I May Be a Virtual Youtuber, but I Still Go to Work Chapter 130

Madness begets madness, and malice begets malice.

Humans are creatures that take pleasure in returning the pain they’ve suffered onto others.

It’s no surprise that whenever a frustrating post appears on the gallery, it racks up countless recomndations and becos a silent trending thread.

If you needed an example of soone who triggers this kind of reaction, you wouldn’t have to look far—Magia herself is the perfect case.

Cheon Do-hee, who had endured six long years under the reign of malicious Magia, was already becoming more scheming, as shown during the April Fools’ stream.

The first-gen mbers, who had only suffered for about two years, hardly needed any further ntion.

And the second-gen? Ever since they got humiliated in the recent How to Deal with Trolls lecture, they had been lying in wait, searching for an opportunity.

No matter how titanium-forged Magia’s ntal fortitude might be, they were all looking forward to the day she would finally crack.

And since everyone had their fair share of grievances, the mont news spread that Magia would be voice-acting Never Cry, Princess, the reaction was swift.

The second-gen mbers gathered under Miho’s lead.

“This is our chance....”

Orca, the principled rule-follower, protested, asking if it was really okay to do sothing like this—but Miho quickly crushed her hesitation with her sharp rhetoric.

“Magia is practically the demon senior who tornted °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° you! Are you just going to keep suffering without fighting back?!”

That single sentence was enough to ignite Orca’s fury. She grabbed her keyboard and mouse, too worked up to join chat herself, so she instead volunteered to record clips.

Even Eоna, who normally just observed and made sure the others didn’t go too far, was completely on board this ti.

“If we gather enough clips this ti, we might be able to make sothing like Wicker Town: Demon Castle in the future.”

“That would be a Magia-exclusive ntal destruction labyrinth! Let know if you need help designing it—I’m confident in Mirona-style traps...!”

As for the first-gen mbers, they were, of course, already banding together under Maru.

With tomorrow’s new song release requiring them to take a break today, the timing was perfect.

“The person who records the most clips today will get an Uajin gift card from .”

“My god. First place can only be .”

“Do you really think you’re the fastest at clipping? Because I do.”

“Hey, Komari, you’re going to lose this ti.”

To add fuel to the fire, Maru had now thrown in a gift card from Uajin, a trendy ice cream brand popular among young won.

They were already burning with the desire to get revenge on Magia, and now with ice cream on the line, their motivation had doubled.

The only oddity was Dora, who had been unusually quiet.

“...Dora, you’re in, right?”

“Of course~. Hehehe.”

She sat at her desk, hands placed over her mouse and keyboard, a wide grin plastered across her face, waiting impatiently for the second segnt to start.

Anyone who knew Dora well could tell—this wasn’t just her usual smug smile. It had evolved into a full-fledged, gleeful grin.

If anyone was wondering why Dora was acting this way, they only needed to rember—who had drawn Magia’s model?

And who had helped fund Pino so that Magia’s rigging would match first-gen quality?

Among all of Parallel, only Momo was watching the stream quietly, maintaining the dignity of a CEO.

But that was only because she already knew that the first and second-gen mbers would handle clipping for her.

She had her own role.

Out of the thousands of clips that would be born today, which one would deal the most critical blow to Magia?

That was sothing only Cheon Do-hee, who knew Magia better than anyone, could decide.

And this wave of vengeance wasn’t just spreading within Parallel—it was rippling outward, beyond its borders.

The stream snipers who had once tried to snipe Magia in Defeat Magia events, only to get counter-sniped and destroyed, saw this as their long-awaited opportunity and were now camping, ready to clip every mont.

... ─ — Magia Mini Gallery ─ — ...

[ALL HANDS ON DECK]

(Pazijik - Bazubi)

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Magia’s going to voice-act a kid after the World Cup—stand by, GO GO GO GO GO GO

[Comnts]

— Magia932: Is this real???

— Magia109: Holy shit, perfect timing

— 🟦Magia04: LMAO

— Magia835: Let her drown in clips

... ─ — — — — — — — ...

Even Movgun, who had suffered two official (and one unofficial) losses to Magia and regularly got beaten down by Parallel fans and Battle Colosseum players, had slipped into the chat.

— Movgun: Ugh, when’s the second segnt?

— Movgun: Hurry up with the second segnt already, geez, I’m getting dizzy

— Who let this guy in, LOL

— Oh great, he’s back at it again

— Sir, please leave

— Is he going to get banned at this rate? LOL

anwhile, nearly half of the players who had been trapped in Magia’s Wicker Town: Banquet Hall of Sha labyrinth were either ranting in chat or restreaming Bazubi’s broadcast.

Because there had been no prior announcent that Magia would be a guest, the stream had yet to break 10,000 viewers.

But then, suddenly—

[(🔴Live) It’s Children’s Day] 👪 22,442

#Bazubi #Mama

Bazubi, who had just yesterday been a 300-viewer strear, had skyrocketed by a factor of 75.

At 20,000 viewers, the stream would get featured on the main page of Pazijik.

