The Ikemen Hooks a Chick (3)
I woke up feeling completely refreshed. I was amazed at my biological rhythm. Glancing at the time, it was noon. My eyes popped open right at my usual active hour.
"Phew..."
My routine's changed lately. Drawing time's shrunk way down, but cafe-surfing time's shot up. Back in the day, there was barely any new stuff, so I'd finish in 10 minutes flat. Now, when I wake up, there's 30 minutes to an hour's worth piled up.
The titles alone make me wanna click: "Miss you," "When you coming?" That's about 30%. Diary-style posts another 30%. Funny reposts 20%. The rest is info dumps.
And man, the useful info's gold. Like VRChat avatar shops or Peace shops. But when I check 'em out, they're in yen, and I have no clue how to buy. Just punch in my card number? The site's flooded with Japanese when it loads—total intimidation. Gotta ask someone later. Anyway... thanks for the great info.
I left a comment and a heart.
Next up: YouTube comments. Scrolling through, there's tons of praise mixed with hate... but I only read the praise. No need for the hate. Petting all that praise fills my dopamine tank, then I fire up Discord.
Sometimes messages from my editor or Maru. Today, one from the editor.
I clicked the link to check the video. When was this from? Wait, new intro. Laughter keeps playing—my voice, so it's kinda off-putting. Anyway, video starts... It was that survival game with Maru. We dropped it midway. Come to think of it, I straight-up abandoned it...!
Schedules didn't line up for either of us, so yeah.
Morning routine done. Order food, shower, stream—perfect.
Hadn't had gukbap in ages, so I ordered that. While waiting, I brainstormed content. Didn't finish the Ikemen yesterday, so today too. Date a girl and wrap it up. Meet a hot one, flex alpha male vibes, perfect ending.
How? Hmm... Karaoke? Karaoke then pubg... you know, that vibe.
Oh yeah, prep songs. Note duet lyrics in my memo app.
I pulled up duet lists, listened carefully, picked ones I could nail, jotted lyrics. Songs are vetted—everyone said I sing great. Ehehehe.
Wait up. Get nervous. VRChat girls. The ultimate ham who shakes hearts is coming. Don't cry when you meet me. I'll wipe your tears. You'll fall hard for my sweet side. Ehehehe.
Doing stuff I never even dreamed of before is fun. Thrilling!
I'm fully immersed in the role—alpha male and I are one. Thought I couldn't pull it off, but nope. Just never had the setup before.
Someone might say: You're a girl, shouldn't you go alpha female? Why alpha male?
Duh. Alpha female in a sausage fest? Other guys flirting, chat explodes. How do I mod that? No confidence.
Then my gut twisted. Hitting on guys as a girl voice in VRChat... chat would be unmanageable. I'm pretty self-aware. Know what I can and can't do.
Anyway, gukbap's coming—shower first. Made it just in time. Some VTubers say no shower's their RP. Felt gross to me. Low patience—if my head itches a bit, I scratch like mad. Shower clears stray thoughts instantly.
*Ding*
"Oh, food's here! Coming!"
Gobbled the gukbap. Brushed teeth, 10-min break.
"So full... sleepy."
Sleepy = animal. Humans push through. Jumped up, stretched neck.
No effect, so stream time. Streaming wakes me right up.
Weirdly, even lunchtime viewers piled in fast. Might hit 150 soon? Why am I growing like this? Insane pace.
They have fun among themselves. Forgot what screen covers are for... Just copied others. Ditch it? Jump in raw? Chat rolls without me—feels like I'm the odd one out.
But "no dons or chat during cover"? If a streamer said that to me, I'd dip.
"Hey everyone. Welcome! Fun times today."
"VRChat today. Everyone cool with that?"
Reactions exploded. Best response to any recent content. First time in ages everyone's on board. Since when...? That roulette mukbang maybe.
Lately it's "boring," "push chat harder," scary stuff. Not today. Peak content form—viewers begging for more. Feels great...!
"Ehehe. Got it. Everyone got it."
Reaction check done. Fixed content slot? Thinking about it. Hot response—this is the stuff.
"Today, no Maru. Solo run. Real alpha male—gonna pick up a girl. Live vicariously, folks."
Declared boldly. Yeah, I got this.
Knew it'd come. Prepared.
Would've blanked otherwise—tension crash.
"Why male not female? Some asking. This is a sausage room. Wanna watch me play with guys?"
"Ah, no, Anon 100k thanks. I should be thanking you."
***
Chat vibe back after ages—2 hours flew. Time for VRChat. Pulled usable bits from chat: confession spots. Ferry, bench under trees, public alpha man style—10 date courses rough count.
Memories fuzzy. Confession lines? Gross templates from that world cup—skipped. Saved a pearl from the mud though.
Not much stuck. Fired up voice changer, phone stream on.
"Ah... ah. Mic test. Mic test. Sound good?"
Deep male-modulated voice flows out.
"Good... Entering."
Today's Hwabon Station. Modeled after real one, they say. Never been, but supposedly identical.
"Hwabon Station..."
Weekday 5pm, more people than expected. Scoped for girl voices. Mostly guys. Next channel.
Kept hopping... over 10 mins.
Then: lone female avatar by tracks. Radar says girl... maybe guy... coin flip.
Swallowed, approached.
"Hey. Why alone?"
Friendly. Not afk—looks up at me. Blue eyes... pure white dress... cute. Sold. If girl's real, alpha pheromones full blast.
"Yeah... what's up?"
Real girl voice! Checked chat first.
"Hey, looking for a girl. Be mine?"
First impressions can't look lame. Go bold—she'll bite. Hesitant "uh... me...?" kills it.
"Yeah, you. Like you. Loop Hwabon, beach, hear my confession somewhere...?"
Recited my prepped line. Perfect, if I say so.
But... dead silence. 5 sec, 6... Mic dead? Check chat.
"Her womb quivering?"
Uh...? Oh no... Huge mess. Read chat raw, no filter.
Sexual harassment... 3 secs to clock it. Wait, it's fine—I'm a girl really. Girl harassing girl... okay? No, harassment's bad regardless!
"My bad, just read chat..." Cop forgive? Own fault too. Apologize and alpha cred tanks.
Hot guys' dirty jokes land as banter.
"Hahahaha. What kinda joke? Pick up girls like that?"
Lucky—laughed it off. Takes dirty jokes? Alpha confirmed. Nailed it...!
Confidence surges. She laughed—means she's in...!
"Date me?"
"Why casual talk?"
"Alpha male. Casual's fine. Hate it?"
"Uh... sure."
"Going?"
"Yeah... bored anyway. Perfect. Lead on."
Hooked in one, but tsundere? High pride? "Bored"? She's into me—let's see that ego last.
Immersion needs goals. Got one: make her beg. Fail? No more alpha claims. Admit beta clean.