Chapter 1. [The End and the Beginning]

This is a story about a reincarnated elementary school girl who is a VTuber.

Lots of linguistic elements.

“Please let me go to a VTuber’s live concert!”

I was tied to a chair in an abandoned building in the middle of nowhere.

Around me were men with guns in their hands.

“Hey, you!　▲□●+!”

“Wah, waht?”

“*▲□●↑→！！！！”

“Hiccup!”

I don’t know what it is, but he’s really angry.

Why am I in this mess?

This morning I crossed the ocean because the first large-scale international VTuber event was to be held in the United States.

I got lost on the way and ended up in a shady alleyway a while ago.

I was hit on the head, passed out, and just came to my senses now.

I don’t even know what time it is.

Maybe the concert has already started.

If so, I am in despair.

“Way, English □★●+”

“Okay, □★↑*●……”

The men were arguing about something.

I couldn’t understand what they were saying at all.

Maybe it was because they were talking too fast, or because they were using a lot of slang.

I wish I had studied English more if this was the case.

I usually watch English-speaking VTubers without understanding what they are saying.

Still, it is fun. Even if I don’t understand a word, just watching their reactions, or just a few words at a time is enough to make me enjoy watching them.

This is just an excuse.

I once tried to study English to enjoy their streams more, but I failed in the end.

……Ah, how did I end up like this?

Today is the day of their big event. It was supposed to be a happy day.

“~★↑↑*●□!”

“↑*●↓←★!”

The men were giving off a swarthy vibe. I don’t know what it is, but I have a bad feeling about it.

I want to hear their beautiful voices.

“~★↑↑*●□…… okay.”

They seem to have reached an agreement.

One of the guys walks up to me. No way, they’re going to kill me!

“Hey, Guy. You*▲□*.”

“No!　Help me!　I Am Japanese!　Not Kill!　Please!”

“Okay, okay, *●up* ……”

“Stop it! …… Eh?　What?　Help me, will you?”

He is trying to remove his shackles. It seems that he is going to release me.

With relief, all of my strength drained from my body at once. Just as I exhaled a sigh of relief, another man pulled out a gun and pushed me between the eyes.

Another man pulled out a gun and pressed it against my brow.

It was only a moment.

There was a dry roar, and a bullet smashed through my head.

My precious parts are scattered in pieces.

My vision slowly turned to the ceiling, and the entire chair I was strapped into fell over onto its back.

Rapidly, my consciousness, my vision, blackened from the edges.

Out of sight, men were arguing with each other.

<Why did you shoot him! >

<We should take all possible measures to carry out our mission.>

<Shit! You caused unnecessary deaths!>

Is this the end of my life?

The VTuber industry will continue to develop in the future.

I can’t even see them through, and in the middle of the road like this?

<– I can’t die yet.

I can’t die like this.

I have yet to see an international VTuber event.

I can’t die without seeing my guesses on the big stage!

<?Oi, didn’t he talk? >>

<This is ridiculous. He blew his head off. He died instantly.

<But now he’s actually ……>

<Look at it. Look, it’s not responding. It’s dead.

<Hey! Don’t be rough with it!　I pray for you. I’m sorry I got you into this.>

<Don’t be upset about single life. Have you forgotten that our mission involves tens of millions .or even billions and billions of lives? >>

<But.>

<It’s almost on time. Let’s take advantage of the chaos and have the main dish.>

<Damn you, you son of a bitch. What a nightmare. Killing innocent civilians and kidnapping their women? How is this justice?>

<All for the sake of the motherland.>

The sound of footsteps moving away from me.

Someone had said it before. Someone once told me that in death, the only thing that remains until the very end is the sense of hearing.

No, no. I see something.

In my pitch-black vision, I see a white figure. Is that?

<<–An angel? >

I wished.

Ah, angels. If it comes true, please let me hear their live performance at the end.

The bell rang.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“–Roha……Iroha!　Wake up quickly, Iroha!”

“Yes!”

I jumped out of bed, startled by the voice shouting in my ear.

An electronic wake-up alarm sounded in the room.

I hurriedly operated my smartphone to stop it.

“Oh God, you’re finally awake! Mom’s going to work first. Make sure you lock the door properly, okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Have a good day.”

“I’m off.”

I waved her off with a wave of my hand.

The door to the room slammed shut, and I finally came to my senses.

“What the heck? What’s going on? I’m supposed to be dead!”

Or rather, wait. This voice, this room…

I slammed down and grabbed onto the fancy-looking mirror in the room.

What was reflected there was a girl about the age of an upper elementary school student.

“Nah, why am I a girl now?!”

I’m a VTuber otaku, male, 30 years old. One life ended.

And now, fancy lover, girl, an elementary school student. The curtain has risen on another life.