Now, not only Parallel fans and floating viewers, but even completely random people were joining.

They had never seen this VTuber before, but she had over 20,000 viewers—so, naturally, they were curious.

The thumbnail had piqued their interest, but once they clicked in, they realized—the model was actually really appealing.

“...Then, let’s officially begin the Parallel World Cup. Is everyone ready...?”

Even those who had previously watched Bazubi on Magia’s streams were hearing her voice properly for the first ti.

And the mont they heard her tone, they imdiately understood.

She sounded like a woman in her pri, who was at the age where she should be getting married, but had no suitable candidates, so she kept delaying it—yet, at the sa ti, she couldn’t give up entirely and was still desperately searching.

Of course, the truth was that Bazubi, despite her prematurely mature voice, was simply yearning to make more friends.

The longti Jubu-dan might have known this, but there was no way for the newly arrived viewers to tell.

— Heuuuung, Mama...

— Wait, did her voice always sound like this?

— Oh god, chills—it tickles my ears

— If she did ASMR in this voice, I might not survive...

— Everyone, be respectful!

— Protect the baby!!

Naturally, people began considering becoming fans, enchanted by her voice.

Bazubi's follower count started skyrocketing.

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Most of the people tuning in hadn’t even co to watch her.

And so, after barely managing to hit 5,000 followers through the Combative Tournant, a milestone that still left her unable to enter the major strear servers, Bazubi quietly surpassed 10,000 followers.

She was now inching closer to 20,000—the threshold that, excluding a few high-bar private servers, essentially granted free access to most major streaming communities.

However, around this point, the Jubu-dan, Bazubi’s longti viewers, began noticing sothing odd.

For so reason, her voice—normally sothing they had to focus on to catch—was coming through unusually clear today.

That was because Magia had adjusted the settings before the stream even started.

By deliberately balancing her own voice while boosting Bazubi’s main volu, Magia had ensured that Bazubi, the host of the stream, wouldn’t be overshadowed.

It was Magia’s ultimate VTuber amplification technique, designed to keep the spotlight on Bazubi.

Of course, even at this point, there still weren’t many people following Bazubi out of genuine interest in her.

Since Magia stread so inconsistently and tended to appear suddenly, many were simply following Bazubi to monitor her—just in case Magia showed up again.

Most of the Parallel Wol-Dungi watching had no real expectations for Bazubi’s reactions to the Parallel World Cup.

They still rembered how, during the tournant, she had barely spoken loud enough to be heard.

Subconsciously, they had already categorized her as soone whose reactions were so quiet that they might as well just leave her stream running like a radio in the background.

But then, the Parallel Song Ideal World Cup with Bazubi and Magia began.

And the atmosphere shifted imdiately.

[ One Others (Original) ] VS [ One Others (feat. F-Participant / Unauthorized Duet) ]

“What the—?! No way!”

Bazubi’s raw, unfiltered reaction.

When people talk about sothing they love, their voices naturally rise.

Even though Magia had already adjusted her volu settings, the parts of Bazubi’s speech that normally got muffled were now ringing out clearly.

The audience, being seasoned stream viewers, had long since developed the ability to distinguish between forced excitent and genuine enthusiasm.

And this? This was the real thing.

“How is this the first matchup...?”

“Seems like this will take a while.”

And, of course, Magia’s presence played a huge role.

Not only were the Parallel Wol-Dungi here, but so was the Queen of Trolls—the very sa Magia who had been sharpening her wit alongside Momo for over five years.

It wasn’t just the viewers who were treading carefully with their words—Bazubi, now backed by such an overwhelming presence, found herself speaking more confidently than usual.

“I do prefer the one on the right, but let listen to them both again before deciding...!”

Had she been alone, she might have hesitated, tiptoeing around the Parallel fandom’s gaze.

But instead, without even a mont of hesitation—

Bazubi listened to both tracks in full and made a clean decision.

“Yeah. Even after listening again, I still prefer the one on the right.”

[One Others (feat. F-Participant / Unauthorized Duet)]

Then, as if she had listened to the track hundreds of tis before, Bazubi launched into an analysis.

“I’ve listened to the original a lot, but honestly? I like the version with F-Participant better.

Not that the first-gen mbers’ singing was lacking, but... how do I put it? Normally, when you add sothing extra to an already perfect song, it just ends up feeling off. It’s like throwing an extra ingredient into a perfectly balanced dish.

But this version? It doesn’t feel like anything was added—it feels like it was always supposed to have five main elents. That’s why I love it.”

“Oh... is it that good?”

“It is. I don’t know if I have the right to say this, but honestly? I think it was a brilliant decision for CEO Momo to go ahead with recording the Unauthorized Duet award songs separately. I an, they were that popular.”

The viewers—especially those who had only co for Magia—couldn’t help but be drawn to Bazubi.

Even those who had minimized the video, only listening passively like a radio, tabbed back in to watch.

— Was that really Bazubi just now?

— Damn, her diction is crazy good.

