So this is the next chapter...
To be honest I'm not really satisfied with how things progress on this one, cause it seems like some of them feels really forced.
Do tell me on the review about it either you agreed or not that it feels weird.
Well,
Rip my english.
So anyway,
Enjoy~!
Disclaimer: any and all events that are on this story is a fanmade, its fiction, completely unrelated to any kind of real life events,etc. it surely as heck does not belong to me. Every character that were included in the story belongs to their respective owner.
"Konbankitsune~ Shirakami Fubuki desu~ everyone, how was your day been? Mine had been pretty nice, I had a nice corn soup and yakisoba bread this morning!"
It had been a week since Fubuki's Vtuber debut on WhyTube. Her viewers, although still a few, was steadily going up. Apparently her bubbly and energetic personalities as well as her occasional jokes and puns made the viewers drawn to her.
She usually stream in the afternoon or sometimes in the morning, after a day or two of him teaching her about the basics, rules and other necessary things to look on while streaming, Fubuki had soaked all those knowledge like a sponge and she have even started to look like a veteran at her job. Even Ichiei was baffled by her incredible talent, that she could achieve such feat in two days time.
The doorbell ringed, before Ichiei went to open it. One Natsuiro Matsuri was standing there on the opposite of the door. She was wearing a black round pair of glasses, as well as an oversized white hoodie.
"Wait, wasn't that my hoodie? No wonder I can't seem to find it."
Matsuri just giggled, "well, it wasn't my fault! Fubuki lend these hoodie to me!"
Ichiei just sighed as he rubbed the back of his head, "...whatever, just come inside. You're looking for Fubuki right?", he questioned her as she went past him into the living room.
"Uhn! Is she still streaming?"
"Yep, in fact, she have just started it. So it may take a while to wait."
Matsuri whined after hearing such answer.
Feeling a bit guilty, Ichiei then offered her, "...Actually, why don't you come into my room? I'm moderating her stream right now, so you could also come and watch without disturbing her."
"...Fueh? I-inside your room? Are you sure?"
"Yep. It's better then just waiting around doing nothing right? Might as well."
"Uh...ah! Sure! L-let's go!" Matsuri quickly agreed as the both of them went inside Ichiei's own room.
'Ah right, this room was supposed to be the room of my dead parents, hope Matsuri won't notice it.'
Ichiei prayed in his heart as he let Matsuri settle on another chair beside his.
"Woah! Is this really Fubuki?! She is so cute!!", Matsuri cried out in wonder as her eyes was filled with stars, as well as around her face.
Apparently his worry won't be that big of a problem, seems like Matsuri was too engrossed with Fubuki's new avatar to even notice a single thing.
Lucky him.
"So how was it? Being a moderator, what do they do?"
"Well, Its more like me being her exclusive manager though, I filter and moderate the chats, setting up social media accounts, make an appropiate schedule of the week...those are some of the examples. Although, Beside that she's pretty much just rolling with what she got. I think she said something about wanting to talk and have fun with her viewers without too much of my help? Something about that, atleast that's how interpreted it anyway."
"...Ichiei as an exclusive manager huh, must be nice" muttered Matsuri in a very low voice, even Ichiei's ear although right next to her, couldn't hear it.
"Matsuri? You listening?"
"Ah! Uhn- yeah! Of course!"
"Okay...? So anyway, its pretty much a slow working job as her manager, considering she still has very low audiences on stream. In the mean time, if you're bored watching her, why don't you take a nap on the bed? Better yet, just use my laptop, I promise you its quality are almost on par with my PC. There was that game you loved too, Pet Care Center."
"Nnh! It's fine! I wanted to see how Fubuki did on her stream!" Declined Matsuri as her eyes now focused solely on Fubuki's 2D avatar on the bottom of the screen. Her expression was that of amazement about how her fox eared friend had shined so bright with her persona on the digital world.
Ichiei could only let out a chuckle as his eyes went back to scan the chat box, 'as always these two were really close.' was his last thought as he let his mind wanders while still checking the chat automatically.
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Right when the stream had ended, Ichiei's phone started to ring. The caller ID was registered as Kuro-Chan, courtesy of him of course.
Well the cute fox picture that was just laying on the snow as her profile display didn't really help her case though.
Ichiei felt justified.
So anyway, with that out of his mind, Ichiei excused himself to Matsuri as he went outside to take the call. "Ah- Matsuri, if you want you could meet Fubuki now, I believe she would be thrilled to see you. I'll meet up with you guys later." he said before closing the door, and went downstairs to the living room.
"Hello? This is Sagami Ichiei speakin-"
"Oi!! What the hell was that?!"
"What the hell was what?" Ichiei threw a question back while holding his ringing left ear.
"That! Fubuki! White! Why is she on WhyTube?!"
"Oh so you watched her stream? I guess I forgot to tell you, Fubuki started streaming since monday and guess what? She really have a great talent for it. Even I was impressed"
"Not that you dumbass! Her existence was supposed to be a secret, I can't have her face being known on the internet!"
"You mean yours?"
"That too! Why the fuck do you think it was a great idea to let her face being known across the internet?!"
"...Actually it was her idea, I just provided her with the mean to do it."
Ichiei could hear teeth being grinded together as well as a low screech from the other side of the line. He could guess somewhat about what was happening there.
"Oi, bastard!"
"Hnn?"
