettiest I would ever be.

…No, I’m pretty, but aren’t you a little too self-absorbed?

I looked in the mirror again.

…No. Yep, it’s me, a woman.
Right! The end of tuning is purity!

It’s good that my body is brand new, with no holes, so let’s think positively.

“Aaa!”

Next, I checked my voice as well.

I heard many people say that my voice was good even when I was a man, so I expected it to be good, but this exceeded expectations.

How should I put it… low voice, but a beautiful voice?
Yeah, it’s a pleasant low voice with a unique and distinct tone.

Since what I hear and what others hear can be different, I turned on the recorder on my phone and checked it.

Wow….

Since it’s the same model as my old phone from when I was a man, it’s a low-end model, but the voice coming from the speaker sounds clean and clear, like it has been mixed.

Don’t some people value faces more than voices?
When I see myself, it’s a dilemma.

“Wow… I should buy my parents a meal someday….”

Wow, I got goosebumps!
I love my voice so much!
Am I becoming a narcissist?

I wasn’t low on self-esteem when I was a man, but now it’s going to get even higher.

But this body is 20 years old, right?

My original age was 28 years old, and I was a junior employee, two years into the company after graduating from the engineering college.
I have information from a whopping eight years ago.

University… let’s drop out.

The company I entered after graduating from college was a typical, shtty, small business.
I have such vivid memories of desperately enduring the urge to quit and learning the ropes, so am I supposed to do that again?

Moreover, even if I only invested in stocks or coins for eight years, I could have made enough for three generations to live on.

I can’t do it.

It’s really better to be a celebrity or a model.
But then I have to reveal my face, right?

Hmm… but looking at how celebrities have inconveniences in their daily lives, it’s a little bit…
I’m worried about having to be careful all the time because my face is exposed.

Oh? Celebrity?

Come to think of it, it was around this time.
The beginning of a VTuber group in our country that has gained popularity like celebrities.

It’s not that there weren’t any VTubers before, but they were a niche.
Before that group came out.

Well, it wasn’t like a miracle of a shtty, small business.
A Korean entertainment company that saw the business doing well in Japan gathered people and created it.

The company’s size… was it a second-tier entertainment company now?
I think so.

But because the company was the company, I remember that the first original song was a huge hit, and the broadcasting side also grew in size….

I wasn’t really a fan, but I listened to the songs a lot.
Later, it even broke the record for number one on music apps.

VTuber….

I’m conflicted.

With this appearance, I would make more money being a celebrity or a model….

But I still haven’t adjusted to my body, and I’m struggling….

There’s no guarantee that I won’t be like this later.
Wouldn’t it be more convenient to be a VTuber who only uses their voice?

Especially with this voice?

And I only need to earn enough money to invest in coins, right?
Also, it’s an opportunity I’ll miss if I don’t seize it now….

After thinking for a moment, I made up my mind.

Right! If I TS, it’s broadcasting, and now the market trend is VTubers!

Moreover, in the future, the VTubers will completely dominate the YouTube live stream support rankings!
Considering the popularity before the regression, I will earn more than any model!

My identity won’t be revealed except for my voice and some information!

I calmed my excitement and thought coolly.

First of all, there is no guarantee that I will pass, so if it works, it’s good, and if it doesn’t, it wasn’t meant to be.

Right, I didn’t really watch the group’s videos that I was going to apply for, right?
Their first original song was a girl group song that suited my taste, so it was just on my playlist….

Wait a minute, singing that with this voice?
Yes! Let’s do it!

After thinking calmly, I realized once again that there were enough reasons to act.

Ah!

I unconsciously clenched my fist, and then, surprised by the pain, I checked and saw that my fingernails had pierced my palm, leaving marks.

It seems like it will take a while to adapt to my new body as a woman….
…Let’s trim my fingernails first.

I applied online.

It seems like I just have to write a simple resume, so I used my practical skills to create a neat and easy-to-read resume.

Then I checked the schedule.

Whether I get an interview or not will be decided next week….
The audition date is in three weeks.
The location is the headquarters of Gaon Entertainment.
Preferences are singing, dancing, etc….

Hmm… Even if it’s a famous entertainment company, is that their perception?

After searching on community sites, the overall opinion was this.

[These bastards are really greedy, lol]
(It’s not a person, con)

-They’ll fail anyway
-Our country has a deep hatred for otaku, so they’ll definitely fail
-I don’t watch VTubers either

It’s not really someone else’s business. I thought the same thing at first, before the regression.
But I naturally became immersed because the songs were good.

Now that the information gathering is over, I looked for a vocal academy next.

It’s better to get it from a famous place even if it’s not nearby, so I thoroughly looked for one, and as a result, I found an academy and called them.

[Hello, this is Devon Vocal Academy.]

“Hello, I’d like to register for the academy.”

[Oh, yes! First of all-]

They asked me a lot of things, and I decided to have a full consultation at the academy tomorrow.

Still, I’ll have to sing a few songs at a nearby karaoke to check how well I sing before I go.

Ting-ting

[Unnie? Why?]

Unnie….

My body flinched at the unfamiliar term of address.

[Unnie?]

“Karaoke time?”

[…Time.]

For reference, my younger sister’s name is Lee Nayeon, and we’re the same age.
In other words, she’s a high school senior.

“Unnie!”

“Oh, you’re here?”

My younger sister came in, the sound of the door opening in my studio.

“What are you doing without clothes?”

“Hmm…”

To briefly explain the situation, I rarely recognized that it was me when I checked my body earlier.

That’s because the body I had used for 28 years disappeared, and it was replaced with a 20-year-old body with similar memories.

But now that I recognize that it’s me, it’s hard to put on clothes….

If I had a small sense of self, it would have been like changing the clothes of a doll, and I would have worn them beautifully….

Even if I have the memories of a woman, my spirit is strong as a man, so the current situation is that I’m embarrassed to wear clothes.

Explaining in my mind, I summarized it with my mouth.

“I’m trying to give you a chance.”

“What chance?”

“A chance for you to choose my clothes.”

“…What anime did you watch yesterday?”

I’m a little embarrassed to choose, so I’m going to get some help from you. You btch.

“Just wear a hoodie.”

Fortunately, I was recommended a neutral one.

“Yes, that’s better.”

Following Nayeon’s words, I took out a black hoodie from the closet and matched it with black training pants.

“Unnie… please don’t you wear pretty clothes?”

“That’s what you recommended.”

“No! Not the type of clothes! The design!”

…Isn’t it clean and good?

“If you wear them properly and look better than me, I’ll consider it.”

“You bad b*tch….”

My sister Nayeon is objectively beautiful.
To give an analogy, a guaranteed school bully?
Even though she’s not as much as me, she’s still fierce-looking.

But who am I? I’m a person who became a TS.
It’s only natural that I’m prettier, right?

“Let’s go.”

Arrived at the university town karaoke near my studio, I sang and felt it.

This is, kinda op…?