I May Be a Virtual Youtuber, but I Still Go to Work-Chapter 127

Both the first-gen and second-gen members.

Even Momo, who hired Magia, constantly brainstormed ways to catch her off guard.

But it was never easy.

Just when they thought they had her cornered, she would slip away like a mouse, and in the end, they were always the ones who got played.

It felt like being the gray cat from that classic cat-and-mouse cartoon.

But this was because they kept challenging Magia in the realm of internet broadcasting—her area of expertise.

In other words, if they dragged her into another domain, Magia wasn’t so invincible.

For example, at these weekly post-training Friday dinners.

Miho, who normally struggled with socializing but was unusually comfortable around Magia, smiled and said, “I think about this every time, but outside of work and streaming, Magia is actually really quiet and cute...? Even someone like me, who’s bad at dealing with people, can get close to her so easily...”

Ena nodded as if it was obvious, and though Orca was a little late in reacting, she also gave a small nod.

Magia snorted. “At least talk about me when I’m not around.”

Before the trolling strategy lesson, Magia’s awkwardness with compliments had just been another one of her endearing quirks.

But after getting completely obliterated by this supposed "soft" person, what conclusion did they come to?

Wait a minute. Isn’t this Magia’s weak point?

The amusing part was that this realization had spread naturally—starting from Momo, then the first-gen members, and now the second-gen, as if someone had been secretly dropping hints along the way.

In a way, it was Momo’s philosophy being passed down—she built her stream by engaging in playful brawls with her audience.

So, naturally, it was inevitable that Magia, who once teased Momo mercilessly, would end up teasing the next generation just as harshly.

And just as Momo had discovered that complimenting and hyping up Magia was an effective way to throw her off, the others had now come to the same conclusion.

Except for Orca, who still saw Magia as a slightly intimidating superior, the other two flanked her on both sides, pressing in close and patting her head.

Two hands ruffled her hair back and forth like they were petting an animal, making Magia’s disproportionately large head bob slightly from the motion.

Even the hairdresser at the salon she visited once every six months was gentler than this. Magia sighed.

She wanted to put a spoonful of beef bowl in her mouth, but she physically couldn’t.

“...Let me eat.”

Still, this was Magia.

She had remained composed even when Dora was trembling in fear and clutching her tightly during a stream.

And since the members weren’t going all out to mess with her, she simply endured the moment, eating her food in silence.

Munch, munch.

With her small mouth, she ate diligently but still finished last among the members.

In the meantime, the table vibrated with the sound of a phone buzzing.

Ena picked up her phone, tapped on the screen, and glanced at Magia.

Noticing this, Magia blinked in response, silently asking, What?

“Magia, have you not been checking TalkCord lately?”

Magia immediately shook her head.

She wasn’t someone who lingered on TalkCord for socializing, and ever since the Combative tournament, she had no real reason to check it.

Besides, she had been busy with the second-gen debut and other tasks. Most nights, she just collapsed after watching clips of the members and other VTuber content that Seung-yeon had prepared.

“Jubi said that if I get in touch with you, I should tell you to check your DMs.”

“Oh. Okay. I’ll do that.”

Jubi.

Jubi, huh...

Just as Magia was about to take another spoonful, she froze.

“...Ah.”

Magia.

Hadn’t she forgotten something for months?

***

The next day, Magia rushed to Cheon Do-hee and declared a state of emergency.

“What’s with that panicked look all of a sudden?” Do-hee asked.

“I need the CEO’s help.”

Do-hee furrowed her brows.

Magia only said things like this when there was some kind of broadcast-related issue. But as far as Do-hee knew, the only upcoming stream Magia had planned was next week’s usual review content.

Which meant this was either some elaborate prank on her or an overreaction to something minor...

Still, as the CEO and as one of the Osis, wasn’t it only right to humor the troll known as Magia?

So, Do-hee gestured for her to speak.

“I was supposed to do the Parallel World Cup with Jubi. But, as you know, I don’t really check TalkCord. I keep all my notifications off.”

“That does sound like you. And?”

This translation is the intellectual property of Novelight.

The relaxed expression on Do-hee’s face vanished the moment Magia showed her the unread TalkCord DM.

[Private Messages]

— January 27, 2025 —

[Bazubi: Sorry to bother you, Magia,]

[Bazubi: But would it be possible to collab next month...?]

[Bazubi: If you're really busy, just letting me know when you might be available would be greatly appreciated...]

— February 19, 2025 —

[Bazubi: If you don’t have time for the collab, please let me know!]

[Bazubi: I’m totally fine with not doing it...!]

— March 25, 2025 —

[Bazubi: Uh.]

[Bazubi: Really, it’s okay.]

[Bazubi: If you think the collab won’t work out, just say so.]

[Bazubi: I can tell you’re busy since I haven’t heard back,]

[Bazubi: But Parallel World Cup is something I personally really wanted to do, and since you were the one who suggested it, I didn’t feel right doing it alone.]

