Chapter 111. [Guinness World Records]
The legendary VTuber, Oyabin, with VTubers from various countries, filled the air with their singing voices.
It was a simple melody that anyone could immediately sing along.
To convey their heartfelt emotions directly.
One VTubers composed this song.
While another VTuber provided the lyrics in different languages.
VTubers are often multi-talented individuals.
And never before had their strengths been felt so strongly.
“Feelings, reaching out.”
According to one theory, the origin of language was closely related to “song.”
In the past, when there was no systematic language.
Before humans became humans and relied on vocalizations for communication.
Songs occupied the space between vocalizations and language itself.
“The world is changing.”
Angu Ogu was also singing during her stream. Perhaps due to her position, her voice carried more emotional resonance as she followed the English lyrics.
Ah-nee said, “It’s tough to sing with a laptop!” and ended her stream, leaving the room. She prepared to start another singing session separately.
Unfortunately, due to my cheat-like translation ability, my singing comes out flat.
But precisely because of that, I was in a position to understand the situation well.
“…It’s happening.”
I witnessed that moment.
The real-time political predictions, which had started to decrease, began to rise again.
47%, 48%…
And then, the final blow.
“It’s starting! It’s displayed our advertisements!”
Our video advertisements were released, targeting MyTube viewers.
It was the last move played by the managers.
Perfectly timed.
Within the video, VTubers from various countries appeared one after another, expressing their opinions as if zapping through channels.
The content was the same, but the subtitles varied according to each country.
The source of the video is the VTubers’ deliveries and clippings.
To lead viewers to various countries and make them aware of different cultures. I created playlists from clipped videos.
That was the result of editing.
“Hahaha! Go for it! Bet everything without considering profits! Raaah!”
I shouted.
Angu Ogu, Ah-nee, and I covered the advertisements’ costs.
Prioritizing the number of views, we paid instead of earning money.
We’re aiming to get as many people to watch as possible.
My channel had 1 million subscribers.
The population of the United States was 300 million.
The total number of active YouTube users was 2 billion.
The internet was now a vast world we couldn’t compare to any single country.
Until now, I had only seen things from the perspective of my own country.
However, this became an opportunity for people’s perspectives to broaden.
There was little time left until the voting ended.
>Go for it…!
49%.
“Go for it…!”
Then, 50%.
In one final resistance, the numbers are closely matched.
<<Go for it…!>>
{Go for it…}
<We did it…!>
VTubers from all around the world sing with such wishes and emotions.
Or they communicate through words.
Among them are Ilyana and Oyabin, who became catalysts for change.
And then…
—51%.
“We surpassed it!”
I witnessed that scene.
The numbers continued to rise relentlessly, 52%, 53%.
And then it fell silent.
It was the scheduled end of the voting.
“What… happened!?”
There was no voice to answer.
At this moment, no one possesses that answer yet.
The predictions suggested a last-minute surge that put us ahead.
But whether the actual results are in time or not, no one knows.
One minute, one second felt unbelievably long.
Ping! A notification sound.
“Breaking news, it’s here!”
I peer into the monitor intently.
Mai leans closer, her face approaching mine as if to join me.
I’m sure now, Ah-nee, who returned home for her singing stream.
Angu Ogu across the sea are also gazing intently at their monitors.
And the result is…
“Angu Ogo’s mama-san—elected!”
I repeatedly confirm that it is not a mistake.
I even ask Mai next to me, “Does it look right to you?” or “So, that’s what it means, right?”
“Yeah~! Iroha-chan and the others won!”
Mai couldn’t contain her joy and shouted with excitement.
In that instant, all strength left my body, and I collapsed.
“Iroha-chan!?”
Mai hurriedly caught me, supporting me as I almost fell from the chair.
Ha… Haha… I see. We won, didn’t we?
“A… Ahh…”
My throat trembled unconsciously.
My voice leaked out unintentionally.
“We did it!!”, “We did it!!”, <<We did it!!>>
I raised my fist and shouted.
At the same time, voices rose from Ah-nee and Angu Ogo’s streams, which were open in separate windows.
The chats were filled with firework emojis and words of praise.
>Iroha-chan, you guys are awesome!
>Congratulations! (U.S.)
>I’m glad. Truly glad!! (Korean)
Dozens, hundreds, thousands… or perhaps even more comments flowed by.
Moreover, the languages were all mixed up.
“Iroha-chan, this is amazing, isn’t it!? This stream might have the potential to enter the Guinness World Records as the most simultaneous listeners or commented stream from people of various countries!”
That’s true. It’s incredible. What a thing this is.
How many countries’ people watched my stream?
It seems impossible to count.
And so, the world was saved—.
Or so it should have been.
