(english translation with /vt/ localization)

This is the story of a vtuber, she streams at my morning, guerillas at night. Her face is tracked with a camera, her place is where the lights are of any color.

Let's begin this story.

I'm her biggest fan, Sinigang's the name. You need to know this tale, don't play blind. Why do we want to dig the dirt of other people though? Fine, here it is.

Do you know Lyrica, my kamioshi ever since she was a small indie? I watched all her streams. Her smile lightened up the place, and when she spoke we would lol.

She was so beautiful when she inclined. When I chat to her I often spaced out. I may have had feelings, but I shut my lips and stilled my beating heart.

At the graduation stream, my tears soaked my face. I hadn't wiped them off yet but she went and introduced a guy from Maldives.

Many days passed me by. I had wanted to run away, but I realized what I truly need.

I could not watch any other vtuber.

I love her.

I will find Lyrica.

I went with the Youtube algorithm when I searched the channel she's said to have reincarnated.

I saw her image on the thumbnail. The color of her hair may be different, but I'd never forget her eyes and the sweetness of her smile. And since I was overjoyed I did not hesitate to join the fanbase, but why was it dark and filled with bullies and menhera?

Suddenly applause, a slow song, and on the small stage I finally saw. I was surprised. I asked around. I scratched my head. Why was she bootlicking so hard?