"You wait there, I'm coming right now. Be prepared."
Click!
The line went dead.
Ichiei had a bad premonition about what will happen next, call it a gut feeling, but he imagined as to why Kuro decided to suddenly visit him and Fubuki won't be pretty.
Especially him.
Oh well.
The thought of what will happen later quickly flew out of his mind as Ichiei went upstair to check on Matsuri and Fubuki. He knocked and went inside, although he feels like he was forgetting something.
Beyond him the two of them are in their underwear, because of course they are.
What is he now? A harem protagonist?
It seems like the talk with Kuro and her impending doom still stuck on his conciousness, it might be because that one time he was beaten in by her so hard that his body could still remembers it, although his brain wasn't.
An embarrassed scream came from Matsuri's direction, as well as a suprised yelp courtesy of Shirakami Fubuki as she tried to stop Matsuri before she could punch hi-
A loud thwack to the jaw then knocked him unconcious.
'I blame fate.'
Was his last thought as Ichiei fell down.
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Ichiei was woken up by a splash of ice cold water to the face, in front of him was Kuro holding an empty bucket. On the edge of his vision Ichiei could spot two heads that belong to Matsuri and Fubuki (white). He could already guess what happened when he was unconcious, add to the fact that he was sitting on a wooden chair,
which he didn't even have in his house.
tied tightly with a rough rope around him,
Which wasn't his as well.
Like a well-prepared interrogation from those detective movies he had watched.
Kuro coughed into her hand to get his attention, her expression was that of disgust, "so you do know what this is, right?", A chill ran down Ichiei's spine.
He would like to say that it was all a misunderstanding,
...except the part where he helped Fubuki with her vtuber debut.
But he knew every answer he gave her would not help his case, its already a done deal, his verdict was already set as 'guilty'.
So he just went ahead and fanned the blazing flame.
Might as well have some good laugh out of it.
"The part where you started to ravish me as I was unable to defend myself? I knew this would come eventually."
A really quiet surprised yelp could be heard from outside the room.
A really big crack appeared on the wall beside him, just a tad inches away from his face, he could feel the wind it brought before the impact happens. But still he kept his eyes open as he starred at her crimson one without flinching. He also added, "For the record, you'll be fixing that."
"...Ooh?"
He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but he can't really stop. It was one of his favourite time to spend playing with her like this, if you could call one sided beat down as 'playing' anyway.
"You want hell? I'll give you hell!"
Kuro's arm was pulled suddenly by another person, Fubuki have had finally came to his rescue.
"Stop this!! Kuro chan! Fighting between friends is not good you know!"
Kurokami Fubuki started to twitch, "did you say kuro...chan?" She asked her counterpart.
The white Fubuki nodded.
Slowly, Kurokami Fubuki lowered her clenched fist, and without a word went out of the room.
Fubuki sighed in relief before turning her head to face Ichiei, "You too, Ichi-kun! Don't rile her up like that!" She scolded him with her finger pointing up as if she was teaching a small child, before finally went after Kuro.
Matsuri then came in to check on him, her face was flushed red as she helped him untie the rope that binded him.
"...I also think how you treated Kuro wasn't really nice as well, Ichiei. You should really apologize to her, I don't know why, but she sounded really afraid when she showed up at the front door." She whispered at him while her reddened face was still focused on the rope.
Even Matsuri started to scold him, guess he went too far huh? He really need to brush up his human interaction skill. Can't be going around hurting those he cared about, even as a joke.
"Fine, I think I also went too far with that. I'll go apologize now." Ichiei relented as he went downstair to also check on the Kuro and Fubuki while Matsuri trailed behind him.
'Might as well made her a delicious dinner to make up for it.'
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Kurokami Fubuki inhaled almost all the food he had brought to the dining table.
It looks like this was her form of taking revenge at him, by making sure he cooked for her until it satisfied her appetite. Atleast, she didn't touch the other girls portion though, he wouldn't want the other two to also blame him as well for Kuro's 'mad eating' session.
He came up with that name by the way.
"So is this amount of cuisine enough for your highness to bestow this lowly servant a leniency? Pretty please?"
Kuro just ignores his pleas as she harrumped while also stuffing more food into her mouth, which in turn make her more like a child throwing a tantrum.
Ichiei really wanted to call her on that, but he knew if he did, he won't be forgiven. Ever.
He had already reflected on that, and will make sure to treat her with more care in the future that she would pretty much felt sick by it.
Call it a small form of petty revenge.
To the side, Matsuri could only laughed weakly as she watched their interaction while also eating her chicken and egg soup.
As for Fubuki, she was also stuffing her mouth with Ichiei's Special Triple Cheese Deluxe Hamburger without any care to the world around her.
And by the end of the day, Kurokami Fubuki and Sagami Ichiei finally reconciled with each other.
[AN: My thoughts on how the story would progress was all over the place when I made this chapter. So it might not make any sense.
Do forgive me for that.
I made Kuro a little bit OOC, I know, but I couldn't really find much more info about her other than her being all grumpy and hateful of pretty much anyone. So... I kinda imagine her almost the same as saber alter from Fate series.
I guess this is the point where I need to make out my own twist of their personalities.
I will try my best to make them as close as possible, but no promises.
In the next chapter or two, we will reach the first arc I believe.
Maybe.
So anyway,
Thank you for reading!!
See you next chapter-
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Hope to improve~