[Bazubi: Sorry if I’m being annoying...]

Cheon Do-hee immediately smacked Magia on the head.

“Are you out of your mind?!”

“Argh.”

“Ugh. I knew this would happen the moment you started making empty promises during that backseat stream.”

“No, I really intended to do this one, I just... forgot.”

“Why didn’t you exchange numbers when you were literally at the same company dinner?”

“I did! That’s why I assumed he’d just call me... But now that I think about it, I didn’t consider that he might not be comfortable making the first move.”

“Ugh. Whatever, just message him right now. Tell him you want to do the collab and apologize for not seeing his messages.”

“Got it.”

“I don’t even know if he’ll believe us... I mean, I know you never check TalkCord, but not everyone else does...”

“The collab isn’t even the issue anymore. Should I meet up with him and treat him to a meal first?”

“That sounds like a good idea. You two already know each other, anyway. Have a meal together, and if things go well, suggest an in-person collab. Though, I guess that depends on whether Bazubi’s computer can handle running two models at once. Now hurry up.”

Magia debated calling outright but decided to send a DM first.

Bazubi was the type of person who was hesitant and cautious—he had probably waited for a reply before making a move himself.

If she suddenly called out of nowhere, he might get startled and not pick up.

[Magia: Bazubi, I am really, really, really, really, really sorry.]

[Magia: I don’t use TalkCord much and always have notifications turned off, so I didn’t even realize I had messages.]

[Magia: I only checked after Serena mentioned it, and I had no idea you’d sent this many messages.]

[Magia: I sincerely apologize again.]

Fortunately, Bazubi’s reply came back almost instantly.

It felt like it took less than a minute.

[Bazubi: Hello, Magia.]

[Bazubi: Yeah, you seemed really busy.]

[Bazubi: So the collab is probably not happening, right?]

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[Bazubi: In that case, is it okay if I do Parallel World Cup on my own tomorrow?]

To an outsider, it might seem strange that he was asking for permission.

But the world of small streamers was ruthless.

Compared to bigger VTubers, they had to cater more to their viewers, constantly walking on eggshells. One wrong move, one misstep, and they’d be labeled as inconsiderate, clueless, or unprofessional—sometimes even exiled from the streaming world entirely.

Bazubi kept checking in with Magia because he was conscious of her followers.

If he suddenly went ahead with the collab on his own, he risked people going, “Wait, didn’t Magia personally promise to help him out? And he’s just ignoring that and doing it alone?”—which could quickly spiral into backlash.

If he had been desperate for the exposure, he probably would’ve just gone ahead with it.

But Bazubi was streaming as a hobby.

And Magia knew that very well.

[Magia: No.]

[Magia: Saying I’m too busy for the collab would be a lie.]

[Magia: I promised,]

[Magia: I just got too caught up with things and forgot.]

[Magia: I feel really bad, so I want to treat you to a nice meal and do the collab together—if you’re okay with that.]

[Bazubi: You really don’t have to do the collab.]

[Bazubi: I can tell how busy you are just from watching your streams...!]

[Magia: I don’t feel okay about it.]

[Magia: We haven’t seen each other in a while anyway, so let’s at least catch up.]

[Magia: Please? I’m sorry.]

[Magia: We could even do an in-person collab. If you need any extra equipment, I’ll bring it.]

After waiting three months, Bazubi had probably felt like an eternity had passed.

Would a few words be enough to make up for that?

Magia and even Cheon Do-hee held their breath, waiting for the reply.

Bzzz.

[Bazubi: Okay, then... Would May 5th work for you?]

Both Magia and Do-hee immediately glanced at the calendar.

May 5th. Children’s Day.

A national holiday—everyone was off. Magia had already planned to take the day off too.

The next day, May 6th, was the release of a new first-gen song featuring Fan_C...

But since speculation that Magia was Fan_C had died down, her sudden appearance on Bazubi’s stream wouldn’t raise any suspicions.

More importantly, Magia had the perfect excuse:

I promised to collab, but I was too busy and kept postponing it until now.

If people didn’t believe her, well... so be it.

Since when had Magia ever cared about what the audience believed?

Do-hee nodded, signaling that the plan was fine.

“We’re doing a group hiatus that day anyway, so go ahead and do the collab properly. Make sure you apologize properly, too.”

“But what if the sudden influx of viewers overwhelms Bazubi’s stream? Can I go full # Nоvеlight # blade dance on them?”

“Ban every single one of them. I don’t care if they’re our fans—if they disrupt someone else’s stream, it’s not acceptable.”

“Understood.”

At last, Do-hee let out a sigh of relief.

“Honestly, you’re juggling so much between work and streaming. It’s no surprise that a few things slip through the cracks.”

“I’m only human.”

“Maybe now you understand how I feel when I can’t keep all my promises?”

Magia gave Do-hee a slow, deadpan stare and shook her head.

“The fact that you’re trying to slide past this just confirms that you really are the worst Osis...”

“Hey.”