Language Cheat Reincarnation – Young Girl VTuber Saves the World

Chapter 420. [And Thus, She Became A Hero]

That’s right, our live isn’t over yet.

The song that saved the world during that incident—its name was...

"——『Word:END』"

Let’s keep weaving words until the world ends.

Surely, words will bring an end to war......

With that sentiment embedded in its lyrics, I weave the song through Lingua Franca.

The sensation from earlier still lingered.

Or perhaps, having once stepped into the afterlife, I’d fully grasped it.

As I sang, silent tears streamed from both my eyes.

Not out of sadness.

—It’s because the world is beautiful that I’m crying.

When these words come to an end, I.........

That’s what I’d been thinking until just now.

But—no way.

I realized there’s still so much more I want to do.

Yes, this is the end, and yet—

—the beginning of words.

From here on, the VTuber industry will spread across the world endlessly. It’ll continue to evolve and develop in countless ways.

Nations will connect through words, and emotions will be shared. A world where humans and animals can become friends through words will surely come.

And I—no, we—will have so many experiences. Successes, failures...... and even some embarrassingly silly moments.

The song nears its end.

Suddenly, I thought I heard a voice.

—"Live as you please from now on."

Back then, too, I think I heard his voice.

His voice felt like it came from far, far above...... higher than where I stood now.

Even without being told, that’s exactly what I’ll do.

What I had to do in this world is over... but what I want to do will never run out.

What should I do next?

What should I do tomorrow?

Once I start thinking, I can’t stop.

But for now......

The music fades.

Silence falls over the world......

And then, it’s drowned in explosive applause and cheers.

The VTubers are all jumping around in excitement.

Angu Ogu, Ah-nee, Ilyena rush toward me with smiles......

And I tell them:

"——Sorry, oxygen debt...... so, I leave the rest... to you...... thud"

《Iroha—!?》 "Iroha-chaan!?" <...Iroha-samaa!?...>

After singing two songs in a row, going all-out with Lingua Franca...

And precisely because I didn’t become a "real angel"...

I, still just a frail little girl, collapsed on stage——.

***

《.........Man, you really screwed up at the very end, huh—》

《D-Don’t say it~!?》

Covering my face in embarrassment at Angu Ogu’s words.

The TV in the hospital room was playing footage of that exact moment.

The news has been dominated by coverage of the international live event for days.

And every time......... they show me collapsing at the end like some punchline.

《After all that, this is what everyone remembers...》

《This wasn’t the plan!?》

《Eh, it’s fine. The world was saved, after all. Mom was grateful too.》

《...That’s not the point!?》

I glance toward the corner of the hospital room.

There stood a man in a suit—apparently a subordinate of the U.S. president—and......

A Secret Service woman, standing there perfectly calm.

《Hm? What’s wrong, Iroha-chan?》

Tilting her head in confusion when I stare.

And then, it all clicks.

《I-I WAS PLAYED~~~~!?》

Back then, I thought, "Yes! I saved the world!"

But thinking back calmly, I realized......

No matter how you slice it............ isn’t the war ending mid-concert way too fast?

Like, unless it was planned from the start, that’s impossible, right?

《For the record, I never lied to you.》

《Uu~!?》

Now that I think about it, I knew that suit guy was shady back then!

Why did I believe everything he said so easily!?

《The whole 'save the world' thing was just a ploy to motivate me, wasn’t it!?》

《Now now, we did need your power. And... if everyone believes it, it becomes the truth. This way, we’ll build a far more stable peace than a simple ceasefire.》

《—Because the masses crave stories more than facts.》

《...》

In reality, the world’s gone wild over the "miracle"—its return.

That VTubers saved the world once again.

That they are the "—heroes".

《But you did lie, right? She said she 'couldn’t walk anymore'.》

《Be precise. What I said was, 'her legs gave out'.》

《...?》

Isn’t that the same thing?

The Secret Service woman herself explains to my puzzled face.

《Iroha-chan, it’s true her legs gave out. And she is retiring from the Secret Service.》

Now that I look, she’s in a hospital gown, not a suit.

Still rehabbing, perhaps—a cane leans against the wall, unused for now.

《But 'gave out' just means no more intense activity. All thanks to—Iroha-chan.》

《Me?》

《Because you worked so hard to treat and care for her... she only has mild aftereffects. Normally, she’d never have walked again, but now she can live daily life just fine.》

《...!》

I see...... so that’s how it was.........

My efforts, all that struggle... it wasn’t in vain......!

《Secret Service work is too much now... but I got plenty of compensation. From here, I’ll take it easy and maybe dabble in job hunting.》

《So—thank you, truly.》

Ah...... that’s all I ever wanted to hear......

Tears spill freely as I make her an offer:

《About that job hunt...... mind if I help? If... if you’ll have me............》

《—Would you let me hire you?》

And so.........