Chapter 0: Became a Bedroom’s Malicious Sniper

Our family is strict.

No, to be exact, it’s mostly my dad and sister who are really strict…

A lot.

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“Nammi, shouldn’t you also get into Seoul National University like your sister?”

“Hey, Ha Nammi. What’s with these test scores? Did you even study properly?”

But it seems I don’t have the same talent for studying as my sister.

And I don’t even want to in the first place…

What am I supposed to do if I don’t have a talent for studying?

“Nammi, did you do your homework? What about studying?”

Maybe it was natural that I became a loser, an outcast, a total loner, and got bullied at school. I was always being compared to my sister and scolded by my family.

“Ha…, Ha Nammi. Don’t waste my time. Focus!”

It’s even worse when the person doing the comparing is also scolding you.

Then one day, my father called me.

To be exact, I know why my father called me.

“Nammi…”

“You were being bullied at school?”

I nodded silently.

I couldn’t take it anymore, so I snitched to the teacher.

And naturally, my father was contacted.

The expression on my father’s face at that time was one of indescribable shock.

Followed by a tightly clenched fist and a face burning with anger.

It was the first time I had ever seen my usually strict father lose control of his emotions and get angry.

“Those f*cking bastards dare to touch my son!”

That’s when I realized my father’s true feelings for the first time.

‘Ah…’

I thought my father only knew how to scold me, but he still loved me.

“Hoo…, Nammi. You’ve endured well so far. Your father will take care of it, so you can rest in your room.”

Is that why?

I felt brave for the first time.

I said to my father in a trembling voice.

“Father.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“I don’t want to go to school…”

“…”

My father’s mouth opened and closed at my words.

As if he had something to say but swallowed it back.

He looked like he wanted to say something, but no words came out of his mouth.

Afterward, my father only uttered one word with a troubled expression.

“Okay…”

Ha Nammi.

My great-grandfather named me, but I hate this name.

First of all, it’s a girly name, and more than anything, it was the reason I was bullied at school. Of course, even if it wasn’t because of my name, I probably would have been bullied because of my personality. I haven’t told my father yet, but I was actually bullied in elementary and middle school too. Anyway, the only good thing about this name is that I’m satisfied with my current life. I became a notorious sniper in my room.

[Charging Knight]: Charging Breath, Form 1! Serpentine Bipolar「蛇紋岩・双極！」

Shooooooosh! Thump!!

“Aaaagh!! Seriously, please!! Please stop sniping me!!”

[Charging Knight]: Demon Slayer Upper Moon Cut!

“What the f*ck is an Upper Moon Cut!! You crazy bastard!!”

I couldn’t help but giggle.

Ah, sniping is so much fun.

Especially when it’s my favorite streamer.

“Report!! Report!! Report!! Ugh!! Admin!! Please catch this crazy bastard!!”

-kkkkkkkkkkk Inaring level

-Cheater

-Is that real skill? Is that real skill? Is that real skill? Is that real skill? Is that real skill? Is that real skill? Is that real skill?

-How is this person a Master?

-Admin! There’s someone here who boosted their score! Catch them!

“No, guys! What boosting! You guys know my skills!”

-?

-???

-??

-????

-??

“Ugh, seriously! I hate you guys!!”

-I know you’re sad, but change the title of your stream.

-Master of the Wild West (X) Noob of the Wild West (0)

“Aaaagh!!!”

-kkkkkkkkkkkkk
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A chat room filled with laughter.

And my favorite VTuber rage quitting with joy.

Ah, I’m so happy.

I found my talent way too late.

It’s so thrilling!

My talent!

Ah, I’m! I am!

A notorious sniper!

“Ah, I’m going to sleep like a log tonight.”

My favorite VTuber, Inaring, rage quit, so I can go to bed early tonight.

It happens occasionally, but she ended the stream particularly early today.

So now, the next thing I need to do is clip her stream, which is one of my daily routines.

Go to Inaring’s replay channel, clip the highlight parts of the video, edit them, and upload them to my channel.

I had a very fulfilling day today.

“…”

I flopped onto the bed.

In the dark and quiet room.

It might be a messy and dirty room with a musty smell that someone would find if it wasn’t cleaned up, but it’s a cozy space for me.

It’s been a year since I got permission from my father to stay locked up in my room.

I’m very satisfied with my current life.

“Hooaam~ Tomorrow’s streaming schedule is…”

My eyes slowly close.

I think Inaring’s schedule is a little different tomorrow…

Did she say she’s turning on the stream early tomorrow?

So that’s why she ended the stream early today.

Then tomorrow I’ll have to get up a little early…

“Zzz.”

They say that sometimes in life, you experience things that don’t make sense.

Like winning the lottery three times or being struck by lightning twice?

Honestly, I’ve thought that I might experience something like that at least once in my life.

Of course, I always thought those things were all just coincidences.

Either you’re incredibly lucky or incredibly unlucky.

“But you can’t explain this with luck, can you?”

The next morning.

When I woke up, something unbelievable had happened.

“Oof…”

I became a woman.

Between 140 and 150 cm tall.

Dark circles under my eyes and unkempt, wavy hair that reaches my waist.

“Uh, um…”

How should I explain this phenomenon?

What should I say to my father and mother?

Ah, I’m so confused.

I have no idea how to explain this to my family.

That’s when it happened.

Knock-knock.

Gasp!

The sound of knocking on the door.

My mother’s voice came from behind the door.

“Nammi, I made food, so make sure to eat it. Okay?”

Every morning, lunch, and dinner, my mother puts food in front of my door.

There’s a rule here: I have to report that I’m alive when my mother calls me.

Otherwise, my mother will bulldoze her way into my sanctuary.

The problem is that I’ve become a woman now, and my voice has become a frail, woman-like voice.

“Nammi?”

Ah, what should I do?

I can’t open my mouth.

I was so confused that I kept stomping my feet.

Bang-

“!?!”

My mother opened the door.

“…”

The two of us faced each other.

I froze, and my mother tilted her head with a puzzled look.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh?”

“I told you to at least answer me.”

“Oh, that, I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, but make sure to eat, and answer me when I call you.”

“Yes.”

Then, my mother closed the door and left without saying anything.

I was stunned for a moment.

“Why is she so calm?”

Her son turned into a daughter.

My mother didn’t notice anything strange at all.

I scratched my head and opened my wallet to check my ID.

“Oof…”

That… the first number of the last part of my social security number changed from 3 to 4?

The picture on my ID is also a picture of my current face.

It seems the world has changed.

To a world where I’m a woman.