— Wait, how is she so well-spoken LOL

— Is she actually a Wol-Sooni? LOL

— She’s wiping the floor with most of the Wol-Dungi, LOL.

The last ti they had felt this way was back before Magia launched her Fantasia content—during the first-gen’s one-year anniversary celebration.

Back then, the fandom had been hit with the realization: “Wait, we had a female fan like this?”

And now, they were experiencing that sa revelation—except this ti, about Bazubi.

Right on cue, as soon as the YouTube video ended, the recomnded feed filled with Parallel Kirinuki and official channel clips.

That algorithm was practically screaming, "Bazubi is a hardcore Parallel fan."

Which, in turn, sent her credibility skyrocketing among Parallel’s existing fanbase.

— Oh my god, look at the algorithm LOL

— Her entire feed is already flooded with Parallel content LOL

— Kyaaa, Wol-Sooni status confird

Even Magia, who had suspected Bazubi was a Parallel fan, hadn’t expected her to be this deep into it.

Her reaction was full of genuine surprise.

“Wait—if you were a Wol-Sooni, why didn’t you say so earlier? I just now found out from your algorithm! If I had known, I would’ve brought you rch instead of strawberries.”

“That’s exactly why I didn’t say anything...”

“Why not? This was a golden opportunity!”

“But... I just want to enjoy being a fan like everyone else. If I accept sothing like that, wouldn’t it be unfair to the other Wol-Dungi? I want to either earn it fairly in a giveaway or buy it with my own money....”

— Wait, is she saying we’re petty enough to get mad over sothing like that?!

— We literally wouldn’t care, LOL

— Don’t make Wol-Dungi sound small-minded, sob

Bazubi, who had been excitedly talking about her favorite things, suddenly hesitated as the Wol-Dungi fandom started WWE-wrestling her over semantics.

But the conversation continued.

She was making a clear effort to connect with people.

“No, no, I didn’t an you guys are petty...! It’s a misunderstanding...!”

— Wol-Dungi's reputation confird

— We’ll do better

— We’re not a swarm of locusts, sob

“It’s not like that at all....”

At one point, Magia had considered stepping in to smooth things over.

But instead, she held back the question that had been lingering in her mind.

With the viewer count now over 100 tis her usual, wasn’t Bazubi feeling nervous, anxious, or overwheld?

But if Magia brought it up, Bazubi might suddenly beco conscious of the numbers, and that wasn’t what Magia wanted.

Because no matter what—

Today’s real star was Bazubi.

***

[(🔴Live) It’s Children’s Day] 👪 30,334

#Bazubi #Mama

Four hours of Parallel World Cup later, Bazubi had broken 30,000 viewers—shattering all previous records on Pazijik with a 100x increase.

With over 20,000 followers, she had finally earned the Golden Ticket to the big collab servers, securing future opportunities.

But to Bazubi, Magia was still a mountain.

After all, it was Magia who had made this opportunity happen in the first place.

It seed impossible to escape her shadow.

“...Then, let’s move on to the second segnt, Never Cry, Princess. Gia, should we give the viewers a preview before we start...?”

“Let’s do it.”

— Uhuhuhuhu

— Gia, Princess!!!

— Princess Gia! Princess Gia! Princess Gia! Princess Gia! Princess Gia! Princess Gia!

— Uhyooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

— Magia, from now on, you are a princess! Magia, from now on, you are a princess! Magia, from now on, you are a princess! Magia, from now on, you are a princess!

— Gia, wanna play princess gas with your uncle now? Khehehehe

— Ah, she's really a princess!

— Next stop: Princess Gia Station. The doors will open in your heart. Please prepare to disembark. Choo choo~

— Gia, from today, you're ten years old. You got that? So from now on, you have to call us all uncle.

— Say uncle, co on, say it!

— Say, ‘Uwncle’!

The mont it was announced that the second segnt was about to begin, all the attention that had been on Bazubi instantly shifted to Magia.

It was as if, for a brief mont, they had forgotten why they had co in the first place—but now, they rembered.

Yet, once again, Magia had no need to step in and calm the overexcited chat herself.

Because before long, like a queen stepping onto the stage before a roaring crowd—

Bazubi, as if she had simply been speaking as usual, effortlessly took control of the audience with her asured, dignified, and mystical voice.

“Gia, from this mont forward, you are the princess and heir to this kingdom. As a princess, you must conduct yourself with grace and dignity. You must devote yourself to study and discipline so that you may one day lead this nation wisely.”

A real queen had descended.

A stark contrast to the cutesy Magia, Bazubi’s regal presence was undeniable.

And with it, the sighing resignation of the Jubu-dan, her fanbase, was immortalized in a single donation ssage—one that signaled to everyone, including Magia, that sothing monuntal was happening.

A new star might be born in Pazijik today.

:: An anonymous donor has contributed 10,000 Clouds! ::

:: This is a voice the Jubu-dan only gets to hear once every two months. Thank you. ::

— Oooohh

— Kyaaaaaaaa

— Noonaaaaaaa

— I wanna be a princess tooooooooooo

— Your Majesty, heueeeng!