Language Cheat Reincarnation – Young Girl VTuber Saves the World

Chapter 365. [The Birth Of A New Language]

To get back home, it seems essential for me to learn the language of the people here.

But man, this is going to be tough. I might struggle with this one.

“This language is so different from any I know!”

“△●?”

A local woman looks at me, deep in thought, with a curious expression.

The language spoken by these people is entirely different from any system I've encountered before.

“It's probably their own unique language.”

There are countless unexplored languages like this in the world.

The people living on North Sentinel Island avoid contact with outsiders.

Even though they've been known to exist for a long time, their language remains unstudied and mysterious.

“In this case, maybe it's a pidgin... no, a creole.”

—Imagine a tribe called Japon. In their language, they call “fire” homura.

One day, a tribe called Amerka arrives in their territory.

In their language, they call “fire” fire.

Neither side understands the other’s language.

Yet, to live together, communication becomes essential.

Then, someone starts calling the fire “bo-bo”.

And somehow, the other side understands it.

Gradually, both tribes begin to use “bo-bo” when they mean “fire”.

Eventually, this becomes a common word—a shared understanding.

That moment is when a new language is born.

Of course, this example is fiction and full of oversimplifications,

but it gives a rough idea.

A language spoken between people who don’t share the same mother tongue—that’s “pidgin”.

When this language evolves and solidifies across generations, it becomes a “creole”.

“Languages are constantly being born, huh?”

Situations like the one above are happening all over the world.

It can even start between just two people.

Specifically, twins sometimes develop their own words that only they understand.

Humans are innately equipped with the ability to create new languages.

“That’s why this is such a problem.”

Even when we call it a creole, every language is entirely unique.

The possibilities are limitless.

“That said, as long as humans are the ones creating them, there should be some commonalities.”

I want to use those as a starting point for analysis...

But so far, I haven’t found anything.

“If only they had a writing system, understanding grammar would be much easier.”

No tribe or people exist without language,

but some lack written scripts.

I scan the room, but I don’t see anything resembling writing.

Surely, it can’t be that “grammar itself doesn’t exist”.

“I have no idea how much time this is going to take.”

I have a “language cheat ability”.

So even if I just keep listening passively, I’ll eventually learn this language.

But who knows how long that might take?

Unfortunately, I don’t have the luxury of time.

“I have to get back as soon as possible.”

I want to get the woman from the Secret Service the advanced treatment she needs.

I still have international event recordings to finish, and above all...

“My favorite streamer’s archive is piling up!”

Also... I want to see everyone.

I’ve made them worry so much, and I want to get back and reassure them.

I guess being able to think like this is proof I’ve regained some composure.

“Alright, in that case...”

Alongside relying on my “language cheat ability,” I’ll start actively investigating the language.

First, I point to the “banana leaf” used on a plate and ask the local woman,

“What’s this?”

The first thing I need to do is figure out “what”.

Following the example of curious babies, I’ll attack with “what” questions and gather vocabulary.

“▲○×”

“‘▲○×’... I see.”

I repeat the word the woman says.

Though I’m not sure if my pronunciation is correct, or more importantly...

—I don’t know what the word refers to.

What? Isn’t it “banana leaf”?

No, no, I can’t assume that just yet.

Next, I point to the “banana leaf” used for the roof and ask the same question.

“What’s this?”

“▲○×”

The same word comes back.

Is “▲○×” the word for “banana leaf”?

Not so fast. That would be jumping to conclusions.

Finally, I point to the “banana peel” I just finished eating and ask the same question.

“What’s this?”

“▲○×”

Again, I get the same answer.

That settles it.

“▲○×” doesn’t mean “banana leaf”.

It refers to “banana” itself.

“So it takes all this effort just to figure out one word.”

What a tedious process.

But if I keep building my vocabulary like this, eventually...

“What is this strange feeling?”

My “language cheat ability” seems to be trying to tell me something.

Am I making a critical mistake?

Still, I can’t think of any other method right now.

This time, I point to an empty “bowl” and ask,

“What’s this?”

The answer I get is...

“▲○×”

That’s... “banana”?

No, not a dad joke!

Did she answer based on what was inside the bowl earlier?

Was that greenish medicine mashed banana leaves?

If so, then there’s no problem, but...

With a sinking feeling, I point to the ground.

This can’t possibly be “banana.”

“What’s this?”

I ask nervously.

The answer I get is...

“▲○×”

The same word.

So that’s it. I finally understand.

It seems I made a huge mistake.

Only now do I realize...

She wasn’t even looking at where I was pointing.