Language Cheat Reincarnation – Young Girl VTuber Saves the World

Chapter 411. [Public Kiss]

The stage darkened as Angu Ogu and I struck our final pose.

Soon, the venue flooded with dazzling light as the music swelled.

—Last in Peace.

Our duet song.

The title was a play on her farewell catchphrase, "Rest in Peace."

A wish to meet our end in peace.

The final "piece" for that peace—for me, it was her. For her, it was me.

Memories resurfaced: escaping kidnappers together, crossing borders, encouraging each other over the phone. This song carried all those emotions.

"—Iroha!"

After dancing apart, we now ran toward each other.

The choreography symbolized separation and reunion.

Angu Ogu spread her arms wide to catch me.

I reached out as if leaping into her embrace—

And then—this was the problematic scene.

『『Ah』』

Our voices synchronized.

At the worst possible moment, my clumsiness struck.

Just before the distance between us closed—I tripped.

Instead of stopping, I stumbled forward, losing balance—

—Smooch~~~~!

Our faces—no, lips—were pressed together.

Instantly, comments exploded.

That wasn’t a mistake, right!?

≫Right! I heard the mwah!? (U.S.)

≫Nah, that’s gotta be an auditory hallucination lol. Dance and vocals are pre-recorded separately (Kor)

≫Nah, I heard it too! (Ukrainian)

≫Same here (U.K.)

≫Theory: staff added the sound effect in post (Italian)

≫Huh? Genius??? I approve (Russsian)

≫Their movements got so awkward after that LMAOOO (France)

≫A vow sealed with a kiss… Congrats on the marriage! Yuri is REAL!! (German)

"Nnnnnoooooo~~~~!?"

Watching this in the backstage area, I crumpled, hiding my face. Angu Ogu patted my slumped shoulder.

《Iroha, our kiss just got broadcast worldwide.》

《D-Dumb—dumb Oguuu! Shut uuup!?》

My face burned.

Even Angu Ogu seemed embarrassed—her cheeks faintly red.

Now, you might’ve already noticed…

We were currently backstage, prepping for the next segment during a break.

The "us" dancing onstage? Pre-recorded footage from two days ago.

《Dammit, if only we had time to reshoot…》

《Doubt it. The crew was way too hyped. "This is perfect—no, this is better!" They’d’ve used this take anyway.》

《Ugh!?》

She was right.

After the "accident," my dancing fell apart—but they called it "raw and perfect."

Plus, it kinda hid how bad my moves were.

As for the vocals… well. Let’s just say my shaky voice could be mistaken for flustered embarrassment.

And there was definitely no kissing sound originally!?

I’ll never forgive whoever added that effect!?

《Relax, Iroha. Focus on the next segment.》

《I knowww… Ugh, whose fault even was this?》

《Yours. You tripped.》

《…Right.》

I slumped, chugging the water a staffer handed me, then checked the script on the monitor.

Prerecorded songs meant we could rest between segments—though not everyone did.

Some danced live backstage to "keep the emotions flowing."

Ane-sama was that type—though she probably just wanted to dance.

Me? Hell yeah I’m resting! No way I’d last otherwise!

《Iroha, time’s up.》

《Got it.》

I returned the water, stood up, and positioned myself on the marked tape for the transition.

The countdown began—30 seconds until lights-up.

Then—Angu Ogu moved.

《Iroha.》

《Huh? Mmmph~~~~!?》

Staff gasped. "Whoaaa!"

Her lips were on mine again.

《I love you.》

《Wha—w-w-w-what’re you—!?》

《You were too calm. Had to match the footage.》

《S-So this was your solution!?》

《Lights up in 5, 4, 3…!》

The staff’s frantic countdown stole my chance to protest—

The stage lit up as the darkness lifted—!